#yeah. for sure yeah i can take him yeahhhhh

[nyxypoo]

bokuto....

[hauntingblue]

WATER SEVEN BABYYYYY

Look at robin reacting when luffy says he wont give her up.... 🥺🥺

This is a joke right now but its actually a one piece tenet aldjsisjka

Usopp aksbaksjakqk the foreshadow is foreshadowing... Also Robin being happy with the crew after the Aokiji incident... Fuck!!!!

Sanji thinking robin just vanished or flew away and suddenly usopp is soaring thru the skies... imagine

AAAAARGGGGHHHH YOU CAN SEE THE GEARS TURNING

Zoro talking to merry..... only while he is alone of course

Why are nami and sanji matching ajdhakjsk look at the citrus sisters

Carpenter: maybe it was the government

Gov agent: I don't think so, also don't say that they are everywhere

LUFFY SUPPORTS WOMEN'S WRONGS!!!

Don't scream att chopper like that!!! Look at him... So small....

Imu tease???? (No) (Also I've changed websites again bc the translation is kinda off , I can't find a good quality b&w spanish translation and the colors scare me (i want the real manga experience))

GET HIM ICEBURG!!!!

I truly forgor if this is just a lie about her wanting to find the rio poneglyphs or genuine because she wants to die and will do it for them... because in skypiea she says she is not interested in the weapons so maybe if the gov pardons her but considering what she wants is illegal then idk abdjabjs this is such a dumb thing to forget... like thats important girl where did it go (reading this after remembering and it's kinda funny... i will make any sacrifice to kill myself (and keep you safe)... she goes HARD)

Little paulie and mozu and kiwi.... omg hello (the SBS says the twins wanted to be shipwrights too omg)

Franky's backstory is small but it does so much for me like it is so central to the themes... boats and people...

DID SOMEBODY ORDER MORE TRAGIC BROTHERS?

The fact that franky needs to learn this lesson to pass it on to robin.... do you understand how big this is.... also Tom does exactly as he says and takes responsibility for franky and what he has done... because he has done nothing wrong AND THAT'S HIS SON and he just punched spandam bc he wanta him to feel the pain franky feels... Tom is such a man..... proud of having built eater 7 up with the sea train.... goes out with a boom.... should we all kill ourselves....

I am crying again................... franky my god.... and the fucking frog!!! And of course franky can't stop Tom's hope for his island... of course he can't.... he hasnt learnt the lesson yet but this guy isn't over yet!! He has a life of being a pervert cyborg ahead!!! Iceburg following Tom's footsteps but franky not being able to do that bc of his guilt....

This is one of the coolest things chopper has done btw...

NAMII 😭😭😭

Robin damning the world for her crew when all she has ever done is damn her companions for her own sake.... how big is this...

I can't take this...... it's always nami in these positions... it happens AGAIN in Zou with Sanji... there is no way

The love letter gag is too good like damn that's so funny

AND IT'S NAMI GOING THROUGH IT AGAIN!!!! SHE LOVES ROBIN SO MUCH!!!!

[dazais-guardian-angel]

new BSD chapter is almost here and i still haven't gathered my thoughts on 117 yet, so i'm doing that now. My..... extremely frustrated thoughts, to say the least. kinda been numb to it all for weeks now which is why it took me this long to ramble about it, meh. incoherent negativity and spoilers belowwwww

I'm... really not happy with Bram's death, to put it lightly. and yes you can say I'm just grieving, I'm in the denial/depression stage. but I'm not just sad because he died. I wish that was all it was. I wish I could just be devastated in a normal, well-meaning, bittersweet way. but I can't.

Because this is BSD. And that means there's a chance he could come back. And I know, I know, I hear you: "that was so final, so conclusive, more than any other named character death in the manga so far; there's no way he would be brought back after dying peacefully and having been reunited with his wife and daughter." And you're absolutely right! For all intents and purposes, this was Bram's permanent sendoff! And I would 100% believe that with absolutely no room for doubt.... if this wasn't bungou stray dogs!! Where people drop dead and then come back to life as casually and rapidly as going in and out a revolving door (cue that one Simpsons door gif)! If this was any other manga, I wouldn't for a single second question the permanence of his death. And yet..... because it's BSD, there's a 1% chance, as low as that is, as final as that sendoff felt, that he might still be back one day, against all logic. And that's the most aggravating part of all this.

Because I can't just be sad. I have to be sad while having hope. I have to be sad, all the while wondering if my grief will all be for nothing in a few months. If my feelings are being played with, yet again. I can't just grieve here and now and accept it and that's the end of it; I have to go on still hoping, because this manga has trained me to not believe that ANY death of a named character will be for real.

While it was much more obvious compared to Bram that say Chuuya and Dazai weren't going to stay dead after chapters 101/109 (because they're popular characters lol, but especially because their arcs aren't finished yet if Chuuya even gets one, which I despairingly doubt more and more every day), I felt for everyone extremely distraught by their deaths at the time. I mean, Dazai is one of my favorites as well, and regardless of whether or not I thought his death would stick, it was incredibly painful to see him in that state. Just like it was painful to see Fukuzawa get fatally stabbed 34596 times multiple chapters within the same fight, and painful to see Mushitarou's initial fakeout death after his arc, and Kunikida's when he exploded himself on the helicopter. It hurts, and you go through the grief, only for "whoops they're fine actually!" just a few chapters later, meaning that none of your grief ever mattered and that you never needed to go through all that in the first place; it was just for shock value, just to extort strong emotions from you in the moment that weren't meant to actually hold any meaning, because soon after it would be like the angst never even happened. And that's exhausting. It's not fair. It makes future deaths hold less and less weight and become harder to believe in/take seriously, as many people have said, but on the other hand, if a large part of you does believe in it, if that's your fave and you're grieving over their death, prior experience tells you that you might just be having your emotions played with; that you might spend all that time being sad ultimately for no reason at all, that you have to keep hoping for god knows how long. The rational side of you says "don't be affected by it, because it won't last" (which is shitty in of itself if you succeed in that, because imagine seeing your fave die and just instinctively not feeling anything???), but the irrational side of you that IS scared and upset because we're humans and we can't help but react strongly to something like this, has to contend with the thought of "but how many months am I going to have to wrestle with "will they or won't they"? How long am I going to have to be strung along with the possibility that this might not be permanent, like no death ever is in this series? How long will I be forced to have HOPE, until it's crushed even harder than it is right now?"

Again, everyone is going to have a different response to a character death, based on the person and based on the character and the circumstances of their death. But the objective fact remains that we haven't had a single permanent named character death in the manga so far (except for... Ace, I guess? lol that's the only one I can think of. And Fukuchi, I guess, for now lol), so it follows that anyone would have at least some small degree of doubt, even with the most damning of circumstances like how Bram went out here — I mean, in a sense, he already had one fakeout death before he came back to Aya here briefly (the end of the last chapter literally cliffhanger'd on his revival lol, the opposite of what it normally does), and his death here happens in the same fucking chapter as another death that is 100% not going to stick, which just makes it even more laughable and harder to take seriously!!!

But there's another side of this, too, that makes all this even worse. Let's say that Bram's death is permanent, that this is indeed no fakeout, no take-backsies ten chapters from now. Why is Bram the first time plot armor has no effect? Why is HE the first character who has to die for real? After so many instances of characters getting to come back from literally anything, it doesn't feel like him being the first one to actually stay dead is because there's something significant about him, or about everyone else inversely compared to him, but simply because Asagiri chose to finally go against his formula and lift the plot armor at random just this once. AND THAT DOESN'T FUCKING FEEL GOOD!!!! Not that having your body taken over by Fyodor Dostoyevsky (god what is this series) is something I'd expect someone to just shrug off, but literally all these other characters shrug off getting stabbed, shot, EXPLODED, etc, so why is it only Bram that can't get off just as easily, just because the writing said so? Hell, Asagiri literally went out of his way to have Bram come BACK in another body one last time, so that was even MORE reason to assume he could have found a way to permanently stay alive not in Aku's body though obviously, with how powerful he is — I mean, supernatural rules are made up by the writer, Asagiri could have made it so that Bram could come back and stay back if he wanted to lmao, versus actual physical wounds that you can't just magically survive (again without supernatural interference). But he didn't do that, because Bram needed to die, because he's the unlucky one in a series where you can survive literally anything. Okay then. Sucks to be him and sucks to be a Bram lover, I guess. Sucks to be Aya.

Listen. I love Oda's death. Oda is my favorite character in all of BSD, and his death is my favorite moment in the entire franchise so far — which sounds contradictory, of course, but as devastating as it makes me, his death is so beautiful, and so pivotal and meaningful for the series as a whole, not just for Oda and Dazai themselves. I wouldn't want it to be removed or changed in any way, and I would be perfectly fine with him and a couple other notable light novel characters being the only ones to actually die in this series. BSD is a hopeful series, ultimately, so I don't need deaths everywhere, since it's ultimately about people learning how to live and getting those second chances — Oda being the notable exception to that and catalyst for the entire story (and I do mean the entire story). But what I don't need are the illusion of death and stakes, only to not commit to any of it for that aforementioned message, trying to have your cake and eat it too. Because, as beautiful as Oda's death still is, it looks rather foolish now, because now things have reached a point where I (and others too, I've seen) ask "how is it that he died from just a little bullet, when so many others have since survived similar or worse?" Which is what I'm similarly asking with Bram now, if I'm meant to believe this really is his death, when the only reason we have to believe he couldn't just override Fyodor himself (or at least Akutagawa permanently) being "because Asagiri said so". His death is beautiful too in isolation, just like Oda's is, with everything he says to Aya, and the closure and peace that he gets. But how can I appreciate it or take it seriously when all I can think about is how A) there's absolutely no reason he had to die here, when so many others before him survived, and B) that I could potentially spend months being distraught only for him to come back eventually anyway, and that minuscule amount of fleeting hope just makes it hurt unfairly even more?

I love that he found peace, in the end, and felt like Aya helped him get closure with his daughter. I love that I fucking called it that Aya is going to become a knight for him and save the day (aka beat Fyodor herself, most likely), in his place, because that just makes sense for where her character has been going, and I feel vindicated in seeing him say that to her, as much as the circumstances fucking kill me. I don't MIND the idea of Bram's death in of itself, I can't stress this enough; I love him so goddamn much and I want them to be a family together so much it hurts, but I don't think it's unreasonable to imagine writing him dying to further Aya's character development, and there are a thousand ways it could have been done. But I just........ hate the circumstances leading up to it here. I hate that it feels so sudden, I feel like we still needed so much more time with him, and FAR more than merely two pages of backstory for him and his family. I hate how all the fakeout deaths before it make it feel like a cruel, unfair fucking joke even though it's supposed to be a powerful, moving moment — when Kunikida DIES BY TURNING INTO SPARKLING SOAP BUBBLES LATER IN THE SAME FUCKING CHAPTER, A DEATH PLAYED JUST AS STRAIGHT AS BRAM'S DESPITE HOW RIDICULOUS AND OBVIOUSLY IMPERMANENT IT IS (so if the manga is putting them both on the same level and wants us to take both equally seriously, what does that say about Bram's death???). And if it is indeed permanent, I really hate that even though Bram's last words to Aya were so touching, Aya's last words to him were basically telling him to gtfo — obviously it's a completely reasonable reaction for someone her age in that moment, she doesn't know how to cope, but you're telling me that that's the last thing she'll ever say to him, which we know she'll hate herself forever for??? It just leaves a bad fucking taste in my mouth, ugh.

Idk. I've been pretty disillusioned with the direction of the manga for a while now, and how much its changed from how slower-paced and more thoughtful it used to be, so I know I'm very biased and very tired and that that's clouding my judgement lmao. But I just hate this so much 🫠🫠🫠 I never wanted Bram to die, but worst of all is having him die like this, where i just feel numb and bitter and angry, instead of sad but touched, the way a good character death in the vein of Oda's (which Bram's is very much meant to emulate) should make me feel. It's so rushed, and all the "deaths" around it and before it undermine it so badly it's just pathetic. I'm looking forward to Aya's future development, but I'll always be bitter at how much better she and Bram deserved, and if he does come back I won't be surprised at all lol (and I hope he does, not just because I want him back, but because he deserved a better death than this....)

[reignpage]

I think that Sukuna position is just called “the Christian grey” or “the freak” or some shit 🙂‍↕️

also… if we (me) are in a horny mood this early in the morn, might I suggest jjk men as subs? yes, even Toji and Sukuna 😚 humor me plz i feel like even their alpha male selves would let out a whimper or two after finally letting their partner top

no pressure to ofc if you don’t want to! Have nice day! 💕💕

a little busy writing a couple things rn so made this quickly just with the main 6 jjk guys

Gojo:

the type to want to try everything so he knows for sure he doesn't like it so would be curious as to what it's like to be at someone else's mercy would probably take form in him being on all fours, naked, being spanked by a paddle he thinks it's funny but then five spanks in and he's starting to feel it, his dick starts throbbing and he's leaking all over himself, balls painfully swollen it'll become a rare treat, birthdays and anniversary tradition "we're only on 13? fuck baby, let's go to 20. come on, I can take it. I'm the strongest after all. give it all you got for me, okay?"

Geto:

you have to work for it lol but if somehow you've managed to beg him for it, maybe by being really good for a long time, then he'll kneel in front of you, letting you pull his hair to guide him to your pussy so can ride his face degrade him, remind him that he's worshipping you and not the other way around tell him he's not doing a good enough job and he'll go wild trying to prove you wrong "so every time you've been told off, this is what you've been imagining? your perfect revenge? hmm, well let me make my girl's fantasy come true"

Choso:

more often than not the sub maximum sub = making him wear a collar and leash but if you wanted to switch things up and make him the dom (which is actually the ultimate form of being a sub) then he'll be so lost and confused trying to grapple with the change he'll keep asking if he's doing it right but once he realises he can truly do whatever he wants then he'll punish you for all those times you've been mean to him by making you ride his shoe or his thigh, fucking your throat without care basically just replicating the things you've done to him cause he wants to know how it feels for you, so he can do a better job next time "remember when you fucked your dildo the entire night and all I was allowed to do was watch and beg? it's my turn tonight. you're going to beg to let me put it in, okay?" and then whispers 'please?'

Toji:

this is just so far-fetched I'm crying let's say, he's fucked up forgot an anniversary or something and you're on the edge of breaking up/divorcing he'll have to pull all his tricks and eventually he gives you his body to take out your anger and disappointment then you tie him up, oh yeahhhhh tie him up REAL good so the freak doesn't break out of it and then EDGE HIM make yourself cum again and again whether by yourself or on his face or cock but don't let him CUM PLEASE BETTER YET, ride him and just as you're about to cum, pull out and rub yourself to an orgasm so you can deprive him of the privilege of feeling your pussy clench and flutter around his cock don't let him cum at all tbh he'll be driven to tears "ma, come on, am fucking sorry. just cum yeah? ride my cock. wanna feel you cum, wanna say sorry to my girl."

Nanami:

he's happy to please make him eat you out under your desk so he's kneeling and pushing his face in between your thighs as far as he can go pull him by his tie oh and even better if you're rubbing his cock over his trousers with your foot clad in tights "honey, please. our lunch break is almost over, let me make you cum. forget about me, I just want to make you feel good. don't worry about the mess, I'll clean you up real good."

Sukuna:

it'll take miracles for his happen only way is if you've earned his respect by proving your strength slay a strong sorcerer or curse and he'll deem you worthy of dominating for one night it'll be in his throne room with you sat on the throne, forcing him to kiss your feet and when he's leaking pre tell him if he wants to put it inside he'll have to prove himself worthy by putting on a good show "this is an egregious misuse of my talents. once I am inside, you will regret your arrogance, woman. no, I am not enjoying the feeling of my curse mouth sucking on my tip. your mouth feels much better...my queen."

[fastboatsmojito]

Hi lovely!! Biggest congrats on 100 followers! Can I request ❛ when was the last time someone fucked you? ❜ and ❛ stop teasing and just put it in already. ❜ for Carmy?

( the whore in me wants to ask for roommate au but pls feel free to do whatever speaks to you)

YEAHHHHH

“When was the last time someone fucked you” + “stop teasing and just put it in already” from these smutty dialogue prompts for my 100 followers party!

| a/n; I can’t stop writing these softer than I mean to I’m sorry 😭

| cw; 18+ smut btc !! Roommate trope, he’s a little mean if u squint but not really, fingering, implied PnV, filthy fingers in ur mouth ?? lmao

| wc; 794

You kept telling yourself it was good that you were just roommates, there was zero chance you’d be able to deal with all the late nights and constant steady-stream-of-busyness that seemed to follow him around anyway.

And you’d be correct if it wasn’t also the hardest thing you’ve ever done, having to keep your thoughts to yourself whenever he’d walk around the apartment in those tight white t-shirts. Mentally cursing yourself for not looking away and cursing him all the same for being so clueless.

You ignored it for a while, biting back jokes about how he got so toned working in restaurants as he walked into the kitchen for a snack after a shower, towel sitting just above his v-line that you’d convince yourself wasn’t haunting you - following him with your eyes anyway.

You kept it all to yourself for both yours and Carmys sake, not wanting to ruin one of the steadiest relationships in his life, even if he did feel the same way.

Though it got increasingly harder when you couldn’t compensate with other people anymore - the dating scene in Chicago was rough and it showed, coming back home after your roommate for the first time since you could remember after a disappointing date.

He was on the couch when you walked in, sighing as you took off your shoes and smiling to yourself when you looked over to see him half asleep on the couch. Likely exhausted from work, waking himself up only when the remote fell out of his hands resting over the top of the couch.

He stretched his arms before looking at you, giving you one of those classic carmy sleepy smiles you could only describe as subconscious.

“Hey, how’d your date go?” He asked, sitting up and scooting over to give you room to sit down. You didn’t feel like getting into it really, especially not when he was so liable to coax a secret out of you.

“Shitty?” He answered for you when you didn’t respond, slumping down into the couch and nodding.

“Not great, yeah.”

“Sorry.” He hummed in understanding and said it sincerely, like he’d done something wrong, reaching a hand over to squeeze your shoulder. And maybe you were just sleepy too, just emotionally exhausted and clinging onto the warmth radiating from his palm but he didn’t move it away, letting his hand linger until you looked back over at him.

Speaking your name into the low-lit room, his voice blending into the usual Chicago winds outside the window, and surely he wasn’t actually looking at you like that. Like he was trying to figure out how to make it up to you, trying to solve all your problems in his own head.

He mumbled something to himself then, when you shifted in your seat and your dress rode up just above your mid thigh. You didn’t hear it really, but all the sleepiness on his face was suddenly gone.

“When’s the last time someone fucked you?” He said it so abrupt and casually you thought you made it up, taken aback as he just looked at you, hand unmoving on your shoulder.

“I don’t, uh-“ You shook your head, trying to wake yourself up for what was obviously a dream, taking a deep breath before answering him when he didn’t take your confusion as an opening to explain himself.

“It’s been awhile, I guess.” You shrugged, crossing your arms when he moved his hand from your shoulder.

“Mhm. That’s all you need, isn’t it? Staring at me all the time like you want something, so why don’t take it?” He was challenging you, tempting you to do the very thing you’d just gotten good at convincing yourself not to do.

Leaning back against the couch, his lap practically inviting you in as you waited for your brain to let your body do what it was screaming at you to do, and finally giving up when he patted his lap like he was giving you permission.

☾⋆⁺₊⋆

He was even better than you’d imagined, leisurely working you open with his fingers just enough that you were ready for him and begging for more, retracting them only when your absentminded praises got less and less coherent.

“Carmy, stop teasing and put it in already.” You pleaded, nails digging into his back as he admired the string connecting his still-wet fingers.

“You telling me what to do now?” He scolded, and if you weren’t seconds away from getting what you’d waited so long for you might have built up the courage to be been a little meaner.

“Please.”

“Patience.” He corrected, leaning over you to guide his fingers into your mouth, warm lips meeting your head when you opened your mouth to accommodate them.

☾⋆⁺₊⋆

[suzukiblu]

WIP excerpt for @qwertynerd97 behind the cut. If I had a nickel for every time an unethical billionaire cloned the superhero archnemesis he's obsessed with, I'd have two nickels. Which is not a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice. (( chrono || non-chrono ))

They really do get to Amity in, like, surprisingly good time, all things considered? At least Tucker’s surprised, anyway. If nothing else he would’ve expected a random ghost attack he’d have to teach Superboy how to fight ghosts really quickly during to happen, given . . . literally everything about his entire life since the age of fourteen, pretty much. Or maybe a supervillain or something, since Superboy’s in the mix right now and all. 

Mind, Tucker definitely did go over how ghosts work and all on the flight over and also during they two convenience store snack/pee/walk breaks they took, since he would personally like to avoid the demi-Kryptonian whose DNA he desperately needs free access to getting overshadowed. And also, like, it’s just a dick move to take anybody to Amity Park without mentioning the ghosts and how to deal with them. 

There are just . . . so many ghosts. So many. 

So, so many.

Superboy hopefully actually listened to at least most of the “Amity Park: Ghosts, Spirits, & Not Getting Your Ass Spectrally Kicked By Either 101” speech and didn’t just tune him the frick out for infodumping on him too hard and talking his ear off, but it at least seemed like he was listening? Like, he asked some questions and stuff and seemed to be following along okay, more or less? Mostly? 

Tucker really, really hopes Superboy listened to the ghost speech. 

“Okay, so like, avoid anybody too glowy for right now, maybe?” Tucker says as Superboy lets him down on the sidewalk just down the block from FentonWorks, which Superboy is currently squinting through his sunglasses at. Which, like–fair, Tucker figures. Definitely fair. “As in let me deal with anybody too glowy for right now, that’s probably just for the best right now. Like I’ll tell you who’s cool and who I’m gonna have to soup and who we need to flee from in a blind panic, yeah?” 

“‘Soup’?” Superboy repeats skeptically. 

“Thermos thing,” Tucker clarifies. “Remember the Thermos thing? We call it souping, sometimes. Also I mentioned we need to not say anything whatsoever to Danny’s parents, right, like I definitely mentioned that being a thing?” 

“Seven times,” Superboy says. “One of which was a seventeen-minute rant about their shitty tech skills.” 

“They don’t test! They don’t even have any basic safety protocols in place!” Tucker hisses. “Literally they got one of their kids literally killed via a portal to the Infinite Realms with no safety locks on it and didn’t even notice! Like I’m not this liminal because the Fentons have safety locks or literally any basic shielding or food safety knowledge! Which, on that note, don’t eat anything they offer you, if they offer you anything. Probably they won’t, they’re not really the type to think about basic human needs or general human politeness, but yeah.” 

“Yeah, I’m still not clear on the whole ‘liminal’ thing,” Superboy says. “The liminal thing is confusing.” 

“So are literally our entire lives,” Tucker replies frankly, making a mental note to get him a mini-primer or something. Maybe some notes or a spreadsheet. Like just whatever Superboy can brush up on while they’re poking at his DNA or whatever, basically. There is no such thing as knowing too much about ghosts, as far as he’s concerned. “So anyway, yeah, just lemme take the lead with the Fentons. Actually any Fentons? Just–let me take the lead in general, for right now. Like–uh. Please?” 

Probably Superboy is not gonna be down with that, actually, because he’s–actually Tucker’s not sure, is he an emancipated minor, or . . . ? Like, dude makes his own money, obviously, and he does his hero work solo, plus it’s not like he called any parent/guardian about leaving Hawaii on basically a whim, so . . . yeahhhhh. 

“I’m down with that,” Superboy says with an easy shrug, spreading his hands. “Your stomping grounds, man, not mine.” 

Tucker stares blankly at him for a moment, then decides not to look that gift poltergeist in the mouth. 

“Cool,” he says. “Uh–thanks. Uh–this way?” 

“Oh yeah?” Superboy asks, cocking an eyebrow at Fentonworks’ whole . . . Fentonworks-ness as he looks at it over the top of his sunglasses. Tucker boils in embarrassment, and also boils in renewed bewilderment about how pretty this dude’s eyes are. Just–pretty. So pretty. Tucker just came out to rescue Danny’s clone-sister/daughter/cousin and he is honestly feeling so attacked right now? “Good thing I sprung for the local tour guide.” 

“In my defense, this town is so much weirder than you know,” Tucker says. “Just–so much weirder.” 

“There’s this eternal party in space I just go to whenever I’m bored,” Superboy says. “Got a teleport thing that takes me, it’s kinda sick.” 

“. . . okay so your opinion of ‘weird’ is not universal, is what I’m hearing here,” Tucker says after a moment. Danny would friggin’ love that, if they weren’t all freaking out about Dani right now. 

“That’s what they tell me,” Superboy replies with another easy shrug. 

“I’m definitely making the mistake of assuming you’re a normie, yeah,” Tucker says, which is definitely a mistake he keeps making, for whatever reason. Probably, like, habit from interacting with literally every other living being he’s encountered in his life up until two years ago, he guesses. “Alright, yeah anyway, Fenton parents, threat level . . . orange, I’d say? Like not full red, but we’re getting there. So, uh–follow my lead, and please don’t maim them if they try to net you. Or shoot you. Or shoot you with a net, that’s also a–uh. Yeah.” 

He spares a moment to suffer in mortification over the way Superboy’s pushed his glasses up into his hair to squint at him, then flees–strategically retreats–towards FentonWorks. 

It is just very clearly time to strategically retreat, is all. 

Or, uh, time to figure out how to handle Danny’s parents, Tucker mentally amends with a wince as he gets close enough to see their stupid van haphazardly “parked” more on the sidewalk than the street. Parts of it are actively smoking; the rest is dripping bubbling ecto. 

“Trippy,” Superboy muses, floating up a few feet to peer over the top of his sunglasses at the top of the van. Tucker dives forward and automatically grabbing the guy in an attempt to yank him down out of the air before anyone mistakes him for a ghost. They very much do not have time for that right now, especially right outside the Fentons’ place. 

Unfortunately, his yank less yanks Superboy down than it yanks himself up, which is officially the closest he’s ever gotten to doing a pull-up, so he guesses that’s cool or whatever, but also not helpful. 

“Did I mention how you shouldn’t fly around here?” Tucker asks, maybe a little bit dangling off Superboy’s waist right now. Like, just a tiny little sort-of bit. “Because if I did not, that was a serious oversight on my part. So, uh, please come back down here, dude.” 

“Says the dude who’s climbed up here,” Superboy snorts, but does, mercifully, actually settle back down on the sidewalk. 

“I would not describe that as ‘climbing’ so much as ‘failing’, but you do you,” Tucker says. “C’mon, we’re going in. Try to look, uh . . . less like a superhero.” 

“I am literally incapable of that one, buddy,” Superboy says dryly, raising an eyebrow at him. “On account of how they made me in the literal exact image of the superhero.” 

“. . . yeah alright, that wasn’t a fair ask,” Tucker admits with another wince. Well–Danny’s parents aren’t that observant when they’ve got a distraction distracting them, and obviously they need distracted, so . . . it’ll probably be fine? Probably? 

. . . . . . maybe they should just sneak in Danny’s bedroom window, actually. Maybe that would be the smarter play right now.

[mohntilyet]

i read the wigmaker job recently and there’s an idea that really stuck with me, which may well have been discussed before, but it’s really been itching at me. it came from this exchange near the end –

“i don't want to quit.” / illario sat back. the distance between them suddenly felt much wider than a table. / “even if it kills you,” illario whispered. / “death is my calling,” lucanis stated, matter-of-fact. “just as yours is to become first talon.”

(the bits before and after this give important context, too, but these specific lines are what gnaw at me)

i. really wonder if this conversation – and the long-standing beliefs held by both of them that it’s indicative of – contributed to giving lucanis to zara.

like, illario coming to terms with the fact that lucanis really just will. not. stop. for ANYTHING. his cousin WILL get himself killed doing this and lucanis won’t have any regrets. he’ll leave illario to go this alone. (no one to follow after anymore.) combined with the envy of knowing that lucanis is and always will be caterina’s favorite, and she will likely pick lucanis to be first talon even tho lucanis does not want this At All…

i wonder if he thought that, well, if lucanis is going to die anyway… maybe it’s better to have it happen sooner, rather than later. why put off the inevitable? especially if this is the one thing that could shift caterina’s gaze to illario and give him what he’s wanted – what he’s earned.

lucanis wouldn’t be happy as first talon anyway (honestly, illario seems to see that what lucanis is NOW isn’t so much ‘happy’ as it is ‘obedient and content to accept the scraps that gives him’), and he’s GOING to get himself killed doing this, anyway… and sure, they COULD wait it out. wait for lucanis to do something foolish enough that he can't just walk away from it. maybe he’ll even last long enough to be made first talon (if caterina can ever bear to loosen her grip from the title) and be miserable for a while. years even, maybe. before he, again, does something he can’t walk away from.

OR. or. or illario could cut through all the pointless waiting and get right to the point. go straight to where this was always going to end up.

(and maybe part of it is an extension of anticipated grief, too – the loss will be agony. if illario controls when and how it happens, he can control his grief. …except he hasn’t accepted the inevitability of lucanis’ death quite as well as he’d thought and when he gets sloshed at the wake, real grief seeps through the cracks)

i dunno. something about both of them viewing lucanis’ death as a foregone conclusion and how illario Might have had that shape his decisions.

YEAH . YEAHHHHH. i do also think the “to reason” exchange is what solidifies it in illario’s mind. lucanis is like 'this has been a productive if tense talk with my cousin. surely he sees sense now.' and illario is like ‘what the fuck. i think he wants to die’ <- okay im exaggerating a bit but i do absolutely see the end of wigmaker’s job as the start of lucanis-illario’s downward spiral. there’s a reason that it’s something lucanis is stuck on during inner demons, and the exchange that you have very nicely broken down is what he hears echoes of, this is where he knows it started to go wrong

probably the worst part is lucanis WOULD have worked himself to death and it takes the series of events in veilguard for lucanis to see other options for his life, and still he ends up being shoehorned into first talon by the end of the quest. i thought his quest would parallel iron bull’s, in that rook shows them that living outside and away from crow influence is possible, and that he is much more than the weapon they turned him into, but it ofc doesn’t go through like that. it’s genuinely a bit heartbreaking that lucanis finally has support and like. FRIENDS. but with the way the game ends he’s pulled back into the crows and to a life that will be about protecting a cousin that the organisation he runs hates, and for as long as caterina lives, unable to say no to her. and meanwhile after lucanis has made connections outside of the crows, illario has absolutely nothing left (prison of his own making i get it but i still want to get his ass out of there. 😭) so the codependency that they used to share is gone as well. maybe lucanis has a foot out the door but i genuinely have no idea how illario goes on after this

[stgosupremacy]

TIME TO TALK ABOUT:

THIS BEAUTY OF A SCENE!!! 🥰😍 (+ that animation is chefs kiss)

i kid you not in the dub at the beginning right here there's this really sad piano music that goes on throughout and the way you have to restrain yourself from crying is ILLEGAL FROM ANIPOKE

"Ash?"

"You see, I said I wanted to travel, but can i really make it through this big world...all by myself?"

🥺💗

ok. THE WAY GOH SLOWLY LOOKS UP AT ASH ONCE HE'S SAID THAT OMGGGGGGGGG MY HEART????????

i cannot descirbe how cute i found this omg like i thought he was gonna ask him to travel with him bc he changed his mind.... but that wasn't the case sadly (but then again, i love my independent goh too) 🥰

"The only reason I've got this far is because you've been with me"

ngl but THE WAY I was biting my knuckle at this point 😭😭

(ok this is random but the way goh's hair was swaying in the wind was like 🥺💖👌)

"You see, I'm just not sure..y'know...me doing it.....alone." ( 🥺)

(🥺🥺🥺*deep breaths* ....gimmie a sec hold on...)

it's so crazy that this insecure goh is the kind of thing i would write in a fanfic and here is anipoke bringing him back intocanon like 😭💖 AND KUDOS TO GOH'S VOICE ACTOR AS ALWAYS BECAUSE HE SOUNDED SO BROKENNNNN this scene hits too hard </33

"What are you talking about?!"

the way ash sounds so mad about him thinking like that 😭💗💗💗

"You were chosen as a member of project mew right? You actually met mew!"

*🥺*

"Any problems, you can gimmie a call"

GODKNJGDKFGGFXKJCVM i needed this as a way they keep in touch THANK YOU ANIPOKE 😭🙏🏼🙏🏼 (and this was so sweet from ash what the hell)

"After all, don't forget (when he said this he sounded so insistent) we're

FRIENDS!" 🥰💖💖💖

.....no comment (yeah....im just too busy crying..thats all)

....are we not gonna talk about that slow gentle head tilt.

LIKE

HOW IS THIS JUST ACCEPTED AND MOVED ON FROM

well. i'm not because i think i would do a page ranting about it so for your sake.....lets regretfully MOVE ON 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

"Thanks Ash." HIS VOICE WHEN GOH SAYS IT GODDDD 🥺😭

LITERALLY BRIEF SKIP TO THIS VERY BEAUTFIL TOTALLY NOT GAY SCENE AT ALLLLL (bc tumblr wont tolerate much more snipping tool)

made sure to emphasise that too, yep yep anipoke very slick

"You can count on pokemon to be ...AWESOMEE!"

they are so damn gorgeous and in sync WE LOVE THEMMM AHHH

"This is the reason Goh."

"Huh?" (he sounded so cute ehheh)

"This is the reason I love going on journeys!"

gonna be honest im not typing it all out but they have this really cute conversation about why they love pokemon and their goals BECAUSE THEYRE JUST SO IN SYNCCC and thenn....

"Goh?" (THE WAY HE SAYS HIS NAME HERE. I GENUINELY LIKE SERIOUSLY CANNOT. i wish i had an audio file or smt smh)

"Yeah Ash?" (he's so happy now like🥰 i just love them)

the triumphant music is so real like take a look at these fist bros

"IM GOING ON A JOURNEYYY!!" 🥳🥳

the way ash softens and smiles is so cute

"YEAHHHHH!!!" 🥳🥳🥳💗

GOH'S SUPPORTIVE BOYYYYYYYY GOALS YESSSS WE GOTTA LOVE HIM!!!

(*pikachu laughing noises* have to be appreciated bc it's sounds so cute)

ok ngl i don't know if you can tell but this may be one of my fav scenes for them BECAUSE EVERYTHING ABOUT IT IS SO SWEETB AND WHOLESOMEEEE but i have to appreciate how you stuck around for so long so

THANK YOU FOR LISTENING TO THIS RANTTTTTTTTT <3

and ofc as always u are so welcome for it!!

🥳

[did-sm1-say-catfish]

s2 ep5??

FUTURE EP??? OMG!! ---

IS THAT A BUTCH LESBIAN??? no its js valerie 

its so sweet shes still close with her dad ---

AND THE FENTON HOUSE IS STILL THERE YEYYAYY ---

who tf is that

thats not danny what

nonnonononon ---

messing with the past??? hrm ---

danny going evil cuz of the test is so real ---

danny, getting ghost breath: GET OUT OF MY ROOOOMM!!! jazz: danny, we’re in the kitchen jazz, seeing the ghost: BUT IF YA WANNA BE ANNOYING IM GONNA LEAVE!!!  danny: jeez wtf

thats what you call complicated by avril lavigne ---

Ghost: I AM BOXED LUNCH!! DAUGHTER OF THE BOX GHOST AND THE LUNCH LADY danny: uhmmm. ew ---

burger guy: guys noooo dont run away from the danger in our storeeee we swore an oath to protect the nasty sauceeeee workers: for minimum wage?? hell nah brother ---

sam and tucker: who was that u were fighting? danny: boxed lunch, daughter of the box ghost and the lunch lady sam and tucker: yikes danny: i was thinking ‘ew’  ---

wait clockwork’s design is eerily similar to one of the ancient all powerful ghosts from the ghost king tale ---

jazz, to her friends: guys i cant decide bewteen harvard yale and stanford helppppppppp *her friends walk away* jazz: what could i have possibly done wrong??

babe wake up new reaction pic just dropped!! ---

danny, about to cheat: im just gonna take a peeeekkk tucker, to sam: shouldnt we stop him? sam: we’re his friends, not his mom. still wish he wouldnt but  danny, getting ghost breath before he can look: aww shit here we go again tucker and sam: WHEWWWW oh shit no we meant OH NOOOO A GHOST ---

skulker and technus combined: HAHA WE’RE GONNA KILL U TEE HEE tucker: is this ew or yikes?? ---

lancer, to jazz: ur brother stole my test answers!!!  jazz: how would he do taht???!!! lancer: well idk but if he suddenly gained the abilities to go invisible and go thru walls it would prove my theory jazz: uhmmmm ---

dannys powers short circuit and he falls down: AHHHHHHHHH danny, grabbing hold onto a flag pole: oh wow this actually works i thought for sure it would *breaks* AHHHBREAKKKKSKJNJDHNBFHJ ---

tucker, short circuiting technus-skulker: tee hee

them grabbing onto a flagpole: ohh yayyyy the flagpole thing actually- *breaks* AHHHHHHHHHH ---

NOOO THEYRE GOING TO THE FUTRUE

see you in the future yeahh e yeah e yeahhhhh ---

clockwork: see, for me, time moves forwards, and back and- why am i bothering? yall are fourteen ---

tuck throws the medallions onto them??? boy has serious aimmmm ---

THEYRE DEAD IN THE FUTURE???? DANNYS PURE GHOST???  ---

he put the time medallion in danny????? ---

“strange how highly combustable condiments can ruin your future”

yeah evil danny, i agree ---

evil danny in the past???snbjdfiojhfbknd

evil danny: NOW WHOS UP FOR uhhh what did we use to do together?? UHM! VIDEO GAMES AND RAGING AGAINST THE MACHINE??? ---

awwws shes (jazz) finally telling him she knows!! except its evil danny. you ruined it evil danny i wanted my sibling moment!!!!! ARGHH ---

the future ghosts are literally just plaing monkey in the middle with regular danny  ---

dANNYY DID THE SCREECH

danny: my voice is changing?? great im going thru evil puberty ---

OMG EVIL DANNNY IS A COMBO OF HIM AND VLAD?? ---

HES BALDING. HASJDHBGHJHBGHSJKJNM ---

CLOCKWORK MY BUDDDYYyy ---

AWHBEJBHGVSHVSGHJN JAZZ AN DDANNY TALKN ABOUT AHBWJNHDBHJHVFSJ I LOVE THEM SMMMN SIBLING BONDING ADORBS JKABHGHDJFHGHIOSKJBH ---

evil danny stil exists!!!! OMHGGG ---

well. that was a rollercoaster. i now know where all this evil danny hype comes from and yk. i dont really like him all that much. but, hell, maybe i'll change my mind.

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Steve: I'm sure I can take Eddie just fine!

Robin, not really paying attention: Are you sure? Jonathan says he's huge

Steve:

Robin:

Steve, blushing: I- I meant in a fight-!

Robin: Ohhhh

Robin: Yeahhhhh you can do it!!

Steve, still blushing: Yeah

Robin: I'm sure he'll fuck you if you ask him

Steve, mind very unholy: Yeah...

[gh0stw1f3]

Lessons 2/2 (Carl Grimes x Reader)

Carl has been avoiding you since that fateful night. So you decide to take things into your own hands and confront him.

WARNING: Penetration, tit-sucking, a lil angst?

Since everyone's been requesting a part 2, i made one. it might not be as good as the first one but i got inspired and motivated to write sooooo… i hope yall like it anyway

………………………………………………………………………

Ever since Carl visited you late at night for some "advice", he hasn't been talking to you or going near you at all. Every time he saw you, he'd walk the other way. Straight up avoiding you. You thought maybe he needed some time to come to terms with what happened but you were starting to miss him. Maybe a week is enough for him to start talking to you again. But then a week became two weeks and you were getting sick of him ignoring you.

Why was he ignoring you? Because every time he thought of that night, his head would ache from the sheer embarrassment. He couldn't look at you the same. So his way to cope with that was to pretend you didn't exist.

You decided to take things into your own hands and talk to him. Carl was crouched down, picking at some carrots with a hoe. You walked up slowly behind him and tapped his shoulder. He nearly threw the hoe at you as he flinched. Most likely he thought you were a walker. When he saw how close you were, he immediately started blushing and getting anxious.

"Hi, Carl! Do you need hel-" you were about to offer but he quickly got up and started fumbling his words.

"I-I need to go! My.. My dad needs me…" he put the hoe down and started speed-walking to his house. Where he stayed for the majority of the day. You were baffled. You don't know what you were expecting. A hug? An apology? A joke? But instead, he did as he always does. Ran away from you. You picked up the rusty hoe that he nervously dropped and put it back in the farming shed. He left so quickly, he didn't even put it away. And the carrots weren't even picked.

Your heart sank to your stomach at his reaction as it played through your head. Sitting on your patio, you thought about how you'd confront him again. Abrupting the peace in his house sounded like a good idea. Just walking up in there and forcing him to talk to you. And as much as you hated the image, you were curious about how he did with Enid. And if what you taught him stuck.

Knocking against the wood of Rick's home, you stood. Nervously twiddling with your thumbs as Carl did when he was visiting yours. You tried to stand up confidently as the door slowly creaked open. "Hey Y/N, what do you need?" he stood tall against the door frame.

"Umm, Is Carl awake?"

"Yeah, he's been in his room for a while. What do you need with Carl?" he wondered as he gestured for you to come in. As you walked in, you focused your eyes on the stairs that led to Carl's room. Rick closed the door behind you.

"I need to talk to him about umm… farming?"

"Farming?" He rose an eyebrow.

"Yeah… I just wanna yell at him for not putting the tools away. Haha…" You forced a smile.

"Ohhh. Yeahhhhh sure…" he squinted his eyes. "You can go up to his room," he opened the door and walked out. "I'm going out for watch duty. Make sure Carl cleans those guns."

"Yeah of course, bye Rick," you closed the door behind him as you said your goodbyes. You took off your boots and started taking small steps up the stairs. Upstairs, you saw two doors. You put your ear against one of the doors and heard the small snores. Feminine snores. So you assumed it was Michonne. Using the tool of elimination, you slowly turned the steel doorknob. You opened the door slightly and saw a human-shaped lump under the blankets of the bed.

"Carl…?" the moment you spoke, the covers flinched. Carl was wide awake. "I'm coming in," Carl hid his red face under the covers. Exploring the sights of Carl's room, you made your way to the edge of the bed. The bed sank as you put your weight on it. Your socks gliding against the carpet. "Carl… do you… hate me now?" you felt your eyes start to water as you thought about Carl only looking at you with hatred in his eyes. "I'm sorry, Carl…" you apologised, raising your sleeve against your eyelids. The fabric became darker while it soaked your tears. "I'm sorry… so please don't hate me."

The bed shuffled while Carl sat up, looking at the back of your hair. "I… could never hate you," his words made your heartbeat. "Are you sure?" Carl's eyes widened. You turned your head to face him. He stared at your weeping face and turned pink. He nodded. "Are you… starting to dislike me then?" he wondered as to why you would ask him such a question.

"Why would I ever hate you?" you put your hand against the soft firm mattress. Carl averted his eyes to face the window placed next to his bed.

"…Because of what happened… that night," once he started talking, he felt that he could tell you everything. Like he did before. "Ever since… we did that," he gripped his covers. "I can't stop looking at you… and picturing you on top of me… doing things to me," you knew exactly what he was implying. "And it just.. feels so wrong," biting his lip.

He didn't realize how you were crawling closer to him while he looking out the window and into the farm where he excused himself to get away from you. "What's so wrong…" you were now inches from his face, your breath tickling his lips. "About that?" your lips touched as you intertwined your fingers with his. Carl instinctively put his hands on your shoulders as you climbed your way to sit on his lap, lips never losing contact. The softness and mint taste of his tongue soothed yours when you slipped it beyond his lips. Getting lost in the kiss, he placed his hands on his waist. You smirked against his lips, feeling his dick grow beneath you. He was kissing you the exact way you taught him which turned you on even more that you started to slowly grind your hips against his.

You let go of his lips, not being able to control your whimpers anymore. "You're a fast learner, aren't you Carl?" you kissed his cheek before trailing your lips to his neck.

"I had a good teacher," you hovered above him moderately, tugging his sweats down as well as yours. "Lift your arms for me," he rose the ends of your shirt. You did as he asked and he brought the shirt over your head and threw it at the floor. He pushed you closer to him, his hands exploring the strap of your bra and flawlessly unhooked your bra. The familiar sight of your breasts comforted him. You continued grinding while he felt the dampness of your panties.

"I missed you so much," he whispered into your ear, nibbling on your earlobe. It sent electricity through your body. You both exchanged moans into each other's ears, the tickle of each other's breath made you both giggle. Carl messaged your boobs, placing kisses over your cleavage.

You ran your fingers through his hair, bringing him close to your chest. He brought his tongue slowly from your cleavage to your nipple. His spit made your nipples stand up inside your mouth while he left small nibbles. "Hah… Carl, I wonder where you learned all that," you joked playfully as he chuckled with your stud in his mouth. You knelt up as he continued so you could remove your panties. "I want you to put it in… I want to touch you more," your fingers brushed against his boxers and pushed them down so his cock was out.

"I won't… cum inside you this time," he assured. He grabbed the base of his cock and straightened it against your clit, pushing it down til it poked your hole.

"Go ahead if you want… mm- want to," you whimpered when he pushed his cock in you. You sat your ass down on his hips.

You put a small finger against his lips when he let out a loud groan. "Sssh… Michonne is asleep, we don't wanna wake her up," your only option to make him quiet was to occupy his lips with yours so you did so. The feeling of his warm hard cock in your walls was something you yearned for.

"Every time you think of me like that…" you huffed. "Just come get me," you whimpered. Carl smirked.

"That's gonna be like every day," he chuckled, his dick hitting your cervix which caused a yelp to slip out your mouth. He put his palm over your mouth. "You're the one who has to be quiet," he cooed watching your eyebrows furrowed and your mouth gape open, letting out breaths. He licked the tears that were starting to stream out your face when he fastened his pace.

His cock was so warm inside you that you couldn't help but bounce on his pelvis. "Carl… I'm so close," you wrapped your arms around his neck, your boobs rubbing against his chest. "Let's do it together, okay?" you smiled, kissing his cheek.

He couldn't let out any words, fastening then slowing his pace when he feels his mind start to turn. "Hah… you feel so good," you arched your back with your chest out and head back. Carl slithered his arms against your back and pushed you close to him and he let out his final thrusts, shoving his way through his high.

Your head felt dizzy while you rode out your orgasm. Limbs feeling weak and hair messy, you rested yourself on top of Carl. Letting your body heat comfort one another.

"I want to embrace you like this forever," Carl breathed as he laid back down, rubbing your back. Your chest rose and sank, catching your breath and turning to sleep at his side. Placing your hand on the back of his head, you pulled him close so his head was resting on your breasts.

"Then I'll keep you this close for as long as you want," you kissed the top of his head as you both doze off. Forgetting to unlock the door in case someone decided to enter the room.

[sbk-zgvlt]

hi hi hi hello hello!!!!! i am MUNCHING on ur sebek and yuu au, if you’re feeling up to it could i ask what book three would look like???

love your work, and i hope your day is well!! make sure to drink some water and stretch ur back<333

thanks for reminding me to dirnk water i genuinely forget to do that and i need to take care of my voice for my recital 🙏🙏🙏

BOOK THREE LETS GO

Sebek and Yuu studied together in the library before the exams with Grim (Dia 3 was sitting in the lounge wondering where Sebek was for their study session)

Yeah thats it OKAY onto the part where they found out adeuce and grim got sea anemone'd

SEBEK IS SO BETRAYED. HE STUDIED WITH GRIM. HE THOUGHT HE WAS GETTING SOMEWHERE WITH THAT FUCKING CAT. HE GENUINELY TEARED UP (Yuu beat Grim's ass)

He shouted at Adeuce that theyre fucking idiots, they knew what they were getting into, theyre idiots again, take the L, you buried your own grave (Highly exaggerated)

Sebek told Deuce that he thought he was smarter than this. turns out he was just like Ace. "I'm not mad, I'm disappointed." Sebek says, clearly fucking MAD as hell

Deuce genuinely felt guilty because nah man why is sebek nagging him like a mom 💀💀💀

They decide to help them out 🙄🙄🙄 ONLY because Grim was with them though (Thats a lie)

They tried to meet with Azul but Jack AND Sebek got forced to work to help out Adeuce and Grim

Jade tried to make Sebek play waiter but he genuinely could NOT hold up a social interaction (He almost teared up talking to a customer) (The customer felt pity on him)

...he made Sebek work in the kitchen (HE IS IN HIS ELEMENT HE IS THRIVING) (Jade wonders if he can get Azul to employ him)

The finally meet with Azul!!! Blah blah blah contract blah blah blah. They give Sebek the same water-breathing potion. Sebek looked weird when he accepted it from them but no one paid too much attention

When theyre at the mirror everyone drinks the potion except Sebek. Yuu wanted to ask why but then the potion did its work 🔥🔥🔥 Everyone travelled to the Coral Sea

Everyones safe and sound before Yuu remembers that SEBEK DIDNT DRINK THE POTION. BUT HE STILL JUMPED IN AFTER THEM. They panic before realizing that Sebek is...okay in the water????

CROC FORM BABY 🔥🔥 Yuu finds out that Sebek is half crocodile (the fae part still being unknown to them)

He actually helps them hold out a bit longer against the tweels, but sebek acknowledges that theyre at a disadvantage here. He gets everyone to retreat

He tries to stop the others when they want to get into azul's office to get the contracts 🙏🙏🙏he just cant wrap his head around WHY he has the vault out in the open like that in his office. not even curtains??? what the hell

He stays behind when they still go inside

Yuu meets Hornton again 🔥🔥🔥 Calls him by the nickname. Malleus is amused, before shaking his head and asking whats got them troubled. At the end of their talk Malleus almost asks how Sebek is doing but cuts himself off.

blah blah blah yuu's gutsy plan blah blah blah AZUL OVERBLOT 🔥🔥

im going to take a LOT of creative liberties with his overblot because i want his fight to be underwater 🙏🙏🙏Sebek uses his croc form to help Yuu get to Azul. "Wont Yuu drown immediately" Remember the water potion that Sebek didnt use? YEAHHH. YEAHHHHH

They snap him out of it when Yuu and Sebek coincidentally find a picture from the yearbook that has Azul floating around the water while trying to swim to him. They hand it to the tweels and they show it to Azul, shouting shit about how whether he was the Azul from then and now, theyre yet to find him boring (Theyll never find him boring). "Pretty lame youre overblotting now though lol" "Floyd."

Azul's tragic backstory 🔥🔥🔥Yuu finally realizes Sebek is somehow with them when they see this. Sebek looks uncomfortable when Azul reveals he was bullied and WHY he was bullied

THEY DID IT WAHOO!!!! When Azul complains about the yearbook photo, Sebek mutters something about knowing how he feels. Yuu is the only one to hear this

Leona says if its normal that Grim is trying to eat a stone. Sebek immediately pounces on Grim to get the stone out

Sebek tries to go to Diasomnia again to see if the door's still locked, Hornton's here again!!! Thanks them for the advice, before they hear Silver trying to find Malleus. Malleus doesnt disappear right after though, so Silver walks off to try and find him somewhere else

They finish their conversation and Yuu hears the front door closing and opening. Yuu grumbles to themselves saying that Sebek probably got locked out again. "I swear if I meet his Wakasama I'm going to beat his ass" Hornton whistles

Malleus leaves and Sebek comes inside Ramshackle looking sad. "Locked again?" "...yeah" They stay up a bit to share stories with each other. (And to get Sebek's mind off of Diasomnia)

[umemiyan]

I want to wreck little brother Sakura

just press your body close to him, let your breath fan across his ears and run your fingers down his stomach. He'd be so red, nostrils flaring as he calls you every cruel thing he can think of. He knows he messed up though as soon as your hand tightens around his dick, your frown pressing against the back of his neck "is that how you really feel about me, 'Kura? Because so far it seems like everything else says otherwise." And just make him the whiny little mess he is

YEAHHHHH HELL TO THE YEAH

he likes to pop off at the mouth so much, but he really needs to watch what he says around you, especially when you’ve got his dick in your hands. it’s his defense mechanism, sure, but that doesn’t mean he can get away with being mean to his big sibling like that. you’re trying to help take care of him, so he should be more mindful and also stop trying to push you away.

you know he’s a little perv, so he needs to stop pretending like he isn’t. he can call you whatever he wants, but that can’t cover up the fact that he’s got pre running down his shaft and onto your fingers while you’re barely even touching him. he’s fucking touch-starved and refuses to admit it, but it’s so obvious by the way he shivers beneath your breath and subconsciously chooses to lean into your skin even if he’s acting like he’s trying to get away.

and he’ll bust so fast that you’ll have to be careful; either that or overstimulate him into oblivion, especially if he decides to keep being a little jerk. that way he’ll have to squirm in his own sticky mess and think about how he speaks to you in the future while you milk his pervy little cock back to stiffness.

and, unless he’s restrained, he could easily break away if he really wanted to, but it feels good to struggle with your chest pressed up against his back, fingers stroking his sensitive cock that’s about as red as his face by now. you know you’ve quite literally got him in the palm of your hand, and boy does it sound good when his struggling breaths turn into little moans…

“you’re so pretty when you let go, haruka,” you coo into his ear as he huffs and growls in protest, but devolves back into moans when you pay attention to the underside of his tip. keep doing that for a few more seconds while kissing his neck and he’ll be blowing a load in the blink of an eye.

[bi-bats]

Identity porn college au you say 👀👀 also ;) ;) 👉👉 Bad Days 😳

💖💖💖 glad to see you active again my friend

glad to be active again!! I have a bunch of health stuff going on that's really pulled my focus from writing much of anything, but it's nice to just let myself think about fun stuff again 💖

I'm putting this under a read more cause this got LONG

YEAHHHHH IDENTITY PORN COLLEGE AU!!! I have a snippet for that one!! A nice, long snippet:

It all went wrong right before Tim had his coffee, because that was always when everything went wrong. He had just picked it up off the counter, rolling his eyes at the name on the cup. Jim. Whatever, it was his. It wasn’t like anyone else was ordering a large red-eye with two extra shots. He lifted it to take his first sip and turned— Broad shoulders, scar on the neck, white streak in the hair, angry green eyes—check, check, check. And check.  “Jason.” Tim’s voice cracked mortifyingly on the word. “Hi,” he added, before he finally managed to force his mouth shut. One thick eyebrow raised at him. “What's up?” he asked delicately. He didn’t want to have a very public interaction with Jason here, because they would draw attention and someone would realize he wasn’t Jim, but Tim, Tim Wayne, and then this would be in a tabloid. But apparently, Jason wasn’t interested in having a very public interaction. Apparently he wasn’t interested in having any sort of interaction with him at all. He didn’t know why he expected Jason to resume talking to him now. Being ignored by Jason was easy. Seeing his anger, the way it twisted in his eyes when they used to be pliant and soft, felt worse. Tim just sighed, deflating as the air left him. “Right.” It had been for the best, he reminded himself. “I’ve gotta go.” “As always,” Jason drawled. Tim’s eyes snapped back to Jason’s, and he looked vicious, but a little hurt under it.

basically, the premise is that they meet in college and then start dating, and then they break up because Jason knows that Tim is lying to him about why he's constantly disappearing in the middle of dates, etc. etc. He basically tells Tim the last time that he can either tell him why he's leaving in the middle of the date, or he can not come back. So he doesn't come back. Then Red Hood and Red Robin start hooking up because both of them are looking for outlets, and it's a casual/antagonistic thing until Red Hood ends up taking Red Robin to one of his safehouses after an injury... that Tim had been to for a date with Jason. And of course from there it all spirals! 💚

and now for your snippet of Bad Days. A nice long one for being so patient with me:

“I don’t even know why you and Tim like this crap,” Jason grumbles as he tosses the controller on the coffee table.  “It’s more fun when you’re evenly matched. You should see Tim play against Bart, he loses his shit.”  “Tim says he cheats,” Jason mutters as he turns a suspicious eye on Kon.  “Only if having superpowers you can’t shut off is considered cheating.”  Jason narrows his eyes at Kon. “You’d know if I was using my TTK on you, Jason.” “Would I?” “Oh... yeah, I guess not. I don’t think I’ve ever used it on you.”  Jason’s face goes a little surprised, and Kon’s stomach sinks. “You don’t think?” “I… can’t always control it. Not like, I can’t get it to work or anything, but sometimes it has a mind of its own when I’m relaxed. Especially when I’m sleeping.” “What does it feel like?”  “I don’t actually know. Tim says it feels like a hand sometimes, though.”  “Show me?” Kon’s eyebrows shoot up for a moment, before he forces them back down.  “Oh, uh—” Kon takes a second to put down the controller, then he places his hand on Jason's forearm. For a split second, he isn’t sure what he plans to do, but he relaxes the part of him that has his power held back. It’s a little like noticing his jaw is clenched and forcing the muscle to loosen. In the second he relaxes his hold, he feels his TTK reach out, and he watches as Jason’s face turns towards Kon, slowly, like he’s being tilted by a hand on his chin. “Oh,” Jason says softly, and Kon feels a flare of heat across his cheeks.

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[batsplat]

re: bezz’s form, the one thing that gives me hope for his performance is that not many riders were able to make the tyres work with the gp23 (and any bike that isn’t the gp24 really) and altho he was the worst of the lot we have also seen him do pretty well with a bike he gelled with, so whilst i do think jorge will have him beat it may be closer than i anticipated mid-season. hopefully. however i do expect quali to be pretty one sided and if that transfers into the races… well i suppose we’ll see

yeahhhhh this is trueeeee but also bez has to be hoping this is a gp23-localised problem and not something that is just a general new michelin rear problem. as you say, all the non-gp24 bikes couldn't take full advantage of that rear tyre - that's why we heard so much about ktm chattering. and ALSO as you say, it's not just that bez compared poorly to marc marquez, it's that he genuinely did the worst job at it out of any of the gp23's. that to me suggests quite a serious limitation for a rider. also I don't want to make this the 'rag on bez' weekend, but I can't say I'm particularly impressed with how he DEALT with the adversity like,,, mentality can be made into too big a thing... quite likely he would've been slow whatever he did... but just Looking At It From The Outside he did seem a little too resigned to his misery. can't afford to let himself get trapped in a doom spiral at aprilia

but yeah, for him the hope is that this is a gp23-specific problem. the worst case scenario is that this is just a michelin rear tyre issue: that he is genuinely fucked over by how much grip that tyre provides and it completely neutralises his strengths as a rider. it's not unprecedented for a new tyre to basically singlehandedly derail a top rider's career! just ask dovi how his 2020 went. in a way, it's a good reminder of how... circumstantial much of these riders' successes and failures are. you build these grand narratives, you make sweeping assessments about how talented or how competent or how adaptable they are - and often it's based on this situationally specific stuff like what year michelin happened to provide what rear tyre. it's true of everyone!! no rider would be equally good in every version of the sport, every rider is a few regulation tweaks removed from the narratives of their careers being completely different. bez looked like a proper star in 2023 - the fact that I now doubt he'll return to those heights doesn't make that success any less legitimate

on a less general note. tbh.... it is not bez's aprilia qualifying that should be worrying, it is his starts. even on a ducati, even in 2023 when he was riding well, bez routinely struggled to not lose a shit ton of positions off the line. as we've seen repeatedly over the past few years, the aprilia is just very very poor at taking advantage of decent grid positions. there's a case to be made that jorge is the best starter on the grid, he's surely got to be in the top three - so it'll be interesting to see what he can do with that bike. but we already have a case study for what happens when a career-long terrible starter lands at aprilia. that case study is called maverick vinales and it's not particularly pretty. in a way, whether you or your teammate are regularly qualifying sixth or ninth becomes less relevant if he's regularly gaining three positions off the line and you're regularly losing eight

tbh I'm actually reasonably optimistic about bez's aprilia stint, it's just that I'm specifically not optimistic he'll be competitive enough to register as a proper threat to jorge, enough to set off beef anyway. we'll see! it's definitely a line-up that has a lot of potential... I don't really see them at each other's throats within the first half season whatever the results because they'll both be busy getting to grips with this new bike/team and just kind of.... want to make it work. like they're both sufficiently invested in a *positive* team environment that that'll go a long way. and if you're fighting for p6 in the championship... you need to see what happens when there's real stakes to the intra-team competition. I like aprilia, I want them to do well, I'd like them to be good enough to warrant proper internal beef. here's hoping

[vickyvicarious]

Oh my god, the scribbly noises and him complaining about writing with pen are SO petulant, it's hilarious. I love it.

"We were all wild with excitement yesterday when Godalming got his telegram from Lloyd's." oh man this sounds so cute. Like. I know it was a murderous excitement but I also can't help imagining at least a moment of some of them jumping up excitedly and exchanging big wide grins and clasped hands, and... it's a cute image.

"In old days she would, I am sure, have noticed, no matter how we might have tried to conceal it" heck yeah she would. oh Mina...

"It would break poor Harker's heart—certainly his nerve—if he knew that we had even a suspicion on the subject." oh Jack, you have no idea

I just can't get over Van Helsing examining Mina's teeth while hypnotizing her. To get a really close look I feel like would involve having her talk in a weird way, or leaning in real close, or........ I highly doubt Jonathan leaves her side during these times and I even more highly doubt that he has failed to notice what the good professor is up to

"it would be necessary to... take steps." oooof, the pause before those last two words. and the deliberate measured way he says them. and then the pause, and breath after!

""Euthanasia" is an excellent and a comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it." how his voice goes almost a little dreamy on euthanasia... combined with how it gets rougher throughout the whole line, you can certainly hear how he is really trying to comfort himself from the dreadful idea of having to kill Mina, by reminding himself that it would be to save her and others greater pain, and that it's what she wishes, and that, that, it's nothing so strange for a doctor, there's even a word specifically for this...

"we are all about to retire early." so glad to see them enforcing sensible bedtime schedules. I imagine they probably have trouble getting restful sleep but at least they aren't all running on no sleep anymore.

Jack's voice when he describes Jonathan! damn. And the MUSIC when he describes Jonathan! sends a chill down my spine, I love it

oh god everything about the Mina bit is so ominous, aghhhhhh

his hoarseness on "poor girl" :( :( :( :(

"to his doom, I trust" YEAHHHHH