#(idk i've been thinking about this a lot lately)

[skrunksthatwunk]

dummies

#i am a big believer in he/him nb yusuke so. that's what that first one's about #anyway here's some guys. i've been thinking about yyh a lot lately :p #yyh #yu yu hakusho #yusuke urameshi #kazuma kuwabara #hiei #kurama #yukina #yoko kurama #skrunkart #urameshi yusuke #kuwabara kazuma #kiiiiinda skipped class for this. which i feel bad about bc it's end of semester! it's fun! i'll miss everybody!! #but also i uh. idk i got a bad feeling. felt weird so i bailed on the way there #not like i was gonna miss anything that crucial anyway #brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr i gotta go study don't i... hm #anyway if you think the top one looks bad um. ignore it please i haven't colored anything digitally in ages (ignore last night's post) #and also i wanted it to be colored but didn't care enough to do full shading and... well whatever

[libbys-braincell-loss]

Im bored as hell so heres a short SMG4 x SMG3 oneshot (idk what to name it)

(Kinda angst? Not exactly, it also mostly includes some wholesome fluff too; takes place after the events of the Puzzlevision movie and references IGBP, so spoilers for that ig lol)

(Also its really short)

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SMG4 was out for a walk, late in the evening outside of the castle. He was lost in thought - a lot of things were eating him up inside his mind since the day Mr. Puzzles took him and his friends and forced them to perform in his dumbass shows.

Just one thing was going through his mind.

When Mr. Puzzles showed him his corrupted behavior when he was going through the phase where he absolutely had to make the perfect video ever.

"Who knew that you could make such a great villain?" Mr. Puzzles had said.

He really did become a villain, didn't he..?

That was an entire year ago, and he still regretted his choices and still beats himself up over moments like that.

SMG4 stands in places and observes the pebbles on the ground.

"SMG4?"

The familiar voice surprised him. He turned around, and not too far away from where he stood was SMG3, holding his beloved Eggdog.

"What are you doing out and about at this hour?" SMG3 asked.

"I could ask the same to you?" SMG4 said in return.

"I always let Eggdog roam around at this hour," SMG3 said, putting Eggdog on the ground, as he hops off. "It's quiet out. No one, specifically Mario, is up at this hour to disturb our peace. It's real nice. ...Why are you out here? You're rarely out and about this late."

SMG4 sighs. "I've had things on my mind, and I thought touching grass would clear my head, y'know?" He chuckles.

SMG3 begins expressing concern, but is very quick to hide it. "What's up?"

SMG4 observes the ground. "Do you realize that I went through that... 'absolute perfection' phase over a year ago? Can you believe it's been that long?"

"Oh, shit," SMG3's eyes widen. "Time really flew by, huh?"

"...Yeah."

SMG4 stares sadly at his castle, not too far away.

"To think that something so impressive and monumental... wouldn't be here if I didn't do something so dumb."

SMG3 worriedly steps closer to him, realizing what's up.

"Is Mr. Puzzles' comment bothering you?"

SMG4 looks at 3. He nods.

"I just... hate the fact I was so selfish that I ended up hurting the people I cared for most," SMG4 says, blinking back tears creeping through his tearducts. "I didn't want to be a villain, I never wanted to..."

SMG4 buries his face in his hands. SMG3 inches closer, holding out his arms, but ultimately deciding against putting hands on the person considered his rival, so he lowered his arms.

"I never considered you a villain, SMG4."

4 looks up at 3.

"You were blindsighted, but the stupid keyboard corrupting you up was out of your control," says SMG3. "You are a dumbass, not a villain. You never had malicious intent. Mr. Puzzles is wrong and we are all thankful he's dead. He was such a sicko-"

SMG3 gets cut off, as SMG4 hugs him. SMG3 feels 4 silently sobbing into his shoulder. He is in a stun lock for a second, before coming to terms that 4 was hugging him. He wraps his own arms around his crying "nemesis". He gently rubs his back reassuringly.

"4, I promise you, you are no villain. You could never be a villain like me." SMG3 says, chuckling.

He feels SMG4 chuckle a teensy bit while buried in his shoulder, reassuring 3 that he would be okay, thus bringing him back at ease.

"Says the person who saved my life and called me a friend," SMG4 says, face still up against SMG3.

"Not like you said anything different when you saved my life," SMG3 chuckled.

SMG4 slowly lifts his face away from SMG3's shoulder.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say you cared about me," SMG4 said half jokingly.

SMG3 smiles sadly.

"I'll be honest, I'm tired of pretending I don't."

SMG4 and SMG3 look into each others eyes. 4 smiles slyly.

"I knew it. I knew you were a tsundere."

SMG3 gently pushes SMG4 away from him, smiling and pretending to be mad. "Don't make me actually hate you."

4 chuckles.

SMG3 looks at him again. "Are you sure you're okay now?"

SMG4 smiles.

"Much better, thanks to you."

SMG3 smiles, looking to the ground.

"Don't mention it. ..Seriously, don't mention it. If Meggy hears about this, I will not hear the end of it."

SMG4 grins, and begins walking back toward his castle, as Eggdog walks up to his owner, ready to head inside.

"I heart you too, SMG3," SMG4 says before walking to the castle entrance.

SMG3 rolls his eyes, smiling, as he picks up Eggdog and the two head back into the cafe.

#smg4 #smg4 fanfic #smg43 #smg34 #smg4 smg3 #smg4 x smg3 #smg4 eggdog #smg4 puzzlevision #puzzlevision arc #puzzlevision movie #smg4 its gotta be perfect #smg4 igbp #its gotta be perfect

[cheesesammich]

When Naina said,

"Life mein jitna bhi try karo,

kuch na kuch toh chootega hi.

Isliye yahin, isi pal ka maza lete hain"

#idk I've been thinking about this a lot lately #I scrolled #desi tumblr #sm it's definitely influenced me to make this post #yjhd #yeh jawaani hai deewani #bollywood

[automatonknight]

id: a digital fullbody drawing of a knight, visible from the side. besides silver armor, he’s wearing cowboy chaps with a floral pattern and spurs. his helmet also has a white, blue and brown feather attached to it. he’s lifting his legs up slightly and one of his hands is on his belt, while he’s raising the other one up and pointing and something. the background is black. end id

#idk i've just been thinking about knight a lot lately. if you haven't noticed #art #i was going to do the alone on a friday night? joke again (because of the pose (unintentional)) but i wanted to do it in old english which #i don't really understand so whatever

[beeholyshit]

My little bebes ❤️

#spesilverweek #IDK IF THIS COUNTS BUT I DON'T CARE #(☆) ｡⁠.ﾟ— Red #(☆) ｡⁠.ﾟ—⁠ Silver #THEY ARE SIBLINGS #I've been thinking about them lately.... wiwiwi #I did this super fast since I'm kinda busy today BUT I NEED TO MAKE MORE THINGS WITH THEM WAAAA #imagine little Red telling Silver about his journey... big brother but it's still a baby too 😭 #I'm so emotional about them rn #MY HONI TOLD ME 'IMAGINE RED TEACHING SILVER TO RIDE A BIKE' AND THAT IS JUST 😭😭😭😭😭 #ughuhguh my bebes... #I feel like Silver respects Red A LOT and it's still kinda shy talking with him the first days he started to live with Maroon.... #Red it's just excited to know he has a little brother now but he gives him his space but tries to be friendly and make him comfortable #I love my bebes that's it #I should make a tag for Silver too #mmmm #I'LL THINK ABOUT IT LATER #pokespe #pokemonspecial #🖍️ —⁠ Silly doodles

[neon-catarina]

couldn't a reason Mind and Heart hate each other be because of whole's love interest (sung in Haiku and Hidden In The Sand), like how Whole really liked them, but he thought that they would never love him, so basically his Heart wanted to ask them out and pursue a relationship, but his Mind refused thinking they would never love him. And its mostly because of that Whole split into three in the first place, so they both blame each other for it, and that's why they hate each other?

#neon spews actual nonsense #i had to write this down at least because i might forget and it's pretty late #i've been really thinking about the love interest a lot actually #someone told me their name was “Lee” and i think thats a fitting name #like i know some people call them “harmony” or “melody” #but harmony reminds me of gold and pink (like “harmonia”) #though its nice because the names are similar and like they are “Whole” in a sense but idk #and melody gives purple vibes and that is strictly a Heart colour #and lee gives off grey vibes with VERY SLIGHT hints of purple #and i like that because grey is like a bystander colour #Like Lee isn't important enough so they are part of the background #also the original and the cover of hidden in the sand had desaturated imagery so its grey and yeah #sorry for the tag ramble under another ramble lol #chonny jash #chonnys charming chaos compendium #cccc #cccc heart #cccc mind #cj heart #cj mind

[boywiththebat]

i know the fandom has collectively headcanoned that when eddie and wayne get paid off for being involved with the upside down and agreeing to keep quiet they get a double wide or even a house. and while obviously that is something they do need considering that their trailer now has a gaping hole ive been thinking a lot about wayne wanting to use the money and their new connections to officially adopt eddie. like when eddie came to stay with wayne he was made a foster parent so that he could be considered a legal guardian but he was never made anything more in the hopes that eddie's parents would come back and turn themselves around. and when it didn't happen wayne wanted to go through with adopting eddie but the idea scared him. he didn't know if he was going to need lawyers he couldn't afford. even if money wasn't a issue it was also the time. for the longest time it was just wayne making the money for two people and that meant he lived paycheck to paycheck. as much as he would have loved to take time off to go through the hoops to make it happen he couldn't afford to miss hours on his paycheck. so years go by until all the things with the upside down and the first thing he asks is for is to have owen's people legally make eddie his.

#wayne munson #eddie munson #idk #i've just been thinking about wayne a lot lately #stranger things

[love-death-and-desert]

<3

#i've been thinking about them a lot lately #hermitshipping #scarbo #mumscar #redscape #idk which one it is #anyways #sun post

[ventiswampwater]

invasive

bo sinclair x afab!reader

rating: explicit

wordcount: 941 

Reader POV. Your dreams take you to different places, but you’re never too far out of reach. 

EXTREMELY dubious consent as always. Mostly weird prose, but there’s some smut thrown in here as well. Somnophilia, cockwarming. 

A/N: It’s been raining for nearly a week straight where I am. Every single day has been grey. This idea burrowed into my brain and now I’m inflicting it upon you. Similar vibes to poacher’s dream. I just...really wanted to write something that reminded me of the feeling I was trying to capture with that fic. Somnophilia’s been on my mind ever since I read this absolutely electric fic by our lord and savior, @visceravalentines​. Definitely go read it if you haven’t already. It features a lovely man who is not at all like the one in this fic. We should all make out with him instead, probably. We won’t.

You’re lost in a quagmire of green, knee-deep in muck.

You’re running from something, but you aren’t sure what. You feel like it must be close. You can hear crashing, the sloshing of something at your heels. The water is dark here, it’s deep. You need to watch where you’re going, but you won’t. It feels familiar.

Maybe, if you push a little further, you’ll reach the edge of the marshland.

The trees crowd around each other, their bulbous trunks bursting out of thick green algae. It’s so dense here, impossibly heavy with warmth. It soaks through your clothes, bleeds under your skin. If someone sliced you open and cracked your bones apart, you’re sure you'd flare hot. Chalky white and exposed, scattering chunks of marrow over the swamp. 

Things end up here when they have nowhere left to go. They get caught in the hanging moss and become part of the scenery. 

You’ll make a mess of this place, but it won’t matter. There are animals here, bigger than you, and they’ve been waiting. You couldn’t ever run very fast. These kinds of games are about losing.

It wasn’t behind you, anyway. It caught your ankle underwater and pulled you down, tumbled you underneath its weight. You’re spinning wildly, rolling and churning, filling your lungs with water (but it’s so hot here, and you like that stuff).

It’ll play with its food until your neck snaps. Trailing blood in the water, dragging you back to a den squashed in the mangroves. A place of dead things, hobbled together out of reeds and a dozen people’s bones. You wonder if they sparked like yours, if they’re kindling too.

Your body is perched on top of a waterlogged tire and hid away until it starts to rot. It makes it easier to eat when it’s soft like that, when the botflies come. Practical things are sometimes the cruelest.

God, you’ve never been anywhere this hot.

You wake up with your face pressed into the pillow, huffing out shallow breaths. The room is bathed in pale light, milky grey with the faintest wash of blue.

The grey disorients you. There was so much light before. You blink a bit in the gloom. Water is still rushing away above you, beside you. It’s impossible to tell what time it is or how long you’ve been asleep. It feels like forever. You lived and you died long before you were spat out here.

Out of the heat of your dream, you’re surprised to feel your skin prickle with goosebumps. You must have thrown the sheets off in your sleep. The position you’re in feels unnatural, one leg hoisted away from you. It rests on something solid, something warmer than this room.

You feel so full (of water, of bugs in your belly eating away the soft tissue, of life).

Stop, look at the window. You’re not underwater. It’s raining, dripping tears down the glass. You’re awake again and the fullness is the pressure between your legs.  

Bo’s hand cups at your breast, jiggling the flesh to test its weight in his palm. He catches your nipple between his fingers, tugs at it. When he rolls his hips, you let out a soft little noise, mouthing at the pillowcase. His cock pulses inside you, thick and warm. 

He’s already so deep.

“Couldn’t help myself.” He murmurs into your ear. “Not with you movin’ round like that.”

His hand wraps around your thigh, easing you down. You let out a whine as you feel your walls stretch around him. He hisses out a breath, digging his fingers into your skin.

“You’re so wet, baby.” His voice is husky, the rasp of sleep still thick around his words. You can feel how slick you are, how easy it is for him to push in. “What were you dreamin’ ‘bout?”

“You.” You’re not lying, not exactly. He doesn’t need to know the specifics.

It’s the right answer, or, at least, the one he was expecting. You’re never really sure with him. It doesn’t matter, really. Your dream is getting away from you now, chased away by his hands and his lips and his cock. You were somewhere. He was there. You remember heat, you remember weight. 

(Or maybe that’s all there is now and you’re getting things confused.)

“Thought you were tryin’ to kill me, baby.” He nips along your neck. You clench down around him, moaning into the pillow. “Asleep, squeezin’ me like that.”

Good, you almost say. If I wrap myself around you enough times, you can’t breathe. Neither can I, but I only need to do it once. 

People get rid of snakes, throw them off into the swamp. They’re not supposed to be there. But this looks enough like their idea of home, doesn’t it? They’ll adapt or they’ll get eaten, and that’s all you could ask for. 

His breath is warm on your skin. You reach back, your fingers curling into his hair. 

“You ready to stop teasin’ me?”

(I couldn’t stomach you if I did. I’m not supposed to be here, anyway.)

You almost ask him if he had the same dream. Was it hard, waiting for the rot to set in? Waiting for softness? Did you taste better like that? Would he do it again if you asked him to? Could you return the favor?

Your hand tightens in his hair, giving it a sharp tug. His teeth are on your neck and it hurts in the way it’s supposed to hurt—scorching away inside you.

You’ve never been anywhere that hot, but maybe he has. Maybe he’ll take you there.

“Yes.”

#something something burmese pythons swallowing alligators whole in the everglades something something invasive species something something #house of wax #bo sinclair #bo sinclair x reader #slashers x reader #slasher fandom #x reader #my fics #I've been under a lot of work stress lately lmao and I've been having a lot of weird dreams #bingo bongo himself featured in two of them. for the first time ever surprisingly. #u would think w/the amount of space I give him in my mind palace I'd have dreamed of him already but nope #my brain summoning this hick like. BITCH!! shut tf up about work for two seconds and look @ this jdshjhfdjjhfdj #peanut brain PEANUT BRAIN this week #so it felt fitting to write somethin weird n dreamy (nightmarish) w/him. idk #it's the vibe on this accursed day #this is...............somethin. idk what. but it's somethin.

[thatoneluckybee]

do y'all ever wonder how shin felt during the last battle with maple? watching the ai of his younger self being destroyed while begging for its life?

I feel like there's some symbolism there maybe

#Rambles #yttd #your turn to die #shin tsukimi #shinai #shin ai #idk I've been thinking about the human vs ai/dolls concept a lot lately #Might make a longer post about it... but the infodump #Would probably be SECERAL paragraphs long

[fabdante]

anyway, given twitters continued implosion, i figured now was a good a time as any to share this so that you can read an unlimited amount. i want the reboot fandom to have this thread i saw one time on there that i’ve kept for morale

#dmc reboot #dmc: devil may cry #reboot dante #this thread makes me happy sdfghjk #i've been keeping it in my drafts for like a hot minute but like #idk i've been thinking a lot lately about like how this game works so well for some people and not at all for others and like #i mean we know how i feel about it but like i don't think either side is necessarily wrong #taste is subjective i just would like if people were a bit...kinder?? but anyway #like idk this thread gets it sdfghjk #'dmc was a game that not everyone liked #but it liked itself' legit makes me tear up inside ngl

[dont-offend-the-bees]

I would like to go on record to say that even though I don't agree with Izzy's death or the manner of it, I will not be reblogging posts about it that refer to it as bury your gays on principle. I am sick of the misuse of that term. It is not fucking bury your gays if he was one gay of an entire cast of gays who are still alive and kicking and being gay together. There's other more pressing reasons to be mad about that death; you could comment, perhaps, on how he was the most physically disabled of the crew, or the gay with no textual (current) romantic attachments and therefore 'expendable', or the most suicidal apart from Ed and how it leaves a bad taste in the mouth to see him succumbing peacefully to death (hello spn finale war flashbacks). There is no need to further dilute a once-useful term.

#ofmd #ofmd spoilers #our flag means death spoilers #ofmd season 2 spoilers #ofmd 2 spoilers #so... now that everyone's mad at the finale am i allowed to say this seaspn hasn't been vibing with me much? #i don't hate it! #I've loved particular moments #and my fondness for frenchie knows no bounds #i thought that it started quite strong #but it's felt messy and disjointed in ways that i find pretty jarring #I've had the same issues with a lot of stuff lately #good omens 2 for example #i loved it but it also felt weird #and i don't think it's the fault of writers and directors and whatever #i think a lot of it probably comes down to budget issues and meddling by higher ups #but I've felt a little stood apart from this summer of queer joy tv bc so much of it just feels rushed and unformed #idk is more stuff getting made badly atm or have my tastes just changed #anyway no one @ me about this #and if you enjoyed it that's fine and I'm happy for you and I'm not trying to argue with you!! #but either the show's changed or i have and the vibes aren't aligning for me currently so #back to sawposting i guess #mr. bees speaks #that being said i do think it's possible izzy is gonna get resurrected by button's sea witch magic in s3 so make of that what you will

[cinderellasfella]

One thing about the ending to The Amber Spyglass I really came to appreciate over the years was Lyra and Will's promise not to hold any future partners they may have in comparison to what they've lost. Because, considering the circumstances, it would have been so easy to have them vow never to love anyone else ever again. To play into the idea that you only get one great love in your life, and anything or anyone else that comes after is inferior.

We have a pair of kids who were destined to save all worlds across the multiverse, who reignited the very spark of consciousness and free will through the simple act of falling in love, and who are now going to be permanently separated just after they've realised what they share. They're going to return to the bench in their own Oxford to be near each other every midsummer's day for the rest of their lives, they vow to find each other again after they die and become one with the universe, "every atom of me and every atom of you", etc. etc., cue the reader's heart cracking clean in two. A sweeping, once in a lifetime love story.

And yet, Will and Lyra acknowledge that they may love again in their lifetimes. It won't be the same as what they shared, but that doesn't mean it will be worth any less, just that it'll be a different relationship. They'll have their yearly hour at the bench to remember their first love, and they'll still let other people into their hearts and cherish them because, after all they've learned and gone through, they need and deserve to live full and happy lives. But a full and happy life does not have to be limited to one love, important as it was to the people involved. And I think it was wonderful of Pullman to include that idea.

#his dark materials #the amber spyglass #idk i've just been thinking a lot about this lately

[t4tsurge]

i really like the idea of tailsunami (platonic or romantic idc but i love the name for their dynamic) bc i think in a way befriending tails IS a way of healing for kit. as of the latest issue, while yes kit is looking for people to be codependent with, i think it’s interesting how notably he seeks out “powerful people” (sonic), and then later when he sees tails with sonic he says to sonic “why would you need me when you have him.” i think he doesn’t really see tails as “legitimate” in a way bc he thinks they fill the same “sidekick” role and as such don’t matter outside of it. and so kit later on connecting with and caring about tails- while def will cause codependency issues like every one of kit’s relationships- has the potential to be healing in a fundamental way. anyway i love ur thoughts and would love to hear them if u want, but no pressure!!

I have been thinking all weekend about Tails and Kit actually getting to sit down and have a conservation about the whole sidekick thing because this is so true. To Kit, a sidekick is a tool, someone that the much stronger hero uses to further their own goals. And so when he sees Tails and realizes that him and Sonic are equals, partners even, it shakes him up a bit. Sonic and Tails don't need each other in the same way that Surge and Kit do, and I think understanding the difference would be really healing for Kit.

#i can't coherently get all of my thoughts out rn bc i've only been awake for maybe an hour? #but i have been thinking about these too a lot lately so thank you for the ask #kit does seem much more likely to get reformed and much more likely to get along with his 'rival' #so i'm excited to see what happens in and after issue 67 with surge and kit joining the restoration #idk. maybe kit and tails get to have that sidekick conversation #kit the fennec #kitsunami the fennec #miles tails prower #kittails #tailsunami #asked and answered

[lasthumaninwales]

Question for Finnish speakers in the fan base:

In Urheilujätkä, in Jesse's part of the chorus, there's a sounds that shows up that I hadn't heard anywhere else in any of the Finnish songs I've listened to*. Specifically, a sound not unlike the 'ch' sound you get in Welsh and other related languages - that back of the throat sound.

You hear it on the line "Ehkä voitan, ehkä en", in the way he says "ehkä".

Now, my question is - is this actually a super common sound in spoken Finnish that I've just not picked up on in other songs because I'm a dumbass? Is it an unusual sound that's not in a lot of Finnish words, created by the h and k being next to each other?

Or is this like, a Jesse specific thing? Like is it more subtle normally but for whatever reason he really hits that "ehk".

I think it just stood out to me as it's not a common sound in spoken English, but it is one I'm familiar with because Wales. I noticed it when I first listened to the song and straight up assumed that bit was in another language I don't speak.

*The Finnish songs I've listened to being pretty much exclusively Käärijä and like, one Antti Tuisku song. You know the one.

#käärijä #jesse voss #idk i've been thinking about consonants a lot of late #i went down a rabbit hole about the english j sound the other day

[flashbastardsramblings]

Istg with every new picture of David Tenant, my gender envy gets even stronger.

#like HOW IS THIS MAN SO DAMN FINE #i can't #he is so HOT #and his physique is just perfect #idk how else to describe it #I've been thinking a lot about my gender identity lately #and I'm kinda confused #but every time i see him stuff just starts making sense ig #david tennant #anthony j crowley #crowley #tenth doctor #doctor who #good omens