#wonderful ask watcher

[frosting-surfeit]

Why do you feel strongly about Dib having no surname?

OH. ughhhggpppffttttt- SORRY the posts i know wont be seen i assume will end up being just for me so i always talk in those ones as if everyone knows what im talking about so ahahh my bad for that srry so yeahhhhiiiIIIIIII really appreciate this ask a lot XDDDD

i LOVE LOVE LOVED the way it simply makes dib look like his own character separated by his family. Its silly. I know..... as someone who doesn't have the........best.........household situation and idea of "family" that is super pushed onto most in my country when i just want to be my own person because I AM (i am a stan of found family irl as well as in fiction) that ALSO- just so HAPPENS to have pulled through my childhood BECAUSE of how realistically the series portrayed dynamics in Dib's household and well... the idea of family itself....

I just have.... personal issues.... with the fact they GAVE Dib a family name when it was so much funnier and meaningful to me that they purposely didn't come up with one for whatever reason. I just.... would have preferred.... if they never really did....

For me it was also just a fun meta gag that no one knew Dib's surname if he even had one... i know there's literally just one gag about it in the show but i think it's lovely....

And it's just- you know??? DIB!!! IT'S DIB IT'S DIB IT'S JUST THE DIB! i think its cute for some reason to have a character who's name is so short it's literally only three letters long and decide not to give him a surname!!! It's Dib!!!! Dib's name is iconic and melodic enough on its own <333333333 no need to add more to it!!! He's just *zim voice* THE DIIIIIIBBBBBB!!! :3333333 :DDDDDD It just sounds so silly willy to me like this :3333333

But you're in luck!!! There's a video that explains it far better than i ever could!!

[shkika]

Watcher mof

I love watcher mof

Incredibly bird coded thangs.

I killed one on sight when i first saw them and they NEVER forgave me.

[solargeist]

your grian is literally so coraline coded

one of my favourite movies !!

[ampleappleamble]

just wanted to confess damn i love vaargys so much 🥺

awww thank you so much anon that's so sweet of you to say! here, have a him i drew just for you to express my gratitude ♡

vaargys loves ya too babey 💕👁💞

[theghoulboysblog]

How did you enjoy the first episode of season 3 of WWW?! 🤩

IT WAS AMAZING. IT TRULY MEANT EVERYTHING TO ME.

when i was told that weird wonderful world was dead all that time ago, i was so insanely devastated. it was (and still is) my favorite watcher series of all time. i have struggled with anxiety for a long time, and the thought of leaving my house makes me so nervous, but weird wonderful world made me want to explore the world and talk to people. it highlighted, friendship, curiosity, education, adventure, and human connection in a way that i thought was so unique and inspiring, and the thought of never seeing another episode again made me so insanely sad.

so when i watched that first episode, i was so beyond joyful. it reminded me that we’ve got this wonderful show back, this show that means the world to me. and it’s (hopefully) NEVER leaving again 😭🙏

i can’t explain how happy i am that i get to see new episodes of this little beautiful show. i know that love and kindness and human connection exist because WWW is FULL of it!!!

[tolerateit]

Worth it gang is back together, nature is healing 💖

my crops are thriving, skin cleared. peace and love on planet earth

[s0fter-sin]

Thinking you shouldn't have to pay for Watcher content is you being entitled, actually.

did i ever say i shouldn’t have to pay for it? no, i said it’s disappointing that i would now have to after years of it being free. it would be easier to take if they were completely changing and upgrading their shows or established that the stream wouldn’t just have their current shows and maybe discontinued ones, that it would be different from their youtube channel and worth the sudden charge, but it’s hard not to feel like they’re throwing their audience under the bus

[thesiblingsoftheblackandwhite]

★Finally, some good fucking angst★

★Keep it up, Blindy! I'm having a ball★

That makes one of us, asshole.

[megabuild]

Etho blamed his sadism in TerraFirmaCraft season one on the viewers. He never calls them Watchers, but he still scolds his viewers for "making" him kill a cow by brutally crushing it with cobblestone at the end of winter despite him surviving fine on the food he already had.

this is a really really good point and one i should probably have thought of before because etho *loves* not just to blame his viewers but also just tease and annoy them at any possible time. see the clay from chocolate island or stuff like this where he outright admits to leaving defunct builds up only because he gets comments asking him to tear them down. most if not all mcyters will have direct discussion with their audience like this but etho is interesting in that he actively pokes fun at and tries to frustrate his viewers.

irt my last post this would probably suggest he isn't actually that ideal a candidate for the watchers and is probably more likely to piss them off supremely especially since his perceived detachment from the games could be seen as an emotional detachment too, meaning they have nothing to feed off- depending on how you interpret it i think they'd either love or hate him but either way i would think he would be a very interesting player to them

[pharawee]

Hello~~ :D

I really really really want to read your Pit Babe novel commentary but I can't because I'm avoiding spoilers.

However! This is to tell you while I'm not interacting with those posts YET, I will most definetly rush to them as soon as the show is over. I am so curious about the omegaverse shenanigans. I need to know but I can't TT^TT

Thanks for writing them! Also, I love your blog. You're the best ❤❤❤

xoxo

PD: I had a lot of feelings so I had to put them somewhere (I wrote this vibrating with hype) :D

Hiii! 💜💜

You are so much stronger than me. I'm too nosy for my own good and look what that's got me: omegaverse shenanigans.

Also, thank you so, so much! That's so kind of you! 🥺🙏

I hope your have yourself a cosy weekend! 💜

[haunted-radishes]

Today's inadvisable activity: watching the entire first season of the TGCF donghua

[solargeist]

Oh oh if we're feeding Grian, I'd like to offer him a White Person Taco. (Don't want it to he too spicy for him!!!)

-Lunar (a white person who also can't handle spice)

omg right he's british he cannot handle spice ADJGKADJGK

i imagine Watchers can spawn food bc they know how it's made, like, every single component, i think if they offered him a taco he'd be genuinely impressed, like, its so much to remember.

he's also a bit iffy about the meat.

[unkn0wng1rly]

ryomen sukuna

cw: bf!kuna x gf!reader, grumpy kuna, lover boy on the dl, random ahh story

nobody believed sukuna had a girlfriend.

he’d mentioned it in passing once to his friends. their reactions?

“wait wait.. come again?” suguru choked on his drink, sitting up a little bit.

satoru burst into fits of laughter, clutching at his side while his childish giggles filled suguru’s basement.

across the room by the sofa toji raised his eyebrows. “what drugs did you give her to make her date you? or maybe you’re blackmailing her.”

it was the night before their first big ice hockey game of the season at their college and instead of prepping, they were drinking away and smoking pot.

all of his friends tore him a new one and teased and poked fun at him the whole rest of the evening while he growled and shouted at them to shut up.

sukuna was surprisingly not as aggressive as he normally would be about false claims which made them wonder a little bit what his girlfriend was like.

after cussing everyone out thoroughly, sukuna left a little early, going home and heading straight to bed.

the following day, sukuna and the rest of his team were on the ice, warming up by doing drills and stretching whilst the stands filled with watchers of both teams.

satoru slid his way over to sukuna, holding out his hand expecting a high five as he smirked that irritable smirk.

sukuna looked down and rolled his eyes as he sped up away from satoru, pushing harder against the ice.

“aww, you still mad about last night? y’know you don’t have to lie about having a girl, your looks are pretty much girl repellent anyway.” he snorted, suguru giggling behind his hand as he skated past them.

sukuna ignored the comments and manoeuvred the puck in-front of him with his hockey stick, practicing his handling.

his pink hair tousled underneath his helmet as he shifted on his feet, skating past a few of the players on the team they were playing against today.

he was focused on what was infront of him when his pink ears caught on to the conversation they were having.

“she’s bad as fuck, y’think if i asked for a good luck kiss she’d give me one?” the other guy laughed in the same annoying manner that satoru did.

“nah, she’s got a poster in her hands, bet she’s one of those fuckers bitch.”

sukuna’s head jerked a little but he remained zeroed in on the hockey puck. for a sliver of a moment he thought they may be talking about you, but he remembered specifically telling you not to come to his games.

it wasn’t that he didn’t want you there in the stands, but he didn’t want his teammates drooling all over you like he knew they would.

he was pacing up towards the goal, getting ready to make a shot when he heard something that made him halt aggressively, ice shavings flying around his ankles.

“sukuna!” a sweet sound he’d be able to recognise from miles away, his body reacted before he could even think, turning around, searching frantically for you.

and there you were.

his first thought was how beautiful you looked, but his second thought was why did you have to look so beautiful.

you wore a pretty little blue dress that barely covered your mid thigh, the same shade of blue as his jersey colour, your hair done up with a bow pinned at the back.

the smile that stole his heart was plastered on your face as you waved at him, a poster in your hands that read ‘go team’ in your cute bubble handwriting.

he ignored the looks of disbelief he got from just about everyone on the field, his only focus was you, skating over to the edge of the rink where you stood.

“y/n, ‘the hell are you doin here?” his voice is rough as he took his helmet off, holding it loosely in one hand as you throw yourself onto him, small frame mushed against his ridiculously large one.

instinctively, he hugged back, his buff arm slinked around your waist, taking in the smell of home, of you.

when toji brought the scene to satoru’s attention, who was still laughing about how angry sukuna was earlier, his smile fades comically and his eyes widen.

it looked so wrong. big old, tatted sukuna with a cute, soft thing like you. his aura would make people turn the opposite direction, what with those insanely coloured eyes, and then there was your vibe, frills and happiness.

“i know you told me not to come but i just really wanted to cheer you on for your first game.” pulling back from the embrace, you look up at him, showcasing the poster proudly.

he wanted to be annoyed, but he couldn’t find it in him. you looked so happy and he would rather kill himself than take that away from you.

when sukuna didn’t say anything but stare at you, you sighed and pursed your lips, your hand coming to run through his messed up helmet hair.

“i won’t come to all your other games, i promise.”

sukuna shook his head and pulled you in closer when you made a move to step back. given his silence, you thought he was ticked off at your presence.

“next time, write sukuna.” he frowned, watching the way your eyes lit up again after seeing he wasn’t mad.

you got up on your tip toes, planting a big kiss on his lips. “mwahhh” the pink gloss you wore transferred onto his mouth, the strawberry scented liquid shining on his mouth.

despite how obvious it was against his paler lips, he didn’t care. he took it as a token from his woman, he’d allow you to do all those stupid girly things to him.

even you yourself was surprised how lenient he was, but it was only because he was a fool for you, he was truly head over heels.

“and who’s this beautiful lady.”

sukuna was so caught up with you that he had forgotten he was due to play a game—with a bunch of pea brains at that.

gritting his teeth and closing his eyes, he let go of you as he turned around, facing satoru, suguru and toji, his other teammates frolicking like idiots in the back.

he opened his mouth but you spoke before he could.

“hi! i’m sukuna’s girlfriend, you guys must be his friends he’s always talking about.” you blurt out freely, making suguru raise his eyebrows.

“you talk about us at home ‘kuna?” toji drawls in a teasing manner and sukuna doesn’t hesitate to bite back. “nothing nice, don’t worry.”

satoru takes off his helmet, his hair still somehow perfect underneath that helmet as he flashed pearly whites at you, you weren’t sure if it was his attempt to try swoon you.

he was still trying to figure out how sukuna managed to bag a cutie like you and why you willingly wanted to date him.

“well, i’m satoru, if this asshole bothering you can come to me, yeah?”

sukuna’s eyes flash, and you notice it and quickly try to mediate before he got angry.

only you knew the extent of his possessiveness, and it reached out quite far. he tried to come off stand offish about things like that but his body often reacted before his mind did.

he just felt like it should be basic, common knowledge. you’re his, only his, everybody else should rip their eyeballs out in your presence

your hand curls around sukuna’s gloved one, he could feel the warmth of your touch through the thick material.

“thanks, but i think it’s the other way around, maybe you should offer him help instead of me.” you speak so sweetly it almost doesn’t register that you just rejected his attempt to smooth talk you.

suguru laughs at the way you shut down satoru in the politest way possible, the playboy who seemingly got everyone he ever wanted.

sukuna looked down at you again, feeling a sudden, childish, urge to show off to his dumb friends that you were his, that you hadn’t wanted any of them except him.

without thinking much, he grabbed your chin and gave a firm, claiming kiss on your soft, pink and glossed up lips. you were initially surprised but melted immediately into his lips.

you could tell that it was less about passion and more about making a statement, but you were happy either way.

the black haired man with a scar on his lips whistled and patted satoru on the back condescendingly.

“nice try bud.”

when he pulled away, his lips were more shinier than last time, but he still didn’t care. in fact, part of him wanted to kiss you just so he could taste that intoxicating lip gloss of yours again.

“i better hear you cheering me on.” sukuna gruffed, he was like a moody toddler who tried to pretend to be angry even when he was all giddy on the inside.

you were happier than ever, eyes creased up as you nodded. “good luck babe, good luck boys!”

a bummed out satoru skated away, suguru trying to console his ego whilst toji winked at you before leaving with sukuna, bombarding him with questions about you that he’d never answer.

this was precisely why he didn’t want you near his friends or at his games.

but knowing you were in the crowd, cheering him on, gave him a sense of comfort only you could offer him.

you were his soft spot, he knew it, you knew it, and now his friends did too.

it was also, by nobody’s surprise, that sukuna’s team won by a mile, sukuna being the mvp.

his friends teased him, saying he was showing off for you, but he didn’t even bother much to deny it, leaving them and skating up to you where you were screaming and clapping, all for him.

sukuna could barely get off the ice before you were kissing him everywhere on his face and hugging him.

although he tried to act like you were doing too much and made a pathetic effort to move away from your kisses, he had a singular thought at the back of his mind as he smirked slightly.

he could get used to this.

[grotesquevi]

18+ minors and men dni, camgirl!reader, fucking-machine(r!receiving), ejaculating dildo, kind of loser!ellie, she has a serious parasocial relationship here, masturbation.

side note  #  this saddens me as it was a part of a three-part series i made for my previous blog vicorices when reaching 800 followers, (the blog's terminated by tumblr out of nowhere if you're confused) rip vicorices one minute of silence for all the things gone. there's a sevika and vi version too connected with the same site and the same cam!girl user, hope you enjoy my slutty and much more fag version of avengers: endgame // also, you wanna look at the directory?

‎‎‎‎‎ ㅤㅤ ‎‎‎‎now that you’re here? check out z_vika's or cherryvi's file.

lately, ellie's been dreaming about you.

it's not like she knows you — she don't. but you're on her computer screen every night, on her phone during the day and it's constant, so constant you're there stuck on her braincells until she cannot function properly, until she needs to come home and see you again.

she's been stuck in this routine she cannot run from either, coming back from an exhausting five-hour class seasion on tuesday noon cause she knows that's when you scheduled your little live session back in hotdozed.com as you announced it the day before back in your socials.

so it’s fair to say ellie's once again locking the door, hidden in between a dozen of poorly-hanged posters and the white walls of her room, she closes the curtains cause she don't want to be disturbed in such an important moment: she’s usually like that. long, slender fingers shoved deep inside a needy pussy until she's there, legs spread on each side of the gamer chair she spends hours playing in, dildo kissing her entrance, barely hanging on until she's forcing it inside and the girl tries to resist, hold her release as long as possible but you're there on her computer screen face-deep in someone’s cunt and fuck she’s creaming all over. it’s always the damn same.

she gets why your username is miss death.

the image of you is sharp there on her computer, backpack on the floor, ellie's phone buzzes with some message she don't care about since you're there on the screen already and she's minutes late to your live transmission. any annoyance's being quickly erased when she sees the three-pieced-lingerie you're wearing as the music, distorted but clearly sounding like deftones, plays in the background of the neat room you’re in, patiently waiting for more people to join in.

there's a cigarette on your hand and ellie can see the smoke in the air as you dance seated comfortably on the couch she has seen million times before and god — she cannot start masturbating already. you're just there, being normal, and ellie refuses to touch herself until she sees you dripping for the camera.

"spacemoth has joined" you read getting closer to the video screen, giving a good sight of your tits as she can see your smile — "hey there baby, nice to see you here. was wondering if you were going to see me today."

now. ellie’s breathing gets stuck in her lungs for a moment cause you don't ever said anything to her directly, but it’s more than enough to make her squeeze her thighs together in pure, unbridled desire. underwear already dampening as you smoke unaware of the way she's leaking already for just a simple greeting.

"i can't say hi to everyone here ladies-" you chuckle in the stream when the chat claims your attention since they want to be welcomed like that as well "there's too much people here- i'd never finish. spacemoth is some loyal watcher i recognize don't get jealous."

you recognize her. sweet fuck, she’s your most loyal dog and you recognize her.

⠀⠀zvika: loving the set, death.

⠀⠀hashfag: ass looking yummm

"you like it?" you ask, getting up just to show your lovely underwear, tiny g-string, flowery details on your bra that seems to hold your tits just in place: looks expensive, good, makes ellie starve — "been buying some things to surprise the public you know?, you're the ones who let me afford this things so might as well put up a good show."

it all downhill from there, plain nasty.

missdeath has always been fucking filthy, and maybe that's why you're one of the top creators in hotdozed, but today? today you reached a whole new level of sacrilege when there's this mechanic sound in the air mixing well with the rock, slow music and your moans as the camera gives a hella good view of the fucking machine pushing the leaky dildo into your wet cunt like twenty minutes after you were greeting people so kindly. the cigarette’s consumed in the ashtray, and you’re slightly bend right at the waist so ellie can see your face in the screen as you use your hands to spread your ass-cheeks further apart and give an even better view of the swollen folds of your pussy, clearly struggling to take it all in: fucking dedication, pure sin.

so god-fucking-bless-ejaculating-dildos. it's a miracle cause ellie don't really know how she's not stuffing her own cunt with her fingers at the sight of you so fucked out like that, but she's absorbed there. paralyzed as she can hear through her computer speakers, the wet sounds your body makes when making room for the big dildo who's already painting your insides white.

it's a mess, your floor must be a mess cause everything's white as ellie seems to take pity on herself finally when her fingers rub on her neglected cunt, already in her undies cause she knows she wont be able to just watch — that she needs something to do about it, satisfy every end of her feverish needs. it drips from between your legs, stains your skirt, sticks in between your legs and all over your ass, the fake cum just keeps leaking and fucking leaking.

so yes, lately, ellie's been dreaming about you.

about being able to reach you, arms length — she'd pull you deeper against the fucking machine cause you can take it, she has seen it before, whisper against your ear how good you’re doing it, how warm you feel against her own body.

⠀⠀cherryvi: such a good slut taking cock, push it deeper.

the subscriber sends a good amount of hd-tokens that seems to be a lot of money, must be since ellie can see your hips moving down and you're bending just in right angle so the machine is pushing the dildo balls deep and good-fucking-life, cause you look full. cock must be rubbing consistently against your cervix and ellie herself is parting her legs wider to finger-fuck herself better, your moans get louder, gripping on your tits, and it's a miracle that you're even standing, cause your legs are shaking so much she doubts you can keep on your feet.

"will you fill me out this good with your strap huh?" you ask looking at the camera from over your shoulder, half lidded eyes, you can barely finish the sentence, distorted expression already as the cum continues to leak from between your legs — "bet you'd fuck me even better, even harder.”

"oh-fuck," ellie moans, face hot, her body temperature rises until she's sweating, cursing under her breath as the wet sound of her own cunt being overused mingles with yours throughout the shiny, dirty screen — "that's s'good-"

she can see the moment your fingers make when you turn on the speed of the machine even faster, a hollow, almost choked out sound filling the room you're in as the microphone seems to catch every noise of it, the pornographic noise of your moans, the way you shake and you force yourself to keep taking it either way, barely resisting.

ellie likes it because it's real, much real when the average content creator only moans for a male audience all dumb and dull, don't fake it like other users in hotdozed. the pleasure that's contorting your face it's real and tangible, your erratic movements taking cock like you were made for it are nothing but true and fucking delicious.

shit you'd look so good with her cock nestled inside, warmed up, slippery as ellie fills you out.

and she'd like to send you money too. be actively commenting like other users do but her hands are busy, way too busy when a wet, lewd sound fills the air every time she thrusts her fingers inside and her cunt clenches at the invasion of three digits curled all the way in. it's imminent, crashes like thunder and it's a disaster just like your damn stream — ellie’s leaking all over her gamer chair and you're trying to resist cause the hd-tokens keeps coming until you finally cum, not really stopping but making the machine go slower, slower until you're falling into the couch and you're smiling, still pushing the fake cum from inside you as you make a nice close up of your used, swollen pussy already sticky.

⠀⠀spacemoth: always taking it like a champ.

ellie’s donation catches your attention soon after, and she can see it too: barely focused gaze reading her comment before smiling at it, glistening cunt, arousal already well mixed with the white cum still leaking out.

“you liked it?” you’re talking to her, must be. rough voice, strained as you’re staring at the camera, letting the public have a good look of your still tweaking pussy as you try to catch your breath “are you going to stay and keep playing with me spacemoth? don’t leave yet.”

and ellie’s making another donation this time, a higher one than before cause fuck it: she wont buy shit online for a while, this is important.

⠀⠀spacemoth: gonna shove those pretty fingers up in your pussy? you’re dripping and missing a lot of cum baby, please push it in.

shit.

she’s going to masturbate again now, it’s an utter need as she’s turned on as ever again when you’re doing what she asked without a second though.

yes, it's fair to say ellie loves the internet.

yeah. fair to say she loves hotdozed and her little miss death.

[bluerosefox]

Always Favors You

Another Sibling Danny and Jason idea!!

"Are you Jason Peter Todd?!" demanded a deep and commanding tone from the strange glowing being in front of them.

All the Bats stiffened and tensed, no doubt gearing up for a fight against the being that somehow knew Red Hood's full name.

Jason, Red Hood, decided to put on a brave front despite no doubt cursing in his head and wondering how the heck did this thing know his full freaking name.

"Whose asking." he snarled out, his hands twitching for his gun when the huge glowing knight with purple flames coming out of his helmet and cape, who was riding on a nightmare looking horse while they all had been in the cave going over tonight's patrol.

The Knight didn't seemed bothered by his response nor did he even seem to care or flinch when Batman made his own demand on 'Why was he there and who was he' or when Damian unsheathed his sword and pointed it towards him. Instead the strange glowing Knight reached to it side and pulled out... A glowing scroll? Huh. (Also he completely unnerved everyone in the room when the Knight didn't even react when Batman had tossed a Baterang when he reached for his side)

The Knight opened the scroll and spoke clearly with purpose.

"Jason Peter Todd,

You are hereby invited as a special guest of honor to the crowning of our future King of the Infinite Realms.

Daniel Phantom, once Daniel Jackson Fenton, and once Daniel Austen Todd.

Prince of the Infinite Realms, the Keeper of Balance, The Peacekeeping Halfa, the Defeater of the Tyrant King Pariah Dark, The Great One, Youngest of the Ancients, Ancient of Space, The Bridge between Life and Death.

You, the half-brother of our King, have been given the highest of honors for your past actions and will be given housing and food in the Realms and Phantom's Keep, for the week long event. Personal servants and attendants will be at your disposal and a seamstress will be on hand to tailor make your attire for the Coronation.

Signed: Clockwork. Ancient of Time. Watcher of the Infinite Timeline. Kronos. Mentor and Adviser.

PS: I shall have Fright Knight ("Me" the Knight bluntly said for a second) leave this scroll along with a personal one for you from Daniel to read over and once you make up your mind sign the bottom of the scroll.

I do hope in time you will pick the right choice Jason Todd, we of the Infinite Realms would like to reward you for your actions. After all, if you hadn't gotten young Daniel away from your father that night all those years ago, we would never had gained our Prince nor be free from our once Tyrant King.

Ah, one more thing.

The Infinite Realms will always favor you Jason."

Jason felt like he couldn't breath as Fright Knight? Rolled up the scroll, pulled a letter from his side, and held out the two items for him to take.

[tolerateit]

So I went to visit my parents and I have 31 songs to process and watcher…is moving to a streaming service that is apparently US only… so much to process

what a week 😭