#this has been the last few days for me lmao

[gremnda]

My realm sona!!! I did a bit of brainstorming last night and I've got some more doodles sketched out, i'll post them all soon :]]

Literally the last time i got so excited about making a sona was back in dsmp days with the subtwt academies, when i made my parentstwt academy sona jhjkhjdf

Hopefully semi-coherent lore ramble under the cut

Okay so guys. Hear me out.

I rewatched Good Omens a few days ago and you Know i'm mixing my hyperfixations together LMFAO

tr!Grem, goes by he/him, probably has been alive for 2000 years, a newer demon, his job in Hell is to handle documents of every new damned person. So imagine Furfur from season 2 but it's my little demon guy instead. Absolutely hates his job, wants to escape and somehow ends up in the Realm (he switches himself with another new red faction player. probably kills & replaces them)

So now you have this demon guy who is not exactly telling people he's a demon but definitely not trying to hide it- at red faction, with a kill quota every week.

He very much has a salesman type of personality. He opens a flower shop as disguise, so when people question him about his murders he can look innocent and say he's just a flower boy. He's absolutely delighted about setting up traps, and doesn't care he has to kill people, ESP bc this realm is his ticket out of Hell.

Once he resets, Hell will catch up to him so he's running on desperation pretty much :] the ”yuor dead” graffiti and ”they never did learn to spell” is a reference to hell, they're very much looking for him but can't get a hold of him. (server whitelist of something idk)

Probably gets along really well with tr!Pili, Ros and Beky- just bc he thinks they're evil af and thinks it's super cool LMAO He's allies with tr!Bad but Bad might not like him very much after his 3rd fall trap in cathedral. 100% offered to kill tr!Pangi more than once for Pili during their many pangili divorce eras. Lets tr!Aimsey run tests on him for the funsies.

I'm thinking it'd be cool if he does get skulked later on but i haven't thought that far ahead tbh LMAO

Thank you for reading if you read this far!! Please can we get everyone to make Realm sonas so we can have our little characters hang out and vibe, it'd be so cool :3c

[ghoulishhx]

Hey queen!! ive just re-read heart eyes for the billionth time and was wondering if we could get a part two? (frank saying “show me” has genuinely been the only thing on my mind for the last few days)

anyways your writing is so so good and i hope you have a wonderful day/ night :))

you're not alone in that omg, i've been thinking about the "show me" since i wrote it lmao thank you for requesting a pt 2!!

18+ MDNI !!

part 1 - heart eyes

My Masterlist!

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Pairing: Frank Castle x Fem!Reader

Content Warning: SMUTTT, pillow humping, voyeurism, mutual masturbation, praise, choking, unprotected p in v sex (dont do this irl please), dirty talk, frank talks you through it

Wordcount: 1.7k

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✦ show me

“So, ya hump ya pillow thinkin’ of me, huh?”

“I do baby, while wearing nothing but your shirt too.” you taunt, climbing up to your feet. He groans at your confession, eyes rolling to the back of his head imagining you do this. You go to walk to the bathroom to clean yourself off, but he halts your attempts by grabbing your wrist and pulling you down to his eye level. He places his hand to your face, angling you to meet his gaze.

“Show me.”

His request stuns you, his eyes transfixed on your blushing face as he pulls you down lower to him. His chest rapidly rises and falls, jaw ticks and his eyes are void of all colour, his pupils lust blown. You bite your lip and grin at your boyfriend.

“You wanna watch me get myself off, Frankie?”

“More than anythin’ sweet thing. Want ya to give me a show.” he devilishly grins, reaching behind him to grab one of his pillows.

“Want me in your shirt too?” you wink, reaching down to remove your tank top and shimmy yourself from your sleep shorts. Intent on giving him the show of his life, you slowly bend down in front of him to retrieve his previously discarded shirt. He whistles through his teeth at the view, subduing a groan he feels crawling up his neck. He can’t help but reach out, roughly kneading the fleshy dough of your ass as you wiggle your hips in front of him.

“Tryna kill me off babydoll?” he grumbles, fist full of your ass.

“Haven’t even started yet, Frank.” you can’t help but giggle, his leaking cock already hardening once more as if he didn’t just get milked dry mere minutes ago.

“Then hurry along sweet thing, ain’t got all day.” he slaps your ass, the skin immediately reddening as he lets out a hearty laugh. You yelp, feeling even more arousal flood in your panties.

“Patience Frankie, ‘m getting there.” you pull his shirt over you, the material hugging your curves just right, your bare ass wearing only thin, lacy black panties peeking from the hem. You reach down and place a kiss on Frank’s forehead, climbing past him and situating yourself on his pillow. 

The moment you lower your soaked core makes contact with the plush of his pillow, you bite your lip. 

“Thas it doll, make y’self feel good f’me yeah?” he climbs to the back of the bed, leaning against the headboard getting comfy. You shoot him a smile as you begin to rock your hips back and forth. The whimpers you let out send more blood right to his cock, impossibly hardening his member. 

The sensation of your slick cunt rubbing so deliciously against the fabric, your panties getting caught around your bundle of nerves, Frank’s eyes bearing into you as he begins slowly touching himself makes you more turned on than you ever have been before.

Frank hums appreciatively at the sight before him,

“Look at you baby, my needy fuckin’ girl. Attagirl honey, just like that.” his eyes don’t leave you for a second, relishing in the way you’re coming undone for him before his very eyes. 

“Mhm.. feels.. Feel s’good Frankie fuck.” your hand travels to your clothed breast, tugging and squeezing at your hardened bud.

“Say m’name again, pretty girl. You tell me who’s makin’ ya feel good hm? Who’s doin’ it for ya baby?” he asks breathily, steadily pumping his cock in front of you, while you hump his pillow desperately. 

“Y-you Frank.. All you shit only you.” you’re whining at this point, so desperate for your own release. Just watching him so attentive to every action, every thrust of your hips against the pillow, you know he’s getting just as much pleasure as you are just from watching. 

“Damn right darlin’. M’name sounds so pretty comin’ from your lips sweet girl. Ya gonna cum for me now?” he reaches forward, shoving his thumb in your opened mouth. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, making your body jerk. You’re so addicted to his touch, his taste. No matter how much you try, your orgasm isn’t coming. You place both of your hands on the pillow, steadying yourself as you hopelessly grind down harshly, taking his thumb deep down your throat.

“C-can’t Frankie.. I need.. Need you.” you lift your hands up, reaching for him. He chuckles at your attempts, maneuvering his fingers under your chin, digit still between your lips. Your heart eyes meet his,

“Aww my poor girl, can’t get off without m’help huh? Need your Frankie hmm?” he teases, enjoying how desperate you are for him, relishing in your needy whines and moans of his name.

“I do.. Please Frank. Need you to touch me.” you take his thumb as deep as you can, eliciting a gag from the depth of your throat. His cock twitches at the sensation, groaning at the feeling. He was just as needy for you as you were him, yet he wanted to keep teasing you.

“C’mon baby, you’re almost there. You can do it sweetheart.” he coos, inching closer to you, placing his lips on the sensitive skin of your neck, sucking and nibbling at the skin hoping this will aid the cause. It’s evident it does, feeling his hot mouth on your neck makes your clit throb. He takes ahold of your waist, guiding you across the pillow while he suckles on the crook of your neck, whispering praise and sweet nothings in your ear. It’s not long before his touch leads you to ecstasy, you see stars as you finally get the pleasure you’ve been chasing. You can’t help but grab the hem of his shirt you’re wearing and bunch it up above your chest, exposing your tits to him. He moans at their release.

“Attafuckingirl doll, knew ya could do it. Shit, that's it. Let it all out f’me” he whispers, pulling you into a bruising kiss. You moan into his mouth as you reach down to his throbbing cock, softly pumping him as you continue riding the pillow, extending your orgasm for as long as you could muster. Frank lets out a primal growl as he feels your touch where he needs it most, he loses all control as he pulls you off of the pillow and into his lap.

“Watchin’ ya ride my pillow made me jealous princess, wanna feel it for m’self now, ok?” he grunts as he glides your soaked core against his cock, he can’t help but moan feeling how wet you are, your juices painting him. You whine at the overstimulation of his tip touching your clit, nudging it as he gathers your slick as lube. He lies back onto the bed as you hover above him, pushing his girth inside of you. The stretch makes you wince, his thickness always shocks you whenever he first pushes inside. The pain so sinfully delicious. 

“You can take it doll, tight squeeze.. Fuck that’s it.” his head falls back against the bed as he fully sheathed himself inside of you, the head of his cock kissing your cervix. You adjust to the position, the feeling of being so full required you to take a moment before moving. 

“Fuck Frankie.. You’re so deep ohmygod-” you’re cut off as he begins thrusting slowly inside of you, his patience gone out the window. He needs you, and he needs you now. You rest your hands on his chest, stabilising yourself as you grind down on his cock, matching his movements as he bounces off of your sweet spot. You’re both moaning messes at this point, being so pent up and desperate for one another.

“So fuckin’ tight baby, like you were made f’me. Made to take my fuckin’ cock.” he groans, wrapping a hand around your neck as his pace hastens, squeezing gently on your pressure points. The feeling is dizzying, being fucked so hard the feeling of his hands around you only elevates your pleasure.

“Takin’ me so well doll, my dirty fuckin’ girl.” he slams into you, the room filled with nothing but the sounds of your shared moans and your sweaty skin slapping against each other.

“Fuck Frank ‘m so close please.. Don’t stop oh my god right there.. ohmygodohmygod fuck-” your moans are borderline pornographic as you raise his shirt over your chest once more to gain access to your nipples, about to cum for the second time tonight. Your eyes roll to the back of your head, but Frank’s voice brings you back down to earth.

‘Eyes on me baby, wanna watch you fall apart. Cum f’me doll.” he groans as your eyes meet his, feeling like he was close now himself. You walls clamp around him as you milk him dry, juices flowing out of you as you cum hard around him. The force of your orgasm sends his cock out of you, followed by a stream of squirt all over his toned stomach. He elongates the stream, teasing the head of his dick along your clit, the juices coating him fully as he plunges him back inside of you. 

He flips your body over onto your back and takes both of your wrists with one of his large calloused hands, pinning them above your head. He relentlessly slams himself inside of you, pace beginning to falter as he was on the edge.

“Fill me up Frankie.. Please. I wanna feel you.” you whine, voice soft and intoxicating. Your words push him over as he spills his hot sticky seed inside of you, painting your tender walls white. He practically whimpers as his cock twitches and empties inside of you, marking you as his.

He collapses on top of you, moving to his side as he pulls you into his embrace, rubbing comforting circles along your shoulder with his fingers. You hum in his arms, dazed and cockdrunk.

“So fuckin’ beautiful, y’know that doll?” he softly speaks as he kisses the top of your head. “All mine. All fuckin’ mine.” he squeezes you hard, you can’t help but giggle to yourself as you feel his sticky stomach on yours, evidence of your orgasm.

“All yours Frankie, only yours.”

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a/n: i can't stop thinking ab frank in the ddba finale. he's rotting my brain i need him

my inbox is open!

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hii, not sure if this is acceptable but can you do ENA x a Fem!Reader who has her period and ENA is just concerned and scared in every direction, like she sees her s/o in bed clearly in pain and then she sees blood on the bed and she's panicking until her s/o says it's 100% normal

I just got over mine so this is perfect timing LMAO

........

Even in this bizarre world, you aren't free from the torment of periods.

But at first you weren't even thinking about it.

With all that's been going on and the various misadventures with your girlfriend, getting your period was understandably the last thing on your mind.

Until one morning (or whenever you woke up), you felt those usual cramps starting up again.

Then your whole body becomes tense as you sit up and discover blood on the sheets-

And of course, that's when Ena decides to show up.

"Gooooood morning, my dearest! How did you.....um....." She spots the bloodstains and freezes. Your bed looks like the crime scene of a recent murder. "Hey...um.... i-isn't your blood supposed to be inside your body?"

The sheer embarrassment of your girlfriend seeing you like this is enough to make you flustered, and wanting her out ASAP. "Ena, leave me alone for a minute. And close the door--owww.."

As soon as you try to stand, a painful cramp strikes you, and you're forced to sit back down.

Ena's standing there still, looking mortified. "A-Are you sure you're okay-??"

"JUST CLOSE THE DOOR PLEASE!!"

Immediately, you see her switch to her Sad form as she cries out apologies and runs away, slamming the door shut.

'Great...so much for a "good" morning..'

As soon as you're done taking care of things, you open the door to see Ena pacing back and forth, no longer acting hysterically but still looking very scared.

The moment she lays eyes on you, she's all over you.

"S/O! You're okay?? All your blood is back inside you?" She hugs you tightly. "I'm relieved. That was quite a scare you gave me!"

"I-I know it must've looked bad, Ena. And I'm sorry. I...probably should've explained this to you a long time ago..."

"Explain what, exactly?"

"....that this is normal for humans."

"...p-pardon??????"

The remainder of the day is pretty much spent with you explaining periods to her, while reassuring her over and over again that she can't get one because she isn't human.

She's quick to understand, and will do her best to take care of you over the next few days, going on quests to fetch you a heating pad or whatever you needed to feel better.

But of course, her Sad form might come out a lot because seeing you in pain also brings her pain. When that happens, she offers herself up as a "punching bag" for your emotions.

She even says you can yell at her if it helps. You obviously aren't gonna do that.

When your period starts up next time, she helps you manage it a lot better.

Although the sight of blood is still quite upsetting to her, she promises to stay by your side no matter what.

[armysantiny]

Longing – SCB

P: Changbin x gender neutral reader | G: fluff, angst (sorta) drabble | Inc: changbin and y/n working out, admiration, so much yearning and longing, one-sided love, implied dead character, changbin being self-depricating, changbin is in a mob family, part of a larger au, driving home together, tension, third person pov | Wc: 670 | W: | R: G

Min's notes: *walks in with a drabble two months later* hi, I'm back~...lmao, this is part of a larger au called welcome to maniac, and I don't think anyone that knows this blog other than @tinystarstay really knows about it, because I've relegated it to the chatbot blog of the same name until I can find a good place to start the story. This au is my baby, I can't wait to actually show it to people the way it deserves to be shown

Changin sighs where he watches y/n train from his seat on a bench, the sounds of their fists hitting the punching bag in a steady one two, one, one, two rhythm. They’re a vision, fiery passion fuelling every breath, and Changbin has to remind himself of every reason he has to not allow his relationship with y/n to progress any further. No matter what the ache in his chest says otherwise. He can learn to be satisfied with having them in his life like this.

At arm’s distance. Far away from the worst parts of his life.

Safe.

Because what else can the man do, when he can’t offer any semblance of a normal life? A normal relationship? In a world away from this one, the next lifetime maybe, where the two of them don’t have to be on their guard at every hour of the day. The thought’s enticing, a fleeting daydream Changbin entertains when he gets a chance like this to just sit with his mind.

There was another, before y/n, he recalls with a rueful smile. All cunning smiles, playful and dangerous, like a wolf in sheep’s clothing that was only ever docile for him. He craved that feeling then, that rush, and still craves it to this day. Misses the way he could forget about the family business and just…exist.

Except there’s no use pestering the dead.

“Hey, Changbin-ah?”

“Hm?” Is the answer that comes out of his mouth, y/n’s inquisitive gaze looking right at him as he blinks himself out of reverie.

“I’m ready to go now, thanks for hanging back.” Y/n’s gratitude comes easy, soft smiles as they undo the wrappings on their hands. And Changbin drinks it all in, despite how undeserving he is. He’s greedy for their companionship, despite his determination to not cross any lines, laughing along with the conversation they strike up on the way back to his car.

It's only a quick five-minute drive to y/n’s home, yet Changbin wants every second to last. Tapping his dingers against the steering wheel doesn’t help either. The clock still ticks on, and he’ll still have to part with y/n tonight, the one in question dozing off beside him in the passenger seat. He could…hypothetically drive around the block a couple more times to savour their company just a while longer, avoid the creeping weight of responsibility that awaits as soon as he gets home, but he shoves that idea aside. Changbin knows he’s been selfish with y/n’s attention more than enough for tonight.

And they’ll know if the journey takes any longer than it needs to.

Y/n always does.

“…up you get, sleepyhead,” is what y/n eventually hears, Changbin watching them with fond eyes. “We’re here. C’mon, get out of my car.” And wow. Not like the man hadn’t begged them to let him drive the pair of them to the gym and back. But whatever.

Perhaps they’re still tired, or it’s the sudden tension, but y/n isn’t so immune to the look in Changbin’s eyes anymore. Its depth pulls them in, threatening to drown y/n in its well of emotion. And maybe, just maybe, they can excuse their lack of a filter on exhaustion for now.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?” He’s playing dumb. Y/n knows he is.

“…like that. Like you’re looking for answers to something you can’t ask.”

There’s silence, after that. For a few long seconds, even the air is still. Breaking eye contact now feels wrong, a sin y/n didn’t even realise they could commit, but they have to. They’ll drown in Changbin’s gaze otherwise. Clearing their throat and rushing to collect their things, y/n exits the car. The slam of the door isn’t intentional. Each step to their front door is heavy, laden with unspoken words and all y/n wants to do now is head inside and process what on earth’s just happened.

A car horn. Changbin waves at them, expression light.

“See you tomorrow, yeah?”

Y/n waves back.

“Yeah.”

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[ninjasmudge]

red flags! 🚩🚩

this goat design belongs to @revenhaunted bc she made her goat so fun and a little nuts and im obsessed. weve talked abt them a lot and this song fits their vibes SO well

[triglycercule]

horrortale waterfall game broke me sorry (hey just like horror!)

[astranauticus]

DOUDOU - Tong Tong (嗵嗵）Translation

嗵嗵

Tong Tong

神明神明张开嘴

God, oh god, please open your mouth

让我知道我是谁

So that I may know who I am

它把我向天上推

It pushes me up, towards the sky

略过尘与灰

Over all the soot and dust

不得不停歇不停歇

Can't ever rest, ever rest

黑夜在背上飞

The night flies over my back

来狂���吧狂欢吧

Come and rave, let's rave

永远不下坠

And never fall

太阳太阳请你告诉我

Sun, oh sun, please tell me

为什么为什么

Why, oh why

遗憾那么多

Must there be so many regrets?

夜幕夜幕请你告诉我

Night, oh night, please tell me

该怎么做怎么做

What can be done, can be done

灵魂才不会破

To keep the soul from breaking?

嗵一声落下

"Tong!" it falls

果实嗵一声落下

"Tong!" the fruit falls

嗦嗦嗦嗦嗦嗦嗦

suosuosuosuosuo

我的脚下开了花

Flowers bloom beneath my feet

嗵一声落下

"Tong!" they fall

骨头嗵一声落下

"Tong!" the bones fall

可以了可以了

That's it, that's it

可以变回孩子了

we can become children again

神明神明张开嘴

God, oh god, please open your mouth

让我知道我是谁

So that I may know who I am

它把我向天上推

It pushes me up, towards the sky

略过尘与灰

Over all the soot and dust

不得不停歇不停歇

Can't ever rest, ever rest

黑夜在背上飞

The night flies over my back

来狂欢吧狂欢吧

Come and rave, let's rave

永远不下坠

And never fall

太阳太阳请你告诉我

Sun, oh sun, please tell me

为什么为什么

Why, oh why

遗憾那么多

Must there be so many regrets?

夜幕夜幕请你告诉我

Night, oh night, please tell me

该怎么做怎么做

What can be done, can be done

灵魂才不会破

To keep the soul from breaking?

嗵一声落下（壳中藏心惶惶）

"Tong!" it falls (in my chest, my heart is full of fear)

嗵一声开花（抬头见那天光）

"Tong!" the flowers bloom (look up to see the light from the sky)

嗵一声落下（浮生空空荡荡）

"Tong!" it falls (our short lives, empty and hollow)

变回孩子了（风带着我流浪）

Becoming children again (I wander on with the wind)

神明神明张开嘴

God, oh god, please open your mouth

让我知道我是谁

So that I may know who I am

它把我向天上推

It pushes me up, towards the sky

略过尘与灰

Over all the soot and dust

不得不停歇不停歇

Can't ever rest, ever rest

��夜在背上飞

The night flies over my back

来狂欢吧狂欢吧

Come and rave, let's rave

（就安心吧安心吧）

(Rest your heart, rest your heart)

永远不下坠

And never fall

飞过麦穗

Fly over the grain fields

飞过霓虹光辉

Fly over the neon lights

飞过墓碑

Fly over the headstones

飞过瓦砾堆

Fly over the tile stacks

[tetzoro]

good morning & happy friday friendz (ㅅ´ ˘ `) we have made it to the end of the week !! i hope you all have a wonderful day and an amazing start to your weekend !! friendly lil reminders : ෆ drink water ! unclench your jaws ! blow a kiss to the sky ! be gentle with yourself ! ෆ

[suckinitup]

HI SUCK MY BELOVED MUTUAL SUCKINITUP <3333 free ticket 🎟 to tell me all about spitfire she looks and sounds so fucking cool. also hi how are u. I've missed u on my dash 🔥💥💥🔥💥🔥💥‼️‼️

HI MAC HI BELOVED MUTUAL MACKERAL STUCK-IN-THE-GHOST-ZONE!!!! :D !! sorry this took me a minute to get back to i have been in Education Hell and then . Recovering From Education Hell. ive missed you toooooo king honestly i LOVE roleplay and oc and etc but the worst part is taking my insanity away from beloved mutuals' shared interests >:C pd s3 neowwwww pls anywya. anyway. :3 smiles sneetly. the spittle. my sportle. the girl of all fucking time. i got a new comp for christmas and literally All clip files except for one are about her...... hashtag normal. the crazy thing about spitfire. okay. the crazy goddamn thing. is that she was meant to be a Side Character. she was meant to be Quest Fodder. Interaction Bait. maybe develop a deeper relationship w the primary two characters but . instead she stole the Entire Fucking Show. Facts about spitfire -blasphemes -spits acid -has been spitting acid since she was 13 -has an older brother with p intense "contact everyone including the dead" superpower -loves brother -brother being taken advantage of by parents to run a super fucking expensive business speaking to the dead -brother hates this -parents indifferent to spitfire so she rebels. she still loves brother tho -their house is full of boards and pockmarks and broken chairs and holes in everything because spitfire's saliva is so fucking strong -there are parts of the house she's not allowed in like its so fucking. sucks -brother agrees its sucks and tries to be extra nice to her -brother gets a Good Idea -brother says hey. hey. i found this cool ass pill that will let me die and then come back to life later :D - hey. i think you should kill me

(rest under cut because im normal)

anyway -motherfucking 24 yo asking his 16 yo sister to kill him -'ive already taken the pill you have to do it now this is how we'll be free' -'we?' -'i know you're trapped too. please.' -she doesn't fucking want to -she wants to get the fuck out of that house -she loves him -she spits -blood everywhere. brains on the floor -ohgodohgod oh fuck -runs the fuck away -never sees her parents again -takes on full persona of vigilante -gets invited to stay in brothers new house or given a house of her own or basically anything she wants -fucking refuses because. god. she kinda feels sick every time she interacts with him after that -his home doesn't feel like her home it feels like his and he- -he feels like half a stranger -their relationship doesn't deepen at all it feels just as distant as when they were both living at home -more distant even -spitfire stays on her own. couch surfs and makes friends w drag queens and vigilantes and just hangs the fuck out -she wants to be a hero but her power is so destructive that she Can't

- shes a vigilante. helping out where she can and causing so soooo much property damage everywhere -she gets really good at spitting on the ground people are standing/about to stand on to destabilize them -hangs out like that for a few years. gets into problems and sidequests p often but is Chilling -this is where the rp started. she was MEANT to go and hang out w primary hero characters, The Enigmas -instead we thought it would be funny if she met gunge -gunge is @galaxy-starheart's character. he is evil goo and he eats people -he tried to eat spitfire -it went bad for him -she ate him instead -just a little -(she didn't know he was human at first) -(she used to always spit it out after biting people) -(but that time, to intimidate, she swallowed) -(she didn't know he was human) -(she swallows every time, now) -(she ate some cowboy once lmao) -(also gunge ate her sandwich and she's still pissed about that) -but they started up a convo and were getting along Great until she realized he was super fucking. scary because he started eating a live rat and she didn't wanna truck w that -he showed up again later anyway. through the next few weeks they kept popping into each others' lives and gunge the Most Evil goo: *saved her life *bought her medicine *gently carried her down some stairs after she broke her leg *burrowed into her leg to retrieve a bullet (and then fucking sold it in front of her to a powered pawnshop owner she introduced him to) *advised her to get a mask *respected that she doesn't like gore but also was a bit of an asshole about it -this is all great and also Bad. gunge is also super mega eating people. absolutely a supervillain. spitfire keeps going should I kill him??? I should definitely kill him. its a Good Thign to kill him right???? -kinda spirals in self loathing every time she hangs out with him but like. she also kinda feels a little special to be the special little guy to horrible goo -she starts feeling Safe with him -meanwhile the Enigmas and Gunge fucking hate each other -the Enigmas still need to interact with spitfire because one of them NEEDS to talk to her brother and she is literally their only link -she refuses to tell them anything about him because fuck that -she is a gossip she will literally spread rumours for fun and lie to have more fun. being tight lipped about literally anything is kinda not the norm for her -she told the evil goo that she met the enigmas -but she wont tell fucking anyone anything about her brother -she kinda murdered him. -she still feels super guilty for that and is going to protect him in literally any way she can -(complex family dynamics my LOVE) -anyway the Enigmas promise to buy her a suit for the tiniest nothing amount of info she gives them -she's like ok well they're obviously manipulating me because they want more info, -however. super suit -she kept going through clothes like a fuckign madwoman before that because her clothes. were not acid proof -becomes besties w the tailor -does NOT introduce gunge to the tailor because she thinks he would eat them -gotta rewind a lil bit here. powered pawnshop owner sold gunge a bunch of shit -spitfire made a deal w the pawnshop owner to NOT sell gunge acid resistance because then he could totally fucking kill her and she couldn't stop him -its expensive as fuck. pawnshop owner wants her to rescue his boyfriend from prison -she Hates that. she doesn't want to be a villain. she agrees anyway. -gunge. fights the enigmas. mega eats more people. gets captured. he is now in prison -spitfire Does Not Realize that. -she knows he's in prison and put away and etc etc. she's relieved she doesn't have to deal with him and complex feelings anymore -does not connect the dots. that now. he cannot be sold acid resistance. -she does not need to break the boyfriend out of prison

-she does anyway -your honour she is stupid -she also fucking accidentally breaks GUNGE out of prison -panicks the fuck about that but then he's her frozen cold little scarf and she's too busy escaping -ends up carrying him home for eight hours -during this time he shakes her belief in the heroes' organization -like fundamentally. like there was always this question of if he could villainize her -and this is the closest he comes -but then they get back to the city -he disappears and probably eats more fucking people. -spitfire feels fucking bad for not stopping him -next time she sees him she has her cool awesome suit. she was told by the tailor that someone tried to bug her suit. she's Worried -kinda fucking. angry too? feels like okay. this is where things go wrong. this is where shit fucks up. things are going too well for her. plans to ask gunge to check her suit for bugs and shes so PISSED just at the concept that, if he finds a tracker, he can fucking keep it -she's willing to give him the opportunity to kill the enigmas. the Heroes. -but only if they lie to her and she's not looking too closely and its just. its a big emotional wreck -a death sentence and pretending it isn't -but gunge. now that he is free as a nasty little bird. has killed a hero -and he's carrying around his head -and he's showing it off and laughing and spitfire feels sick -she asks gunge to check her suit anyway. if the enigmas have bugged her then are they really heroes kinda thing -she can't trust them -but there aren't any bugs. its fine. -spitfire is trying to ignore the head and trying to have faith that people will stop gunge again and it will be okay she just -needs to hang out and have faith in the actual heroes (because she should stop him. she can't. she should) -but she's SO fucking excited about her new suit -instead of a mask she has a helmet and its all black and leather and she has so many pockets and a protector for her water bottle -genuinely best thing she has EVER had -most favourite thing in the world -physical items she gets to KEEP. that she WONT destroy -and gunge -takes the helmet -and puts it on the severed head -spitfire is devastated -literally worse than eating her -she was so so sofucking excited for her suit. and now. he has Tainted It -and hes laughing and hes not taking her seriously (because he thinks shes a baby <3 and theyre friends so shes not a threat to him :] and he doesn't respect her !) and he leaves -and she goes back inside. talks to the pawnshop owner. gets the address for where gunge is going -and she calls the enigmas -and she gives him up -not because he hurt her -or hurt other people -or killed a hero -but because he fucked with her stuff

bonus fun facts about spitfire:

-she was fucking devastated by the 'friendship breakup' and what that said about her as a person -she was comforted by the civilian identity of one of the Most Powerful Heroes in the city -she realized this and ran the fuck away -she is currently a willing lab rat of a mad scientist and having Emotions about getting access to powers that aren't as destructive as her own -mad scientist might villainize her anyway -gunge still thinks they're friends lmao -also she is SO fuckign crass to the point that she embarrasses me to write for her sometimes

shes so fucking nasty okay like. Spitfire's Worst Sentence (so far) (responding to Gunge judging her for being crass): '"You're gonna get blasted up a dog's supercunt and squirted to the moon like the whiny bitch you are," Spitfire said, like she was offering something reasonable.'

Spitfire Gallery (more ive drawn since last time)

TLDR: i love her

[elliscousland]

i hope everyone had a wonderful new year celebration!!! it's been a really wonderful year of friendships & creativity. i'm not always super good at putting the entirety of my feelings out there but i feel like this year has just been a time of self & mutual discovery w the people around me & for that i am so, so, so thankful. here's to all the new things we'll learn this year too <3

[dickgreyson]

one of my essays from back when i studied philosophy is being put into a good answers guide at my university<3 not one of my good ones but

[hopecomesbacktolife]

thinking of rereading the entirety of HoME again. for my health

[anichibicore]

unfading sin

[easyaesthetics]

Imitates human behaviors to an uncanny degree, Akira remembers from the lab notes. Mimic skill on par with any natural predator that imitates another animal to lure in prey.

Scene from the amazing mermaid fic, I like to think I’m a good person by @relationshipcrimes (READ THE TAGS BEFORE BEGINNING)

[kgerbertt]

kaiagerber: mood.

[discoreptile]

As of yet unnamed game card art!