#the ultimate reward for watching nightmare time

[isogenderskitty]

i am once again out here crying actual tears over “you were in love with her, weren’t you?” “who wasn’t?” that is so heartbreakingly bittersweet and so telling about duke as a person and their ACTING is AMAZING and i just. hooooooly shit

[redsamuraiii]

Youkai Sharehouse is like the Japanese Addams Family

My favorite Koshiba Fuka's drama after Tokusatsu Gagaga. Both dramas are fun to watch, with good mix of comedy and seriousness.

Her character is relatable as she's someone who is good natured and works hard but her efforts are not rewarded as she keeps struggling in love and work, that she believes herself to be cursed. She hit a breaking point and collapsed at a temple where the Yokai found her.

So you can imagine the chaos that ensues when she woke up in a house where the Yokai dwells. In the beginning, she thought it's just a nightmare but eventually realizes the truth but somehow grow comfortable being with them as they're not what she thought.

She grows very close to one in particular, who is like her big sister. She's overprotective and always worried about her wellbeing, causing the Yokai to intervene in her life when the situation calls for it, as they discover that humans are much more terrifying than Yokai.

Over time, she develops confidence in taking charge of her life, thanks to the support of the Yokai. However, her close relations with them also means that she's slowly turning into a Yokai herself, which explains her anger she's been accumulating throughout her life.

So ultimately, she has to decide on her life which would either turn her into a Yokai who cannot die or return as a human being.

What I also love about this show is that all the Yokai have their own backstories which are based on Japanese folklore and folktales, including the new ones which appears every episode. And I enjoy the story-telling and the traditional songs sang by one of the Yokai.

I love the wholesome family relationship they have looking out for her. They're like her parents and older siblings. The parents are wise and patient giving advice and telling stories, while the older sister and brother are more ruthless and unforgiving to those who hurt her.

The drama have two seasons and one movie. However, I only managed to watch the dramas as the movie is nowhere to be found.

[mod-kyoko]

school au headcanons!! pt. 3

fandom: danganronpa: killing harmony

type: hcs, non-ultimate au

a/n: just how the characters would be if ultimates didn't exist

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shuichi saihara

fucking mock trial kid if not debate

the shy but smart one

the one that the popular girls mess with like he's a little social experiment

his teachers love him because he always behaves in class and has amazing grades

kaede akamatsu

piano accompanist for the choir and theatre

in all honors classes and the honors society

perfect life?? does not struggle ever?? (seemingly)

the one girl as school who always looks held together and you've never seen her look anything less than happy and healthy and you're like please how

orchestra kid also (plays violin)

keebo

in robotics

kind of unnoticed

incredibly socially inept-

has the stereotypical small set of "nerd" friends that all sit on their computers at lunch and talk about video games and coding

kokichi oma

fucking theatre kid

class clown

some people hate him some people love him

some girl always humbles him when he gets too roudy in class

kind of the teacher's nightmare

ran cross country

rantaro amami

sk8er boy

every girl ever has a crush on him??? (but he's gay-)

secretly dating a soccer player

effortlessly popular somehow

honors classes

plays dungeons and dragons

kaito momota

the kid who carries a bluetooth speaker through the hallways-

p.e. is his favorite subject

runs cross country

the one who befriends the teachers that everyone else takes advantage of/teases

tsumugi shirogane

literally goes to school then goes home???

spends all her time in the library as an aid

self-sabotages her own social life

never ever goes to big school events but sometimes enjoys watching the play and musical

in the anime club

himiko yumeno

dnd player

people think she's weird but no one has beef with her

in quiz bowl 💀 (competitive trivia basically)

always participates in the school's talent show

band kid (trumpet)

maki harukawa

the girl that fucking hates everyone

always shows up to school just looking absolutely done

super quiet in class and does really well

her counselor tried to get her to join some extracurriculars so she decided to join cross country

takes her anger out in p.e.

gonta gokuhara

the kid with the kindest heart but suffering grades that the bullies love to target for some reason

does track and field

volunteers for so many organizations

he eats lunch in his favorite teacher's classroom

spends a lot of time studying but often cuts it short because he's so frustrated

angie yonaga

art club, art classes, lives and breathes art

always drawing during class and there are always people asking her to draw them

her art is always earning those rewards and being displayed throughout the school

friends with all the other art kids

kind of weird and accepts all the other weirdos of the school

the one kid that gifts drawings to their teacher that they hang up around the classroom

miu iruma

slacks off during group projects and in p.e.

just as unfunny as "the boys" of the class but no one cares because she's a girl

no one has ever told her to shut up

is in robotics competitively

makes fun of theatre and band kids

ryoma hoshi

everyone calls him emo (even though he is literally not) because he keeps to himself and wears dark colors

on the tennis team but doesn't really participate in any other school activities

wears his tennis jacket to school 24/7

gets lowkey bullied but always gets cold, quiet revenge rather than fighting back

kirumi tojo

always making conversation with the teachers and hanging out with them even though she has plenty of student friends

cleans up after everyone

is in student government

never ever dresses comfortably, always shows up to school dressed up

korekiyo shinguuji

the weird kid

everyone makes fun of him because he still wears a mask years after the covid pandemic ended

is on the quiz bowl team (100%)

model student and in the honors society

teachers dread him because he raises his hand just to add info to the teachers lecture either to correct them or because he thinks people want to know

tenko chabashira

fucking tryhard in p.e.

track and field

biggest school spirit at every rally

always yelling at the boys who mess around in class

is part of the GSA and acts aggressively gay whenever homophobes are around

[livums]

Why I haven’t written in several months

Im being dramatic—it’s been like 3.

Hello writeblr buds, I miss u and I hope the past few months have been as kind and restful as possible 🥰 I realized it’s been some time since I’ve written anything (or written anything about writing anything) and for some reason it’s of some importance to me that it doesn’t look like I vanished or lost interest/commitment to the space.

I’m trying to quit my fuck ass job :/

I have a whole lot of feelings about the job + the field itself and why I think my time in it is drawing to a close, but I probably won’t take the time to write about it here, unprompted. What’s much more exciting for me is, I think, my goal itself.

I realized in like November that I’m doing that thing again—waiting for my life to start. It started when I received an art book Kickstarter reward in the mail and held a very pretty holographic print in my hands up to the light in my bedroom. My bedroom walls were bare, and had been for the past year and some change, when I moved into this unit. I hadn’t felt comfortable decorating knowing I’d be moving out in “only two years”. I caught myself waiting for permanent stability again. Oops! My bad.

I spent hours decorating my walls with all the prints I’d accumulated over the past several years and I felt…. A way. I started using stickers in my journal.

What was I waiting for? What the fuck was wrong with me?

I’ve known I wanted to center art and creativity in my life for as long as I can remember. I’m not going to blame my parents or whatever, but I was told over and over again not to throw myself into pursuing art as a career. It’s not financially viable. “You’ll never make a red cent.” I’d never told them at all that I wanted to do art for a living. I convinced myself for a long time that I didn’t. Lol.

Before I graduated from college in 2020, I faced a decision. I could go to art school, I thought. I could get an MFA. I held an art school catalog in my hand that is requested in the mail. I’d carried it everywhere for months.

I went to grad school instead. Not that I’m bitching about getting into such a prestigious program in my field, but it always felt like the ultimate compromise. It’s something I could tell my parents about and have them be proud of me, while hopefully I could devote time to art on the side. It’s what I’d been doing for the past four years—compromising. I had a professor or three notice, even. Lol.

I moved to a new city in 2020, alone. I was turbo depressed. One day, I spent hours watching animated student films on youtube and bawling my eyes out. Before I had graduated from college, I’d faced a decision and chosen wrong. I asked myself over and over—What do you do if you chose wrong?

Grad school was a nightmare, and I’d rather die than go back, but I don’t even necessarily regret going, I think. I think it was important for me to be in this profession, at least for a time. Maybe this is just me coping, lol, but going to grad school inspired much of what I ventured to write in 2022 and 2023.

Anyways, when I recently held that holographic print up to my bare landlord-white walls, I realized that if I waited any longer to let myself live my life how I wanted, then I was an idiot. In kinder words. I have no excuse not to. I’m giving myself massive grace by believing truly that the past seven years were not a waste of time, but I can’t lie to myself that I’m satisfied with the way my life is right now.

The point is-- I’ve slowed down writing recently because my focus has shifted to art. I’m DEFINITELY not done writing. Not at all! I just realized that if I want to achieve my goal of making enough consistent money off of art to leave my job, I’ll have to start treating art like a second job. Between devoting time to my fuck ass job, to art as a living, and to writing seriously, I’m in kind of a pick-any-two situation. Before, it was fuck ass job and writing seriously. I want to eventually be focused on art and writing as the pillars of my livelihood—that’s my ultimate dream. And we all know that writing is the longest game of creative and financial delayed gratification ever, lol.

I haven’t really talked about this that much on my other socials, lol, but for whatever reason I woke up this morning and felt like I wanted to give an explanation for my sparse writeblr presence. As I hopefully get to scale back to part-time clinician in the future, I hope to get back into some of my stories and start re-breaking old bones into something new and revitalized.

AN EE WAYS, if you’ve read all that, thank you. Mutuals, if u want my discord, feel free to pm me! I’m not disappearing (I will be on tumblr just as much as I have been, which is to say, daily), but I’m much easier to reach by other means. I’ll be (and have been) posting much more on my art blog @lurrkingly as well! If you’d like to um. Witness Me, I’m most Witnessable there or on my art Twitter (also @lurrkingly). (I also have a spicy art Twitter linked to the main one, which I hope to probably be. Siphoning off of for income one day soon. Praying etc.)

I have a game plan, my partner is an excellent support (I think they like playing manager, LOL), and I think, I really think, that I can do it! 🥰🥰🥰

Ok bye MWAH! I like you guys and I’ll never leave! 🎉 💜

[clemblog]

wawawa captaineer short fic writing

You Can’t Catch Him Now

There’s blood on the side of the ship.

The Captain stood in shock, having watched Mark. Their best friend. Go flying out the window of the ship. There was no time for mourning. The ship was crumbling. They couldn’t save him. They needed to save everyone else.

There’s scratches all over the floor.

They brushed past the markings on the floor where he’d tried to hold on but had ultimately failed. Fixing lift support went off with a breeze.

Shadows of us are still dancing.

They ignored his name on their tablet as they paged the other crew leads. This needed everyone’s assistance.

In every room and every hall,

They promised they’d tell the group what had happened to Mark once the ship was safe. It was hard to focus when they saw him everywhere. Let alone recount what had happened too..

There’s tears falling over the ship,

They explained what had happened, tears rolling down their face under their helmet. Gunther looked like he was going to cry. So did Burt. And Celci. And Tyler. This was hell. This was a nightmare.

You thought that it would wash away.

The group had worked in a sad silence as they got the ship prepared to dock at the nearby habitable planet. Working didn’t make anyone feel better about what had happened.

The bitter taste of his fury,

The Captain laid awake in bed. Tomorrow the rest of the crew would be awakened and they’d have to explain what had transpired on the ship. And who they’d lost. They feared the level of grief that’d run through the ship and any anger that may be directed towards them. They hadn’t saved him…

And all of the messes he made,

They felt guilty for stepping into his quarters. It was an organised mess that was so Mark. They just needed something.. something of his that’d get them through this day.

Yeah, we think that he got away,

It was an emotional docking day onto the planet. The engineering team was a wreck. None of the other crews were much better. They’d only just managed to pull it together to get a camp together on the planet.

But he’s in the trees, he’s in the breeze

The Captain stared fondly at the night sky, the trees covering them mostly from the breeze that played with their hair. They liked this spot. The plantation was a dark red here. Mark’s favourite colour.

His footsteps on the ground,

They found their heart beating a little faster at the sound of heavy footsteps approaching them. Reminding them of Mark. But it was never him. Always just an animal. Or a passing crew member. But more often than not, it was Chica. Their newly adopted doggy daughter.

You’ll see his face in every place,

People with dark hair. Soft brown eyes. Overarching enthusiasm. It was so Mark. They missed him so much. And seeing said individuals made them hurt so much more. But you can’t charge a person for looking like the man you loved. Yeah… The man they loved..

But you can’t catch him now,

They sighed fondly at Chica charging around a field. The Captain held a bag on their hip full of her dog toys. Ever since Mark had… passed… She’d much rather chase the breeze out in the fields and bark at the wind. She never seemed able to catch what she was wanting however. She’d pad back over to them a little downtrodden but with a new determination each time they went back out to play.

Through wading grass, the months will pass,

Chica would slowly start to play with her toys with the Captain, the two wading through the long bladed fields together. When the Captain grew tired however, she’d go back to chasing the wind.

You’ll feel it all around.

Looking after Chica and their crew was slowly healing the Captain’s wounds. Accepting help and giving help was always rewarded with slow walks in the fields and kisses against their skin from a gentle breeze, wiping away their sweat from a busy day.

He’s here, he’s there, he’s everywhere.

It was a never soft day snuggled up with Chica under the night sky for the Captain. Staring up at the sky that had taken Mark away from them. It was so cruel. Yet so beautiful. It was so… Mark.

But you can’t catch him now.

They hoped wherever the universe had laid him to rest, that he was happy there. Maybe laid in a bed of flowers. Coated in a blanket of leaves to act as the coffin he’d never get.

No, you can’t catch him now.

He was something the Captain didn’t think they’d ever get over until the day they died. Their heart ached for him everyday. But it’d finally stopped hurting at least.

Bet you thought he’d never do it.

The pain had quelled so much that they opened Engineer Park with a fond smile on their face. A statue of their beloved, stood smiling in the centre announcing him as the beloved creator of the Invincible II. The man who’d achieved the impossible. And brought them all home.

Thought it’d go over my head.

They also headed and sorted through his belongings. A lot of it they’d keep. Some would be given to friends. The rest was gifted to colonists who needed it.

I bet you figured he’d pass with the winter.

With the statue in its prized position, every colonist and crew would remember Mark and his story. Children were given first and middle names matching the great head engineers, in hopes of inspiring the same charm and intelligence in them. The Captain was glad he was held so highly in their new home. It was what he deserved after everything.

Be something easy to forget.

The Captain would chuckle fondly, looking at the list of first generation children they’d mentor with M related names. The children’s eyes were filled with wonder that they were ready to nurture and enlighten. To help them find themselves in this new exciting world.

Oh, you think he’s gone cause he left,

There would still be hard days but the Captain would just walk out to the field with Chica, their old girl. And they’d always feel better.

But he’s in the trees, he’s in the breeze,

Time would have its ups and downs. Especially when Chica finally grew too old to play in the field, the two opting to just relax out there instead. It’s where she’d eventually be laid to rest. The Captain would find the wind up there a lot stronger after such, like there were now two breezes passing through instead of the usual one.

Our footsteps on the ground.

The Captain would follow their beloved dog and dear head engineer not long after, being buried alongside their furry friend, looking up at the sky where the love of their life rested. The three united together at last.

You’ll see their faces in every place.

If you sat out in that lonesome field, you’d feel anything but alone as three separate breezes passed by your face and amongst the flowers.

But you can’t catch them now.

[1ug1a]

hi fallen london tumblr! felt like it was high time i started posting about my character!!!!!! (literally finished firmament chapter 3 like a few days ago..) anyway spoilers for bag a legend under the cut

also their profile: https://www.fallenlondon.com/profile/Captain%20Duskridge

basic info

(shoutout to @slightly-sigilant for the original kinda format of it that they did over on cohost)

Name: Captain _________ Duskridge Often Called: The Penumbral Pursuer Addressed As: Captain (Also Sir, for convenience) Pronouns: They/He/It

Abilities: Watchful = Dangerous > Shadowy > Persuasive Reputation: Dreaded > Respectable = Bizarre Quirks: Steadfast > Daring > Magnanimous > Hedonist > Melancholy Prone To: Nightmares, Scandal

Profession: Monster-Hunter Ambition: Bag a Legend Major Skills: Monstrous Anatomy, Glasswork Also Versed In: Chthonosophy, Zeefaring, Red Science

Closest To: The Docks Also Close To: Rubbery Men, Urchins Acquaintances: Revolutionaries

Sign of the Chiropteromantic Zodiac: The Bat

full bio (under the cut)

former head of a merchant vessel, they’re quite used to figuring out exactly where they need to go. but that kind of work felt incredibly restricting to them, and combined with their own personal hang-ups they couldn’t help but feel… aimless. out-of-place. so in what may or may not have been a rash decision, they snuck through the cumean canal and came down to the neath, having overheard that a great many things were possible there that wouldn’t have been on the surface.

so when they hear about the vake, a big bat-like monster terrorizing the city, their interest is piqued. not because of the reward, mind you, but something deeper (read: they're therian as hell). anyway, they learn more about the vake via absinthe-infused-with-its-blood-induced dreams from its pov, and have their nonhuman awakening. though, uh, that connection ends up being kind of a two-way street, and the vake begins to learn about them (and maybe amplify those feelings…)

eventually the vake aka mr veils’ hubris in trying to obtain the Ultimate Hunt comes back to bite its ass and it gets blasted to bits concepts in parabola, aka the Is-Not, aka the realm of dreams and reflections… and because the curator aspect of veils is less of veils itself and more like a feral curator, and the cap’n is more of a curator in spirit than ever (because they kinda realized that they could - and should - have been less selfless than they have been, considering how much responsibility and expectation was put on them once everything started coming to a head), they end up latching onto each other.

the vake - the concept, the monster - shouldn’t just be destroyed and forgotten, because that would erase the very real pain that occurred because of it; but it can’t keep going on like this. the captain shouldn’t have to let go of the last representation of what they finally understood about themself out of a sense of “rightness”; but they can’t just set it free. both of them can be more than they are. so in the end… a bloody legacy, inherited. a kindness, undeserved but given nonetheless.

(also the Big Firmament Activity was not out when i came up with this canon it is utterly wild that it landed very close…………………)

[oddygaul]

It's What's Inside

The premise is immediately fascinating, and really got my head spinning with all the possibilities: what if someone’s consciousness is accidentally sent into two bodies, with another person’s lost en route? What if someone lies from the jump and refuses a switchback, leaving everyone unsure of who’s really who? And then, the idea It’s What’s Inside lands on: what if someone dies while they’re switched? The whole thing is a fucking nightmare scenario, honestly, and it’s so spellbinding to watch it play out that it’s easy to forgive the characters for any classic horror-movie stupidity.

Aside from the concept, the other thing that sets It’s What’s Inside* apart is its aesthetic. As a largely character-focused bottle movie, it could’ve sustained itself solely on its writing and its (surprisingly good) acting. Instead, it delivers its tale with a constant visual flair: lots of weird transitions & camerawork, clever visual metaphors**, and intense, surreal lighting & color work that serve to heighten the mood and clarify the movie’s tangled setup. The house being a repository for weird installation art is a fun throwaway excuse to build a set filled with weird shit and eye-catching backdrops. Finally, the soundtrack was very well-curated – there’s a lot of classic, melodic music here like Servizio Fotografico that lends a distinct sense of grandiosity and melodrama to the proceedings.

*setsitswats **Like, the scene where Cyrus tries to win back Shelby in Nikki’s body, as Shelby’s own face looks on impassively in the background like a specter, like some second version of herself passing judgment? Love that imagery.

The ending was certainly the weakest part; I like that Beatrice ultimately succeeded in her dastardly scheme, but the fates of the remainder of the cast felt less cohesive to me.

Gotta say, though, I went on reddit after watching this, just out of interest, and it is very funny to me how incensed that demographic got about the ending. So many takes about how Cyrus didn’t do anything wrong and wasn’t really a bad person, how normal his behavior was for a healthy relationship, how Shelby really was just such a stupid bitch… gotta love people telling on themselves online.

Plus, lots of comments taking the ending as an endorsement of the characters’ behavior. These days, there’s a lot of folks that seem to treat all stories as morality plays, and I think there’s a particular wont to do so for horror movies. When the characters are so tropey and the stakes are so clear, there’s a certain appeal to having everyone get what they deserve in the end, with the virtuous rewarded and the sinful punished in spectacular ways. But, you know… not every story works that way.

Beatrice driving off into the night isn’t a ‘girlbosses stay winning ending’, it’s supposed to be bleak – the villain won this time. Shelby’s speech to Cyrus at the end isn’t a fist pump hero moment, it’s kind of dark – yes, Shelby’s finally gotten out of a toxic relationship and learned to stand up for herself after experiencing the world through someone else’s eyes, but it’s come with a scary, vengeful streak.

It’s a body swap movie quite literally about seeing how different someone else's experience of life can be – shouldn’t it be obvious that the characters will have more nuance than just ‘good’ or ‘bad’?

[starlytenight]

How do you feel about Galactadad? Galacta Knight being a dad to Meta Knight?

For me personally, in my brain I already mentally distinguish between the various canons of Kirby and my own and anyone else's variations.

Since there's no stated canon relationship between Meta and Gala of any solid degree at this time, it's kinda free game and I've never been off-put by different interpretations. If anything, I embrace it.

I think it's cute, I just enjoy a more romantic angle between the two of these dorky knights, especially with how I characterize them.

I also have friends who do either Galactadad or something similar (brothers, close friends, ect) and we're all good with joke interactions between our characters.

Fun side note actually! I do actually have an off-shoot AU where I explore Galacta NOT getting sealed away. More below the cut.

SO obviously romance with Meta and Gala would not operate in this world due to a massive difference in life experience/physical age and Galacta basically knowing Meta as an egg/knowing his parents (and kinda saving their lives and taking a more reluctant teacher role for Meta when he gets a bit older.)

I call this alt "Happy AU" because basically Galacta's wish goes without a hitch and he kinda becomes the universe's ultimate guardian. He bears the weight of it well and basically prevents Nightmare's uprise and anything else with relative ease. Everyone's just enjoying life while Galacta occasionally has to go kill a bitch. Even when Meta grows up, he basically just vibes with Jecra and Garlude in what they always wanted, even with Kirby.

Though Meta DOES kind of want to be Galacta's replacement if something were to ever happen... Like say a certain butterfly swinging by buuuut these guys have NO CLUE about that.

I feel like ASM:Я!Galacta would find the Happy!Variant interesting since he's basically living the dream with all it's rewards and consequences. Watching his friends grow old while he stays young and continues fighting, embracing the satisfaction of giving everyone comfort and safety... While lonely in its own way, he succeeded and is satisfied, albeit a bit melancholy and slightly detached/aloof from things from time to time.

One of his only close friends would be Artemis in this world since she is basically immortal as well, and like a sister to him.

Won't stop him from enjoying life in a different way though. He doesn't mind showing a very stubborn baby Meta how to fight, even if he doesn't have to.

And for anyone who does have a more strict Galactadad thing, uh I present my more terrible jokes for our respective worlds/stories/headcanons. Take it away, Vlad:

This is what my friends put up with.

Please remember this is just a joke ahhh

[marvel-mystic-mayhem-android]

MARVEL Mystic Mayhem: The Ultimate Guide to Mastering This Epic Game

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Ready to embark on your heroic adventure? Assemble your team and enter the fray—Nightmare won’t wait!

[multimediamac]

YU-GI-OH nightmare troubadour

So ill get this out the way, i didn't beat this game, no not i didn't get 100% like i like to with video games, no i did not beat the main story, i beat the expert cup for anyone familiar with the game... it just kinda, felt sloggy, id been playing for about 4 days straight, the possessives are the graphics, full 3d models for every card, the ui is very clean and fun, characters have animated sprites, there's just alot to love and playing the game was great fun seeing every monster modelled, but my exodia, does it get repetitive, not in the sense of oh im playing another game with the same deck, boooring repetitive, no i mean the pack system, the pack system at first was great fun, you unlock more as you go along each has a theme like oh this one is insects and oh this one is machines and while that's cool, the uncool part is-

No duplicate protection, no way to get single cards outside of the trading system, awful system, after you duel the same character 30 ish times at least they can ask you to trade a random card for a random card out of a pool of rubbish, honestly wow yeah you want my vanilla monster for a ritual monster 20 hours in yeah go ahead, the cards are not even unique to the character, a few are but if the pool determine it you can just get a card for trade that you already have, one you have 8 of even, on that, yes i had up to 8 copies of certain cards while not having the full set of cards from a particular pack, id understand this decision if there was some kind of actual trading system but with nothing it was just frustrating to try and get a specific card and be met with not even a new card you didn't want but a duplicate of a card you already have a full play set. (in yugioh you can have 3 copies of a card per deck)

Ultimately i stopped playing the game not only because of that, basically using the same deck for 5 hours as i would at most have 1 of cards needed for new strategies furthermore the progression in the game was incredibly slow, packs only have 5 cards, you get at most half a packs worth of currency (KB the games currency is earned for completing duels, packs cost 150 most duels reward about 60 KB) but because of the characters too, now i will say having never watched the yugioh anime basically only interacting prior with legacy formats it was a solid introduction if surface level introduction to the characters additionally they all use decks suited to them with differing playstyles, like Kaiba oh cool i get to see Kaiba, its a whole lot less cool though when you see Kaiba for the 30th time using the exact same deck same dialogue and the best part is he hasnt even offered you a trade yet, some characters i battled upwards of 50 times, 50, just stale, i felt like even though i could imagine decks i could build after spending 1500 KB on packs and getting nothing but duplicates seeing the same characters id already faced a dozen times, i decided to call it quits, i may return but ultimately the bets part of the game is still the graphics, wouldn't recommend outside of watching the card animations on youtube, i still enjoyed my time with the game and had fun however.

[healthyspaceforlife]

Body Building Basics – Building a better body you can be proud of!

There are as many varied opinions on what “plan” one should follow to build muscle, as there are people who have those opinions. On one thing they do agree, however. You must have a regimen. · You can begin by defining your objective. · Why are you interested in body building? · What do you hope to accomplish? · What is your ultimate goal? It’s all about commitment and belief. There is an abundance of information about how to begin and conduct your journey, but without a burning desire to achieve, you are doomed to inevitable failure. The following tips are not intended to be a “one size fits all.” Take from it what you will. In that light, consider the following list:

Before beginning any serious weight lifting or body building regimen, consult your physician.

Set your goals. Define what you expect to achieve with your new bodybuilding campaign within a realistic time frame. If you create goals that are unattainable you are setting yourself up for failure. You can become bored, disappointed and disillusioned to the point where you may give up. This is a very sad outcome to what might have been the best decision of your life. Don’t sell yourself short. Set your long-term goals, of course, but also set short-term goals that are achievable. And, don’t forget to reward yourself when you do achieve them.

Consider the costs. If you don’t already have a budget, create one. Then, determine what amount of discretionary funds you have available for your bodybuilding program. This will determine whether you can afford to have a home gym or if your needs would better be served by joining a club. Joining a club is still a good short-term introduction before spending hundreds or thousands of dollars on equipment that might not be appropriate for your needs.

Don’t forget some of the low cost alternatives to purchasing your bodybuilding equipment. If used equipment is still functional why spend the extra dollars just for a little glitz! Good, brand name used equipment is every bit as functional as something right off a showroom floor.

Consider combining a home gym along with a membership in a public facility. Purchase less expensive free weight equipment for use at home and join a gym to have access to the more expensive equipment. You can design your entire workout routines around a combination such as this.

Eat healthy! This can’t be stressed enough. The only true bodybuilding aids are good nutrition. Consult a licensed dietician. Watch your local community calendar for free seminars on diet and nutrition. Learn all you can about what nature freely provides that can help you to develop a healthy diet.

If you choose to use dietary supplements, make certain that you know what you are putting in your body. Follow the packaging guidelines we outlined above. Ask your physician for his/her recommendations based on the regimen you have selected. No friend, coach or acquaintance can take the place of your physician. In fact, you may even investigate finding a physician who specializes in sports wellness.

Be kind to yourself. Yes, it’s important to push to achieve your goals, but it’s very easy to tip the scales in the other direction and create a nightmare for yourself. Obsessive, compulsive behaviors are not conducive to a healthy bodybuilding lifestyle.

[myuni-moon]

#from beyond the stars

general headcannons of cult!dainsleif and kaeya as a duo

warnings: yandere content, yandere cult stuff, mentions of violence, slight gore

they cling to you at any given moment, mostly in the dead of night where they have you all to themselves. not even the archons could take them away from this designated time where they crave your affections.

they'd sit by your feet, heads resting on your legs as you sit in complete comfort and silence. on days where you find yourself in your temple at your throne made of marble and gold, they'd accompany you as you receive the many worshippers within your cult.

they're a dangerous duo when they act at your disposal. kaeya is in charge of extracting information, mental warfare is his kind of battle. yes, he can throw a punch, but he loves it when he watches someone crumble to your feet to ask for mercy when he nitpicks at them. dainsleif is especially skilled at intimidation and anything physical. he's stronger than kaeya, much more experienced in battle and he's proven able enough to almost rival zhongli's combat capabilities to some degree.

anyone who tries to make an enemy out of you will be met with a nightmare that leaves them unable to sleep properly for months or years after (assuming they live). the two are nothing but docile when they're with you, very much a far cry from their feral states when they feel your authority is being questioned.

you were already untouchable, but with them, getting to you is nothing but a fantasy for anyone who wishes you harm. they're like two guard dogs ready to tear apart anyone they deem unworthy of your time.

if none of the archons, childe, or aether are free to accompany you outside your teapot, they’re the ones to go with you. dainsleif has more than enough free time to go with you, and kaeya’s duties were already cut down in the first place because of the lack of cavalry. they assure you that they are more than capable of protecting you.

dainsleif loves to worship you by being useful. “use me as you like,” he’ll say as he practically puts his life in your hands. he’s long fought for you, long worshipped your existence. he has no qualms laying his life on the line of it means you’ll be happy. he's already desecrated countless enemies in your path, would it really matter if he took down a few more?

kaeya worships you in service as well, but he thinks it's better to honor your existence with sweet words and gentle touches. he treats you like glass, a feather of a touch on your lower back or the graze of his fingertips against your cheek as he tells you how much he loves you so. the traditions of khaenri'ah are long lost on him, but he knows that wearing his heart on his sleeve around you is the ultimate show of his loyalty and dedication.

one thing extremely unique about this duo is their cooperation with each other. they're more likely to be see eye-to-eye than any other pair within your cult. you chalk it up to their relations as those from khaenri'ah, but you have an inkling that it must run deeper than that. their compatibility on and off the battlefield is beautiful as it is terrifying.

overall, they're an insatiable duo. they might be not strong alone, but together, they pose a large threat to even the archons that surround you. they'll slot themselves to your side as your regular companions. they're your own personal task force; no once can do your bidding better than them.

"your grace," dainsleif's baritone voice reverberates off the walls of your room as he saunters in along with kaeya, "we've completed the mission." the door shuts with a click as kaeya pushes it into the doorframe. starry eyes focus on your figure sitting at the edge of the bed.

you smile and hold out your arms, "good job, my dears. this calls for a reward, yes?" kaeya is the first to tumble into your arms. he latches to your left, arm encircling your waist as he leans his head against your shoulder. his dark blue hair tickles your lower jaw while you feel him inhale your scent.

dainsleif is shyer about it, slowly pressing himself into your side opposite of kaeya. he, too, does the same as the cavalry captain and puts just the slightest bit of his weight on you. you hear him sigh into your neck, hands finding home as they grip your torso.

you're aware of the three archons standing outside the room, bloodlust seeping from under the crack of the door. you can feel the jealousy leaking from them, and you frown. you'll tell them off later, but now, it's time for you to give the two men beside you a proper welcome home.

[tyranttortoise]

Hey darl! (I have an odd habit of calling people darl?) Are your asks open, because I would like some spooning hcs. I guess with just the main 8 or something? Thank you~

( *Psst -- I decided to do all 8 because I’m a sucker for skele spoons! <3  Also, I approve of your darl habit because darlin’ is my go-to when talking to people.)

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UT!Sans

Sans is down for being big spoon or little spoon.  If he’s spooning you, prepare to have him basically wrapped around you.  He tosses and turns in his sleep, particularly when he has nightmares, so there’s the possibility that you might end up accidentally kicked or with his arm flung across your face.  If he rolls away from you, just roll over and spoon him.  If you start to rock him, he’ll calm down and fall into a more peaceful sleep.  

Despite his nightmares, he’s likely to wake up before you.  Sometimes, he may be gone to the kitchen to make coffee.  Sometimes, if they get really bad, you may find him at his desk chair.  But most of the time, you’ll find him carefully watching you, his smile widening when he sees you’re awake, and he’ll crack a joke to start your morning off right.

UT!Papyrus

Papyrus will completely encase you.  He’ll wrap around your body, snuggling you AS EXPERTLY AS POSSIBLE!  BE PREPARED FOR THE ULTIMATE SPOONING EXPERIENCE, HUMAN, BECAUSE YOUR BODY IS GOING TO BE PERFECTLY ALIGNED WITH THE GREAT PAPYRUS’S!  Your legs will be caught between his, both of his arms firmly around you, perfectly tucking you beneath his chin.  He’s the type to rock you or hum until you fall asleep.  

Or read you a bedtime story.  He’s a big fan of reading before bed.  

Did I mention that snuggles in his racecar bed are freakin’ dope?  Because they are.

UF!Sans

Red enjoys being big spoon because he wants to hold onto you.  He enjoys the softness against his body, with his arms wrapped tightly around you.  He has nightmares, however, he doesn’t flail as much as his vanilla counterpart in his sleep.  Red’s a light sleeper, and he’ll jolt awake at any noise you might make, and every time you move, he’ll move with you.  He enjoys sleeping on his back, with you pillowed on his chest and an arm around you. 

He never sleeps with his back to a door, however.

UF!Papyrus

Edge is a light sleeper, but he’s the type that would love spooning -- even if he wouldn’t announce that to the world.  His hold is both comfortable and protective, his body curled around yours in a way that’s meant to keep you safe from anything that would dare do you harm while you slumber.  He’ll catch one of your legs between his, and his fingers will entwine with one of your hands while you sleep.  

Like Red, he never sleeps with his back to a door, but he also isn’t the type to let you spoon him unless you catch him in an extremely vulnerable mood.  

US!Sans

Blueberry is eager to spoon you, but his favorite sleeping position would be with you facing him.  He wants to be wrapped up in one another’s arms, so he can kiss you right as he falls asleep, and your face will be the first thing he sees when he wakes up.  He’s a heavy sleeper, although it’ll take him a while to actually fall asleep because he’ll be so excited to cuddle you.  Blue is the type that likes to talk to you while you fall asleep, to stroke your back and your hair while he excitedly murmurs (as low as he can) about whatever pops into his head.  He wants you to be comfortable and secure, but he also savors your touch and the feeling of being wrapped up in one another.

US!Papyrus

Stretch is all about cuddling.  He enjoys chilling on the couch with you lying on top of him, your face pillowed on his chest.  When it comes to sleeping in the actual bed with him, he still loves it when you’re sprawled on his chest, basically on top of him, but he’s also happy to spoon you.  However, much like Sans and Red, Stretch also has nightmares.  He’s not as fitful in his sleep as Sans, but he does have the tendency to roll over on his back in his sleep, his brow furrowed as he groans in his sleep.  In those cases, just roll back on his chest and stroke the side of his skull, and you’ll be rewarded as his sockets slightly open and he strokes the top of your head.  

“if you’re here, honey, i must still be dreamin’, heh.“

SF!Sans

Blackberry is insistent about the fact that he wants to spoon you, but if you insist, he’ll grant you the pleasure of holding him instead.  He’s touch-starved, and deep-down, he wants to feel loved and secure.  He’ll make remarks at first about how it must be such an honor or about how he’s such a good bonefriend for letting you have a turn, but really, he wants to be held.  He’s the type that would love to lie with his head pillowed on your chest and his arms wrapped around you, your legs entangled.  In fact, that’s his favorite position because he can listen to your heartbeat and let it lull him to sleep.  

SF!Papyrus

Mutt will spoon you or be spooned, but he’s an incredibly light sleeper that has trouble sleeping most nights.  It’s likely that he’ll spoon you, his arms wrapped tightly around you and your legs caught between his, and he’ll lie awake for hours after you’ve fallen asleep.  If he gets restless enough, he might sneak off to smoke a dogtreat or end up sitting at his desk -- or sneak off to the shed for a drink if it’s a particularly bad night.  He’s good at carefully disentangling himself so that you’ll stay asleep; after all, he cares about whether or not you’re tired.  He’s used to always feeling exhausted.  

On the nights when he does stay in bed and sleep, he doesn’t move much despite his dreams.  He’s used to being alert and listening out for any signs of danger.

His favorite is when you fall asleep half-on top of him and he can stroke your head absently while he attempts to sleep.

[bonny-kookoo]

Strong Girl 🔞☁️❤️🎀

🍧 Pairing: Jeon Jungkook x Reader

🍧 Genre: Good Girl AU!, slice of Life AU, non-Idol AU, smut

🍧 Warnings: DD/LG themes, so much love it's gross istg, a home accident if that makes you uncomfortable but we aint having a full on world's end dw, hero! Reader, no other way to put it, Koo is so proud, so so proud, showers her in kisses yes please, nsfw themes because it's me what did yall think this was gonna be, finger sucking (forgive me lord for I have sinned-), reader being cute, injuries (mentioned and described), praise kink, oral (oral f. rec.), size kink, strength kink, manhandling, subspace, Dom! Jungkook, Sub!Reader, protected sex because you won’t ever catch me slip HAH!

🍧 Summary: Jungkook is not just your boyfriend- he's your absolute hero, your knight in shining armor, your protector and personal simpBodyguard when he needs to. But sometimes, even little girls can be heroes. And they always get rewarded, in the end.

This is part of the Good Girl Universe! (But can be enjoyed on its own)

Good Girl || Sweet Girl || Smart Girl || Brave Girl || Pretty Girl || Charming Girl || Enticing Girl || Bad Girl || Tempting Girl  || Strong Girl

Taglist: @sweetenedcooky @ggukkieland @btsismybias22 @darkgvk @daddypkj @flowerprincess24 @crazylittlemay @zeharilisharaban @teresaisla @tangledsparkles @dammit-jjk

The first time you said it, it made his heart beat faster.

It was on your way home from grocery shopping, a small bag in your hand as Jungkook held your hand, walking silently. You and him had been slowly but surely become a couple like the one's you always dreamt of being when you were younger- the one that fought sometimes, yes, but would ultimately be together at the end of the day, doing simple tasks such as what you did just now. Jungkook somehow made even boring things such as buying mere groceries interesting, not just by making fun of other customer's outfits, but also by explaining things you didn't know. He loved that he somehow made your eyes light up in wonder whenever he told you about a certain dish he could try out with a vegetable you've never tasted before. Or that awkward moment you said you hated brocolli, just so he could correct you and explain to you that no, you've eaten it a lot actually- he was just really good at making food taste how you liked it. He felt proud when you told him, with magic in your eyes, that he was incredible.

Because when you said it, he really felt like he was.

It all happened so suddenly, you didn't even notice yourself slip out of fear and shock- and even Jungkook didn't notice at first. A stray dog had walked up to you, but, contrary to all those cheesy movies where you'd pet it and it would be on its way quick after, it turned out to be not a stray at all; because the man that owned the big dog was desperately trying to catch up to it, leash in his hand- collar still attached to the hook.

Jungkook had never reacted so quickly in his life before, as he pushed you behind him, sucessfully shielding you from the violently barking saint bernard in front of him. You held onto his jacket in complete terror, mind filling with nothing but the loud barks as you were sure this was a nightmare. Don't get it wrong, you loved dogs- but this one wasn't so sweet.

"I'm so sorry!" The man yelled, slipping the collar back around his dog's neck, making it a bit tighter to make sure his pet was secure this time. "He just slipped out, are you two okay?" He said, and Jungkooks voice spoke out, calm, but firm in its tone.

"We're good, but please make sure to boy a harness or something, sir." He said, and the man apologized again, hurrying on his way while the dog still pulled violently and untamed at the leash.

"Baby? He's gone, you can let go now." Jungkook says with the hint of a smile in his voice, one that quickly vanished however once he feels you sniffling against the fabric of his jacket, as your head shook in denial. "Sweetheart I can't check up on you if you hide like this." He explains calmly, glad that your apartment building was already in sight. He knew that you had probably slipped, and he was unsure how to deal with that in public; it wasn't like he was ashamed of it, but he knew that others would judge you quick and easy, and he didn't want to push you into such a bad situation. "Can Kookie check up on you, baby? You're worrying me." He says, and at that, you slowly let go of the fabric, as he turns around. His heart clenches at the sight, tear stained cheeks and nose all red already. He quats down in front of you for a second as he rubs your arms comfortingly. "There we go, everything's fine, yeah?" You nodded after a moment, but refused to speak. "That was scary, wasn't it?" He asked, and you nodded, still quiet. "Let's go home, okay? We can continue that puzzle we've started yesterday, alright? And Miri is waiting, too!" He said, and at that, you nodded more excitedly, even though you still seemed timid.

But you still held his hand tightly, only letting go once you were in the safety of your own home- calling him your hero with a quiet voice he almost didn't catch.

Jungkook really enjoyed both sides of you.

Just like he did now, searching for the right puzzle pieces to place, silently watching your innocent, concentrated face. In a way, it was healing for him; since he never truly had a good childhood himself, this was somehow like a chance to enjoy all of these things he missed with you- a fact that made all of these experiences even more special to him. "Baby, I don't think that fits there." He chuckled, correcting your placement of a piece that didn't fit the edges of the picture it was trying to build. You huffed, before yawning, eyes glossing over with sleep. "Hm, this one is hard, isn't it?" He asked, running his hand over your head before pushing some hair behind your ear. "I think my baby needs to recharge her batteries, hm?" He asked, but you shook your head after a moment, making him raise his brow in question. "Oh really? Miri, what do you think?" He asked, the dog immediately skipping over, excited to be given attention so suddenly. She immediately went to sniff your face, making you giggle. "See! I knew she'd agree with me!" He said, and you laughed full on when the dog went to lick your cheek. "Alright then, Miri, off!" He called out, the dog immediately stopping her actions at the sound of his voice. Jungkook had been unsure on how to train a puppy at first, but overall, he'd done a pretty good job at keeping her fierce temper under control.

Even throughout her violent phase of chewing on pretty much every fucking thing.

So after making sure you were comfortable on the couch, he simply sat down at the puzzle laid out on the living room floor to continue silently. However, shuffling could be heard as he look towards the couch, where you'd previously been laid down on; your tired form talking towards him with eyes barely open. He chuckled when you simply flopped down close to him on the floor with your blanket, head on his thigh as you sighed in comfort. It was second nature to him almost, the way his hand immediately found your head, gently stroking your hair as you drifted off.

Days like this were nice, he decided.

Typically when you came home, Jungkook would greet you at least with a call. Today however, you heard nothing; something that immediately set something off inside you.

Searching for him wasn't a long process- after unleashing Miri into the apartment, you went straight into the bedroom where he's usually be if he's not feeling too well. And sure enough, there he was- weirdly pale and visibly uncomfortable, even in his sleep. Squatting down in front of the bed, you gently felt his forehead, just to simply detect that he was slightly sweating, but had no fever whatsoever. "Koo?" You asked, and he stirred a little, opening his eyes, a little red looking.

"You're home? I didn't even hear you." He said, before he ran a hand over his face. "Sorry, I think I'm coming down with something." He explained, and you nodded, simply telling him to lay back down and take it easy. You made a mental note to maybe cook something light since he never really had much of an appetite when he was sick.

"Is it just me or is it cold in here?" You asked, brows furrowed as you noticed how chilly it was inside the apartment, despite the heater being set pretty high. Jungkook simply groaned, too tired to move much as he asked you to please close the curtains. You followed his request, worried figure dissapearing out of the bedroom.

However, something didn't sit well with you.

Maybe it was a simple gut feeling, but when the night slowly crept over the town, and you were slowly growing mildly dizzy yourself, you decided to make sure that your suspicions were correct, slowly walking towards the heater in the living room. It was chilly, but the heater was set to full power. And somehow, after looking at Miri whining in her bed, aimlessly pacing around, it seemed to click inside your head.

Jungkook had been home all day since last evening.

The apartment was cold, the heater's on.

Miri was already looking just as bad- and your own headache told you that this was exactly what you thought it was.

You instantly shot up from the couch, knocking your knee into the edge of the table which made you fall- the edge of the table ripping at your skin on your arm, painfully scratching it open. But it was as if you didn't feel it. Ripping the bedroom door open clumsily, you immediately opened the window, turning the heater off, before you went to wake Jungkook- or at least, try. "Kookie! Jungkook, wake up, come on!" You begged, shaking his shoulder as he slowly somehow came to his senses. He wasn't really awake- but he wasnt unconscous either. "Fuck.." You whispered under your breath, grabbing his phone and calling an ambulance- the dispatcher telling you to try and get him outside or to a place with fresh air.

But this was Jeon-I-love-working-out-Jungkook.

There was no way you could carry him all those stairs.

So you ran out the door, uncaring to close it, and knocked at your neighbours door- a familiar face looking at you with surprise. "Y/N?" He asked, visibly stunned to see you; teary eyed, with a bleeding arm, and clearly distressed.

"Namjoon, I think we have a gas leak in our apartment.. Jung-Jungkookie- they said I should get him outside but he's too heavy-" You pressed out, last words a little unclear as you finally broke. Namjoon simply went inside to grab his shoes and keys, before he closed the door, running towards your apartment, where he instantly grabbed Jungkooks arms, trying to somehow get him on his back.

"Jesus christ how much does he fucking weigh-" He swore under his breath, until he got a somewhat secure hold on the younger boy, walking out the door while you grabbed the dog, running after the two with the puppy in your arms.

Outside, the ambulance had just arrived, immediately attending to the both of you.

Seems like you owe Namjoon twice now.

Jungkook woke up with stinging smells and bright lights around him, some birds chirping outside the opened window. His arm felt heavy, fingers tingling slightly, and as his eyes adjusted to his new surroundings, he saw the cause of it.

You, with a bandaged arm, sleeping with your hands grasping his in your slumber.

He gently moved his arm, waking you, as you sleepily looked up at him, eyes suddenly widening as they glistened- a tell-tale sign that you were going to cry. "Thank god!" You said, head burying itself into his chest as he chuckled, a little confused on what was actually happening.

"What happened?" He said, partially also referring to your arm clad in white cloth, his inked hand gently touching it.

"We had a gas leak in our apartment." You explained, sniffling. "At first I thought you were just not feeling well, but then I started to feel unwell too, and Miri.." You went on, his hand running over your head to soothe you a little, noticing how you were getting wound up again. "And then I- I checked online and thought better be safe but you were sleeping, and you looked so bad so I called an ambulance and they said I should get you outside and I really tried-" You explained, and even though it hurt him to see your tears, he couldn't help but chuckle at that in amusement.

"Baby, you tried to carry me?" He asked, and you nodded. "My strong girl!" He teased, full on laughing when you playfully hit his arm to make him stop, a small smile on your lips. "But I highly doubt you got me even out of bed baby." He said, and a familiar voice chimed in from the door of his hospital room.

"No, but she was smart enough to get someone who could." Namjoon explained, casual clothes telling you that he wasn't there for work purpose. "I'm seriously questioning your body though. How the hell do you look like a yoga instructor but weigh as much as a professional wrestler?" Namjoon teased, making Jungkook groan in annoyance.

"Oh my god, now I owe him twice!" He said, playfully exagerating his reaction to the fact that Namjoon had helped them for the second time by now. "Please someone lay me back in my bed, I wanna die!" He said, and you hit his chest.

"No!" You said. "You're ready to leave me and Miri like that?" You said, playfully pouting as you turned away from him.

"Oh baby no, I take it back- nooo, look at me!" He whined out, making grabby hands for your just-out-of-reach sweater you wore, Namjoon laughing as he watched the scene unfold.

A couple of days later, Jungkook and you were sitting in your home again- with the pipes fixed, and plans of moving into a different apartment. For some reason, you didn't truly trust the apartment anymore- but maybe that would settle after a while.

"Hm.." Jungkook mumbled, looking at you as if checking for something, until he moved from his place on the couch, sitting up from his previously laying position. Without many words, he moved you onto his lap, his back resting against the couch, as he held you in place on his thighs. "You know everything's fixed right?" He asked, and you nodded- but he knew you simply answered to reassure him, not yourself. "Baby, I promise we can think about moving if you're really not comfortable- but let's settle down first, yeah?" He said, and you sighed.

"I know its stupid-" You began, but he quickly placed his pointer and ring finger to your lips, effectively shutting you up. You already knew that he'd argue that you weren't stupid, and you knew that- sometimes phrases like these just slipped out. So you playfully snapped after his fingers, making him shoot you a dark glance; a glint in his eyes that told you clearly that he was definitely up to play with you.

"Hm, did they never tell you to not bite the hand that feeds you?" He said, voice deep as he suddenly, and without warning, pulled you closer by your thighs, the abrupt movement forcing you to brace yourself against his chest with your hands, face inches away from his. "Or the hand that gets you off, in our case." He added, making you blush from his words.

You should be used to this by now, but somehow, as weird as it sounded, being together with Jungkook was never the same as the time before. He always found ways to make things different- either by taking it slow, or by introducing you to kinks and fantasies you never even knew were a thing. He loved excitement, loved to try out new things, even if sometimes they would turn out to be something he or you didn't enjoy. Somehow, he always managed to steer things around even if that happened however, turning an awkward situation into a sweet memory in the blink of an eye.

He groaned out lowly when you took his hand again, never breaking eye contact with him while you slowly guided his hand towards your lips- Jungkook instantly taking the hint, as he pushed his first two fingers between your lips, pushing down your tongue;

oh what a sight to see.

Both of his hands wandered towards your neck, never putting pressure- simply touching, holding you, and enjoying just how sweet you were being just for him. He loved these moments with you, these reminders that no matter how useless he felt whenever something didn't go his way, for you, he was always a hero. A knight in shining armor, your Master-

He could feel his pants getting uncomfortable at the thought of those words tumbling from your lips.

He'd probably introduce you to that someday else, because in that moment, he was way too impatient to think clear enough. He'd probably miss important clues that were sometimes so small that he himself wondered how he saw them- because you were dangerously submissive to him. He knew that if he asked, you'd do anything.

Even if you didn't like it.

"Hm.. I wonder if my baby can ride me this time?" He hummed, and you nodded, making him grin as he searched behind him for his hidden condoms in the couch- something you found quite funny at first, but by now you've gotten used to it. "Fuck." He groaned, noticing that there was no contraceptive hidden like it usually was.

"Thats a bad word, kookie." You playfully said, teasing him as he grabbed your behind quite roughly, raising his brow as his jaw clenched.

"Oh I'll make you scream out some bad words." He said, before standing up, throwing you over his shoulder in a manner that seemed to practiced to be simply winged out of nowhere. After all, this wasn't just a one time thing- he loved showing off his strength over you, and you loved it just as much in return.

Your body hitting the matress, Jungkook immediately grabbed your thighs again, pulling you to the edge of the bed where he already kneeled- placing your legs over his shoulders after almost rushing to get your clothes off. There was no gentle touching, no foreplay, he simply dived right in, pitch black eyes darkly watching you as you squirmed, back arching off the mattress every now and then in pleasure once he added the first two fingers into the game he was playing. "No smart words now, hm?" He hummed from his spot between your legs, amusement clear on his face at the sight of your trembling body. "But I'm not gonna let you suffer tonight, baby." He said, licking his lips before crawling over your body, hand reaching for the bedside table where he knew he had condoms stored in. "Take it as-" He said, while shedding his clothes before wrapping his length in the clear protection. "As a reward." He said. "For being my personal guardian angel." He said sweetly, before leaning down to connect his lips with yours. What was an innocent gesture at first, turned heated quite quick however; you would've never guessed, but Jungkook was a pretty messy kisser- open mouthed and tongue running over your lips, all while he guided his length inside you.

One thing Jungkook loved, was just how utterly small you looked underneath him. Not just that- but the way he could feel his own dick move inside you underneath his inked hand placed on your lower belly made him growl deeply as he rolled his hips in a forward motion, eyes fixed on the view he had of your cunt swallowing him as if it was nothing.

You were his.

For a long time, he didn't quite get the hype about saying that your partner belonged to you. For him, that was stupid- you couldn't 'own' a person, so why say that? But nowadays, he finally understood that no, this wasn't about ownership. It was about being able to simply have situations like these; moments of pure emotions and nothing else, with a person so devoted to yourself that you felt as if your entire life had their name.

He was yours.

Because even if he took on a more dominant role in the relationship, and a leading force in the bedroom, you had him in your hands at the end of the day. He was so utterly in love with you it sometimes hurt him to even think about it; the way you looked at him with so much adoration made him melt, the way you touched him with so much care made him feel so loved. He'd glady give his life to you if he had to choose between you and him.

"So sweet, just look at you." He mused, out of breath as he smiled, leaning over you again before kneading your soft breasts with his hands, kissing the delicate skin sweetly as he picked up his pace. "All mine, aren't you?" He said, and you nodded, mewling out something he didn't quite catch- but that was okay. "Gonna fuck you stupid, pretty girl-" He huffed out, biting the skin on your shoulder as he grew more and more sloppy. "Come on baby, cream on my cock," He grunted out, making you squirm- and open your mouth in a silent scream as Jungkooks hand found its way between your bodies, viciously moving his fingers over your most sensitive spot. The quick movement and the pressure of his length inside you finally made you come undone, hands desperately reaching for his arms as if that could save you. The orgasm you experienced made your vision bright, and unbeknownst to you, Jungkook came quickly after, panting to catch his breath, before he discarded the condom.

It took a moment for you to come back around, but when you did, the first thing you noticed was, that you were practically laying across his chest- his hand gently running up and down your arm, kisses being place on the top of your head as he bathed you in praise. "You're so sweet.." He hummed, before he noticed your eyes on him. "Welcome back princess." He grinned cockily, before placing a kiss ontop of your nose. "Come on baby, lets get you washed up and into bed, yeah?" He said, and you simply nodded.

Too tired to talk, and too comfortable in his arms to really move on your own. But that was fine.

He loved carrying you around anyways.

"You know.." Jungkook said, while you were both at the table, eating dinner. "I know I said I was uncomfortable with you calling me daddy, and I still stand by that." He said, and you nodded, unsure where he was going.

"I mean, yeah, you've said that but what does that have to do with-"

Suddenly, he leaned forwards after finishing his plate, eyes sparkling mischieviously. "I wouldn't mind hearing you call me 'Master' though." He hummed out.

And you choked on your fries.

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review roundup: billions 6x11 “succession”

still the funniest episode title possible! thank god they went with that instead of mike money! what did critics think of the episode?

New York Times: ‘Billions’ Season 6, Episode 11: I Like Mike

obvious choice of subtitle!

“Michael [expletive] Prince is running for president.”

There you have it, as summed up by Chuck with all his usual verbal panache.

these recaps really lose something to the nyt’s No Profanity rules.

Then there’s Taylor and Philip, the characters who theoretically give this episode, “Succession,” its title. (I’m inclined to believe it’s a cheeky reference to television’s other tale of the lifestyles of the rich and shameless; it’s a bit like that meme of the two Spider-Men pointing at each other.)

it absolutely is.

Taylor’s pitch involves the proverbial “move fast and break things” approach. Philip’s approach is more methodical. But when the dust settles, both of these wunderkinds realize they’re better off presenting themselves as a team of two, in which the strengths of one complement those of the other. This seems to free up space in their brains to finally puzzle out the why of Prince’s maneuver, and that why comes emblazoned with the presidential seal.

and that’s why their dynamic duality is so sexy and i will be so sad if it falls apart in the finale and they’re at odds all next season. (but i must still demand financial compensation for “wunderkinds” being dropped yet again.)

Running parallel to all of this is the surprise story line to which we were introduced last week: Wendy Rhoades’s book. Turns out it’s a nonfiction effort of sorts: “Rewards of the Ruthless: How I Make Wall Street Killers,” a chronicle of her tenure as Axe/Prince Cap’s performance coach. The book includes very thinly disguised versions of all your favorite traders, from the timid Tom (a Tuk analogue) to the hard-charging Lance (Victor all the way).

my problem is that it doesn’t — to our knowledge — include a thinly disguised version of taylor, which is the most compelling thing that could be in that book given wendy & taylor’s history, though their relationship's been out of focus lately. make it happen, finale!

But Wendy ultimately puts the kibosh on the book herself, burning it up with her Buddhist priest by her side.

still not convinced that’s the end of the book, given all the copies she left floating around among the prince cappers.

“In the end,” she says, “it’s a ride that only leads to needing more, which is exactly what I don’t need.” If only any other character on this show would realize the same.

god i wish! and i wonder if wendy will quit her job by season’s end. (not that i’d expect that to take her off the board forever…)

Am I the only person who wonders why Victor, Prince Cap’s most intimidating trader, is not in line for successor alongside Taylor and Philip? It’s weird to see him grouped alongside the likes of Ben Kim and Tuk instead of with the alphas.

because “most intimidating” does not equal “best suited to run the company,” maybe? did you even watch season 2, in which taylor proved themself most worthy of being handed the reins of axe cap despite not being One Of The Alphas, which was the entire point?

Vulture: Billions Recap: I Like Mike

jinx!

After last week’s sinister buildup, where audacious terms like “eating the dragon’s heart” were tossed around, finding out that Mike Prince is just running for president seemed like a giant letdown.

i wouldn’t call it a letdown exactly, but my reaction was basically “oh come ON,” so i guess i’m with you here.

Don’t get me wrong, I get that this is Billions’ take on the nightmare that was the Trump administration, and it did cross my mind once or twice that the presidency would be Prince’s endgame.

…no??? billions’ take on the trump administration was to strongly imply throughout seasons 3-5 that trump was busy being the president just out of frame and populating his administration with people like todd krakow and jock jeffcoat. the first half of season 6 made several even more obvious references to trump having been president, though the timeline (confused as it is) suggests he’s left office by now. and prince doesn’t resemble trump in any meaningful way beyond “rich white guy running for president.” there are lots of those! michael bloomberg would be a more apt comparison!

But I feel like we are just too burnt out to watch this storyline play out on screen again for two reasons: One, a power-hungry character making a White House grab is an overused TV trope. Two, we’ve already seen what happens when a megalomaniac does become president, IRL. And that was enough, wasn’t it?

i don’t disagree exactly, but if you’re looking at this through the lens of “prince is a trump analogue,” you’ll miss things. (and i doubt prince will actually reach the white house. as with the olympics, the point is to see what moves he makes and what he breaks along the way. it’s the journey, not the destination.)

While we’re still on the subject of giant letdowns, let’s talk about Wendy’s tell-all. I know her book about MPC needed to be a red herring so Chuck could emerge as the white knight self-tasked with taking down Mike Prince. And I know it was part of Wendy’s season-long Buddhist journey, where she needed to prove she could rein in her ego, but this whole storyline made me roll my eyes. Besides, burning a book in a Buddhist temple in 2022 doesn’t have much effect unless we see Wendy delete the manuscript from her hard drive.

wait until next episode to make this call! the book could come back for exactly the reasons you specify!

“Succession,” unfortunately, is one of those episodes where all the characters come off as uncharacteristically clueless until the final few minutes, making Prince’s big reveal all the more disappointing. It just didn’t make sense to me that Philip and Taylor took the entire episode to stop and wonder, “Hey, why is a guy at the top of his game forming a succession committee now?”

All the clues were there; it’s just that everyone on Billions is too self-absorbed to notice the details until the time is right.

you’ve answered your own question! philip & taylor in particular were too absorbed in the pitches they were making to their coworkers, and their feud with each other, to consider the bigger picture. only after they agreed to share power could they ask why this power was being handed down. (and in fairness to all the characters, most of them aren’t privy to prince’s vague conversations about Grand Plans and Doing The Thing like we, the audience, are — especially philip & taylor, who are miles away from prince’s inner circle. and they figured it out with less information than wags or chuck & dave had!)

That is, until a mysterious truck parks itself in front of Stately Prince Manor, switching on to reveal an upwardly ticking wealth clock of Mike Prince’s Net Worth (approximately $17 billion). As soon as the viral tweets and memes hit, New York City officials — and Andrew Yang — reverse course in their decision to partner with a guy who could easily fund the UBI plan by himself. Sure, the wealth clock is embarrassing, but how was Prince’s net worth not already public knowledge at this point?

someone’s net worth being public knowledge is not the same as someone’s net worth being displayed on a constantly updating billboard outside their house for anyone to see and for the internet to gleefully mock. just because you know a public figure is a billionaire doesn’t mean you know exactly how wealthy they are off the top of your head.

Oh, and did we ever figure out who was behind this prank in the first place? It has Chuck’s fingerprints all over it, but he doesn’t ever take responsibility.

it’s very obviously chuck. when we the audience 1) hear a ticking clock, the sound that accompanied chuck’s revelatory yoga session last episode, over all the shots of the truck heading to its destination 2) see chuck’s former lackey allerd give the signal to unveil the billboard 3) hear chuck tell scooter that his job is “exposing mike prince, dollar by dollar, for the scourge that he is” after the billboard’s gone up, it shouldn’t be necessary for chuck to say “i put up that billboard” any more clearly than he already has.

Around the same time, Chuck informs Scooter he’s turning down Prince’s offer.

turning down prince’s offer was simultaneous with admitting to having put up the billboard! scooter even described it as chuck telling on himself! remind me who’s clueless again?

And how poetic that just as Prince’s two potential successors reach a détente after fighting over literally everything, even alternative milk, Philip (Team Oat) and Taylor (Team Soy) put two and two together as well.

Philip reveals to Taylor that Prince has suspiciously never formed a succession committee at any of his dozens of companies before now.

is that poetic, or just sensible? taylor wasn’t going to ask philip what he knows of prince’s motivations while they were still fighting.

Likening Prince to Martin Sheen’s demagogue character from The Dead Zone, Chuck is about to enter the righteous fight he’s been preparing for his whole life: He’s going to save his beloved country from the king “who ain’t satisfied till he rules everything.”

thank you for properly acknowledging the closing song.

The “Succession” episode title feels like one big troll, doesn’t it?

it does! especially given that brian has never watched succession and has said he won’t watch it until billions is over!

Now that she’s put her congressional run indefinitely on hold, is Kate Sacker destined to do nothing more now than haunt her former employers’ offices with tired intimidation tactics?

now that’s just not true. next week she’ll accompany prince to some kind of meeting with dave and chuck and ira that will end in someone being arrested and indicted! much more exciting.

Entertainment Weekly: Billions recap: All is fair in love, politics, and war

someone didn’t get the memo!

While Taylor and Philip pitch their respective visions for MPC to their colleagues, Taylor taking a clinical, data-driven approach while Philip tries to woo them with a night out, Prince once again finds himself in Chuck's (Paul Giamatti) crosshairs.

that’s not an accurate description of their pitches. maybe it’s true of the settings they chose for those pitches — taylor’s catered lunch at the office versus philip’s night out at the bar — but taylor’s stated approach is event-driven and aggressive, while philip wants to play it safe by sticking to data and research. the first point taylor makes is that they’re no longer the numbers-focused data-cruncher they were when they came to axe cap!

This move by Chuck is meant to derail one of Prince's next moves, which is instituting a universal basic income (he wants to call it Mike's Money) throughout New York.

no ’s. just Mike Money. it’s cleaner.

Billions is clearly going bigger and bolder with the season finale around the corner, and Chuck and Prince are far from being done with each other.

assuming chuck doesn’t end the season in prison and get written out forever, of course.

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I watched Nightmare on Elm Street last night based on your recommendation. It’s refreshing to see a character like Nancy who is able to be so independent and proactive about her own fate. It frustrated me to no end how no one listened to her (especially her boyfriend), but then I guess that was the point.

She’s such an amazing character. I really recommend you watch, if not the whole franchise, then at least Dream Warriors and New Nightmare — you don’t need to watch the other films to understand them, they’re the ones that cover Nancy’s arc (and, well, Heather’s). New Nightmare in particular is just brilliant.

They’re films I watched as a child, so I don’t know what the experience of watching them for the first time as an adult is like, but I hope you enjoy them.

And yeah, I think that’s one of my favorite aspects of horror movies: no one believes the character, but ultimately they’re proven to be right and telling the truth. It’s always so validating. I especially like the scene when her mother tells Nancy she’s sick and imagining things, but also lets slip that she knew Freddy Krueger. “You knew about him all this time?” always breaks my heart.

Dream Warriors is very rewarding in that sense, because Nancy comes back as an adult, and helps kids who are going through what she survived. Their relief when she believes them is just so ;-;