#HMMMMMMM maybe I can play with this))

[pompompinkdandelions]

I don’t want to play the Scarlet DLC, I just want Raging Bolt

#we love a good Dino here #but also maybe I do want the DLC because you can play as pokemon?? #im just not a fan of S/V and don’t really wanna spent the $ #….but raging bolt…. hmmmmmmm

[parrythisucasual]

HmmMmmMM I’ve had this idea for a bit basically Jax would have his like go to pranks be ones involving bugs so obviously he tries to screw around with the reader not knowing they actually really like bugs and ending up finding it cute or whatever. I’d just imagine him being utterly confused or concerned lmao

HERE WE GO TWO POSTS ONE WEEK???? ITS ALMOST AS IF IVE BECOME SLIGHTLY MORE BEARABLE!!!!!

JAX X Bug Enthusiast! Reader

Jax waited around the corner, snickering. Just a few moments ago, he’d slipped a few pincher beetles under your door. He eagerly awaited the scream of terror with perked ears and bated breath.

But… It never came. Jaax waited for almost twenty minutes, though it never came. He groaned, deciding you were probably too stupid to notice the bugs infesting your room, so he trudged back up the hallway to make sure you did.

He knocked, and your cheerful voice called back. That was odd, usually, you were depressed and apathetic all the time. “Come on in!” you had chirped at him. Jax shrugged, turning the kob and entering- only to be faced with you laying belly down on your bed, kicking your legs up. With the beetles. In your bed. Just… crawling around.

You smile up at Jax, “These are my new pets. This is Dave the Magical Cheese Wizard, and that’s Suction Cup,” your grin bears the satisfaction akin to that of a Gen Z teenager that made a popular shitpost. He stared blankly at you, almost in a state of shock. 

You reached out to Dave, rubbing his shell a bit. He flexed his pincers but did not attempt to pinch you. You seemed thoroughly happy, although it was a relaxed sort of excitement. Happily content, perhaps? You glance back at Jax, “Thank you for them,” you speak slyly, “I knew you were the one to do it.” 

“How did you know it was me?” he raised a brow, surely you couldn’t have known. “Partly the knowledge you’ve done similar to Ragatha. But mostly your footsteps,” you respond, as if it had been clear the whole time, “Everyone walks differently. And in a few different ways,” you continue. He frowns, only more questions appearing in his mind.

“Really? You recognize everyone?” You shrug, “Well, Gangle is too light, I can't hear at all, and Kinger is hard to hear because he slides. But I can tell from the rest.” Jax nodded, then steered off of that conversation, now more interested in you keeping the bugs.

“I put these in here to freak you out,” he reminded, “And you like them?” You nod, picking up Sucion Cup, “I was in college for etymology,” you explain, rubbing the side of the bug’s pincer to demonstrate how much you trusted it, “bugs are a passion of mine.” Jax gives a small grin, “Really?”

You chuckle a bit, “Yeah, a lot of people think it’s gross and lame.” He shakes his head, “Nah, its totally cool. Bugs are freaky. Its cute how much you like it,” hes waving his hand. You nod, “You think so?” You smile at his nod and begin rambling about the beetles.

A few minutes later, your brain finally loaded what he’d said, “Wait, you think it’s cute?” you question, disbelieving. Jax’s face grew a bit darker, and your brain skipped forward again. Oh. OH. You’d first though he meant you were cute like a puppy, now you’re realizing you were very wrong.

“I don’t know, maybe? I guess so?” he tried to play it off, acting so casual about it. You merely blink, “Me? You like me?” He doesn’t respond, now avoiding eye contact. “Holy s*1t! You like me!” You couldn’t believe it. Your embarrassment finally joined the party, causing you to scoot backward, in a flustered mess. The situation was incredibly tense.

“Well yeah, yeah a little,” you being so flustered seemed to help him regain confidence, “I mean yes, I do. And it’d be pretty cool if you wanted to talk more or something?” he was struggling, but you were entirely ensnared by his awkward attitude. When he wasn’t being so fake, or at least when you could see through it, he was really sweet. You snort, smiling as you relax a bit.

“A date? Yeah, I’d like that.” He’s stunned as he looks into your face, his dumb grin having been wiped clean off, “Yeah? Yeah, okay, cool!” He perked up more, leaning in eagerly, “I’ll think of something really good, wait here,” he jumped up and hurried to the door, “Ill be back!” and disappeared.

You giggle, “Looking forward to it.”

#tadc #jax #tadc jax #tadc x reader #jax x reader #the amazing digital circus #tadc jax x reader #the amazing digital circus jax

[lovesickry]

- the devil is in the details.

┈⋆⭒ daniel ricciardo x fem!reader [1.4k] ┈⋆⭒ part 3 !

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⎯ find all parts here!! .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⎯ contents: bad flashbacks, smut, oral .𖥔 ݁ ˖ ⎯ a/n: young danny is um yeah, more flashbacks, this is much earlier than like the kind of history in the other parts. anyway. im silly etc;

6 years ago: december 2011. perth, australia

he was hot and heavy in your mouth, aching and red. his hand was tangled in your hair and you’d been shoved by him into a closet so your parents wouldn’t hear him. he was loud. he was young and admittedly, this was his first blowjob.

you recall this memory with slight taboo, not at all knowing what brought on this spontaneous act of “friendship” other than briefly recalling when daniel said that he’d never let a girl suck him off before. not even knowing if it was still true, but still continuing as though it was.

you’d remembered secretly maybe even wanting to and so when your mum went over to visit grace and asked if you’d tag along, naturally, you accepted. you were different then, he was different then.

you’d posed the question almost like a joke at first but then bordered into more of a “one time offer thing”, he was weary then, afraid to hurt you. to hurt the friendship you’d built, but before anybody knew he was crowding you against a wall, kissing you, feeling you. tasting you, and you slowly moving down to look up at him. god he’d loved the sight, he was so noisy, so whiny, couldn’t be quiet for more than a second. much like how he was normally. his eyes hooded as he looked down at you, your eyes big and bright looking up at him. you paid attention to every part of him. something you’ve always done. you’d licked and kissed and caressed all of him, leaving him squirming and wanting, and once you finally took him into your mouth.

“fuckkkkk” he drawled.

you hummed in response, you knew.

your nails dug into the back of his thighs when he started moving his hips, wanting more. you pulled off of him.

“we have to be quiet” you said a slight smile.

god his face then, you wanted to take a photo, eyebrows drawn in, nearly in anguish at the sudden loss of contact.

“yeah i know, hm sorry” so fucking needy for anything.

“shhhhh” you teased and went back to what you were doing. it was all becoming too much, he was bucking and squirming and tugging at your hair, you were so good and he couldn’t do it.

“i’m gonna- fuck” he stuttered, you knew what he was saying.

you looked at him, nodding. accepting it, going faster.

he came in your mouth, hot and fast, and you had to get his hand out of your hair to remind him to be quiet. he came with his hand over his mouth and his other hand on the back of your head. holding you there for a bit, supporting you.

he was shaking a bit, thighs pulsing slightly as you pulled his shorts back up on your way off your knees. he was panting, looking at you, flushed. he let his head fall back and hit the wall, while you looked at him. he looked so good like that. perfect and happy and spent.

“feel good?” you prompt, slightly sarcastically, knowing the answer.

“heh fuck off” he says, inbetween breaths.

“hmmmmmmm sure” you say, leaning your head down onto the top his chest, your head rising with every breath he took, his hand playing with the strands of your hair around your face. his other hand resting gently on the small dip of your waist. running small circles on the patch of exposed skin there. he was about to reciprocate, about to show you just how good you made him feel and give it all back, he was ready to worship you, to make you beg and plead, but you both jumped at the sudden-

“DYLAN WHERE ARE YOU?” your dear mother.

your eyes widen when your head snaps up at him.

“shit”

you free yourself from his embrace, and open the closet door, stepping out into his bedroom.

“wait dylan um i go back to europe next week, can i see you before then?”

(you never did see him before then.)

your scrambling to find the bag you brought.

“uh yeah, sure, text me”

you find your bag, swing it over your shoulder, he looks so sad, standing in the middle of the room, eyes fixed on the floor, you walk over and give him a kiss, just a light one, on the jaw, tilting your face only slightly and then stepping back.

“bye danny”

you walk out and shut his door, meeting your mum at the car, her mumbling mindlessly about what you and daniel had gotten up to.

*********** *********** *********** *********** ********

present day:

(1) new message from “daniel ricciardo”

1:56pm

sureeeeeee.

you hated him, you turn off your phone and start packing your suitcase, this would be your last night staying here, leaving for mercedes in the morning and then catching your flight back to aus. you turn on the tv for some mindless watching, one of those fun, cute german cartoons that they have one, playing in the back as you roll and fold your clothes. getting daniel out of your head, because you just got the job you’ve wanted forever and he can’t do anything about it. you call grace once you zip up your bag and you talk for hours, you tell her the newfound interest that daniel suddenly has in your whereabouts and your career and she’s just as shocked as you are.

you leave the hotel at 3:45pm and catch a taxi to the mercedes headquarters, feeling much more at ease than your first trip there. you get your uniform and your paddock pass and the job expectations, you ask if there’s anything you should review before the season starts. the man gives you a folder containing the performance of the car over the last five races for review and also the numbers and contacts of the other race engineers to get into contact with. it’s December and there’s work to be done before the season starts up again and that excites you, the work the absorption. what didn’t excited you was the inevitable, “hey so while we were running your backround check we found out you were friends with daniel ricciardo, talk us through how this won’t be a liability or conflict of interest” but you’d handled it okay-ish. you stopped at the hotel one last time to pick up your bags and then caught an uber to the airport, relieved to be going home, you lived in melbourne, but you’d grown up in perth, moving to melbourne to study, grace came with you and she’d been your rock, for lack of a better word, she’d been just what you wanted and you guys bounced off eachother, although doing completely different degrees, you doing aerospace engineering and her doing english.

you guys talked about everything and she knew all about daniel and yours history. your apartment in melbourne was quaint, for lack of a better word. it was home and you loved it as such, and upon returning home you dove into your work, spending most of all your free time the leading weeks to the beginning of the season reviewing prior car performance and prior driver performance.

you were assigned to valterri bottas. he was nice and consistent in performance, you couldn’t hope for a more authentic driver on the grid. you spent your days reviewing work and watching tv and catching up on your reading, you hadn’t done much in a while and you wanted to get back the certain passion you had for poetry when you were at uni. you had even started going on runs as a kind of de-stresser, going for runs in the late afternoon, getting home and reading your book. it was peace and it was routine you loved it.

but everyone so often, you’d get drifts of him in your head, vague memories of his touch. lying in bed, remembering how his hands felt wrapped around you, how his breath felt against your neck, you’d missed the warmth he surrounded you in, these “visions” eventually going away, but they left you with a longing you couldn’t shake, one that sunk itself deep down and threatened to warm your core. you’d still not communicated with him past the “i won’t be looking at you asshole” text and you hadn’t responded to his annoying reply since then, and the race was next week, so it’s not like he would have to wait too long to find out.

#daniel ricciardo #daniel ricciardo angst #daniel ricciardo fic #daniel ricciardo smut #f1 #f1 fic #daniel riccardo x reader #daniel ricciardo imagine #f1 x you #f1 x reader #lando norris #formula 1 #f1 2023 #formula one

[rebouks]

Ok I'm putting some stuff together--that's the mansion from ur Halloween special that was technically canon!! I need to go back an reread that post now, ofc. But that Oscar was having nightmares about a house he hasn't seen and then eventually purchases--is there some level of subconsciousness telling him he is supposed to be there?? I am loving all of this, as well as your added game play bits--theyre all so so well done and I can see everything starting to come together~~ Love your stuff, and sorry for the novel-length message!!

ohoohooooo.. 👀 the two places do look similar, don't they!? but Pinewood Manor does actually exist, it was the rehab facility Oscar went to, and his nightmare occurred there too.. but the similarities are there! i wonder what that's about hmmmmmmm, maybe it's a coincidence, or maybe there's no such thing as coincidences ⚆_⚆

#ranswers #ahhhhhkdjskj #<3 #i love that u picked up on the similarities ehehe #i'm having so much fuuuun with this new save and the house and everything brrrrr #glad u are too! #no apologies necessary for the novel aha i loooove it

[pin-crusher2000]

Earth 66 Headcanon Asks

1) Since they’re dating, how common is it for Mar’i to purr like a kitten when Jake is cuddling her?

2) Since they’re twins in your version; which one is technically the older sibling as they came out first, Mar’i or Jake?

3) Any storylines you’d like to do for the Grayson-And’r Family?

4) Similar as 3 only for the Super Family?

Good questions! @paladin-of-nerd-fandom65 :D

before I start, it’s actually Chris not Jake XD *sweet home Alabama plays in background.*

1: very common! Maybe like every 2nd or 3rd cuddle time. Mar’i would cuddle close to Chris, head on shoulder, hand on chest, & maybe legs & feet intertwined, & softly purrs. Chris does gently ruffle her hair like a pet. ;)

2: mar’i is the oldest, being 21 seconds ahead of Jake. (Since mar’i was create 21 years before Jake; 1996 to 2017)

3: hmmmmmmm top of my head I got 3! :D

1-Court of Owls: the idea of them being nightwing’s villains is pretty cool. (So I’m gonna borrow that from you if that’s ok?)

A lot of people are going missing in Bludhaven, & rumors spread around of mysterious black ninjas running around at night kidnapping people. The Grayson-And’r family, after some research, interrogation, & clues, mange to find an underground labyrinth with an army of talons (black ninjas) & “dead” people, plus some people in owl masks.

The main villains are: rich folk/mobsters (people who wears the owl masks) & NightWing’s ancestor: William Cobb (who wears a white/Gray talon suit to differentiate from regulars)

After the family beats up the majority of the villains, using ice equipment (cause talons are weakened by cold temperature) & the tamaerans starbolts (in my universe, you can kill these guys by turning them to ash) the only bad guy left standing is William Cobb. He decides to overdose himself with a chemical compound called: Electrum; which allows talons like himself to gain immortality, regeneration, & the typical superhuman stuff like strength, speed, & durability. When he did that, he grows super big & transforms into a giant bird monster.

He chases the family, knocking down everything causing the labyrinth to crumble down, the family got separated, dick with Kory and Jake with mar’i . Fortunately, Jake & mar’i did mange to reunited with their parents, unfortunately, mar’i got hurt during the battle hurting her legs & Jake had to carry her bridal style; Jake had to slide down a broken pillar while escaping a transform Cobb & there was a raised bump that hit Jake in the crotch, that causes his eyes to cross when he went over it. Jake: “d’oh! I think I peed my pants! (From the “famous” dragon escape scene from Shrek)

Heading close to the exit, the family does one final ice/fire combo that traps Cobb & have rocks to crush him to death & turned into ash by beams of starbolts.

(The next might be a little NSFW/dark, a little warning)

2-Doctor Light: Doctor Light (a major teen titans villain) decides to attack the family with a upgraded suit & kidnaps Kory, Mar’i, & Jake causing Nightwing to go rescue them.

Doc Light traps Kory & mar’i in chains while laying down on a table, arms spread & legs are facing forward. Jake was free but was getting beat up by him. After a small beating, he goes over to Kory & mar’i & starts touching their hair & (you can choose) starts climbing on top of either Kory or mar’i, rubbing his hand across “their” cheek. Jake gets back up & grab & throws doctor light across the room. Doctor light gets back up & tackles & starts choking Jake. With Doc being distracted, Jake uses whatever strength he got left & presses his foot into his crotch & headbutts the doc out cold.

For the final battle later on after rescuing his family: Nightwing is hurt & alone facing Doctor Light who powers up to the max, becomes pure light, pure energy but after digging out a picture that shows Kory, mar’i, & Jake, he gets back up & blocks hard light energy with his electric escrima sticks & blows Doctor light up. There is two different endings:

1- Nightwing dies similar to iron man in endgame (& Jake gets to become NightWing 2/3)

2- he gets knocked out for a few days & gets back up after that XD

3- Red Hood: in my universe, Jason Todd is either: permanently dead or comes back like how he did in the animated movie under the red hood, but he is fully a antihero/villain like his early comic book counterpart.

After the battle with Batman, (note: he didn’t blow up bludhaven yet in this version) he goes after the Grayson-Anders family (for reasons XD) & holds Jake & mar’i hostage. The house does get destroyed during a battle between him & Nightwing, fortunately, everyone is ok but Jason is injured from his fight with Batman & Nightwing & escapes into the unknown; injured.

4: I got 3, 2 original & the 1 from the above question.

1-Red Hood: in the original story: A death in the family, Batman really wanted to kill joker, but Superman talked him out of it. After learning that Batman WAS supposed to kill joker but was talked out of it, Jason decides to go after the Superman family years later after the battle with Batman & Nightwing. (Jason lost his memories & stayed at a church as a priest, he gains back his memories years later when seeing Superman on tv.

Red Hood creates a vigilante group called the red hood gang that has kryptonite weapons & attacks the superfamily (this is around the time the Super-Twins are a thing, probably a few weeks after the Blue Earth story). The SuperFamily (& a little help from Batman, & the Grayson family) managed to stop the red hood & his gang, but he sacrifices himself to take everybody out with a kryptonite bomb, but fails. The only thing that remains is a semi broken red hood helmet/mask. (Hinting that he is still alive)

2- Fire Of Olgun: this small “moment” in the comics has revived Osul-Ra from death on war world by mongul; & in one of the action comics, he was almost taken away from the New Gods (Orion). Annnnnd then it went nowhere XD I say use that to somehow age down Jon Kent (or retcon it saving osul as a potion not a “power up.”)

3- Slices Of SuperLife: mostly just slices of life moments of the superfamily like how we saw during Superman 2016 with the carnival & the road trip.

#youngtitans #jake grayson #mari grayson #chris kent #jon kent #osul ra #otho ra #super twins #superfamily #superman #conner kent #nightwing #starfire #dick grayson #kory anders

[glitchdecay]

Natsuki Is So Much More Than His Ditzy Behavior: Part 2

In June of Natsuki's route in Repeat LOVE, Natsuki explains why he applied to the idol program at Saotome Gakuen despite being lauded as a genius violinist — and later violist — in his childhood.

The dialogue text is pretty long, so it'll go under the cut.

Note: I transcribed the Japanese manually from the Switch port, but I'm only human. All translations are my own.

―Japanese―

【来栖　翔】:「おかえり〜。じゃねぇよ、この天然スケコマシ！まったく、お前は昔から……」 【来栖　翔】:「あ…………。悪い……昔のことは、あんまり言わない方がよかったか……」 昔？ 【四ノ宮那月】:「ん？……昔って？」 【来栖　翔】:「だから……ほら、あれだよ、小学校ん時のさ……ヴァイオリンのコンクール、控え室……一緒だったろ、俺と……」 【来栖　翔】:「お前、ぼけっとしてて、自分の出番も忘れてて、でも、ステージに立ったら、女子にキャーキャー言われてさ……」 【来栖　翔】:「それから……その……。すごかった……。俺なんか絶対勝てないかっこいい演奏だった……」 【四ノ宮那月】:「んーーーーー？おかしいですねぇ。記憶にありません。確かにヴァイオリンもやっていましたが」 【四ノ宮那月】:「翔ちゃんと出会っていたら絶対覚えていると思うのに……。うーーん」 【来栖　翔】:「てんめぇ、俺なんか、眼中にねぇってことかよっ」 【四ノ宮那月】:「そ、そうじゃなくて……ごめん。あの頃の記憶ってすごく曖昧で……。だから……、自分でもよくわからなくて」 【来栖　翔】:「お前がヴァイオリンやめて、ヴィオラをやり始めたって聞いた時もショックだったけど……」 【来栖　翔】:「でも、お前のヴィオラを聴いて、悔しいけど、感動した。だから、それでもいいかって思った」 【来栖　翔】:「それなのに……。なんで……。なんでそれすらやめちゃったんだよ」 【四ノ宮那月】:「それは……。それは……僕が弱いから……」 【来栖　翔】:「え…………？」 【四ノ宮那月】:「ヴィオラはとても奥深くて……。どれだけ頑張っても自分で納得のいく音は出せなくて」 【四ノ宮那月】:「でも……みんなは僕の中途半端な音を褒めてくれて。それで十分だって……」 【四ノ宮那月】:「僕がどんなに違うって言っても、誰もわかってくれなくて……。誰も僕のしたい音を教えてはくれなかった」 【四ノ宮那月】:「答えのない道をただひたすらに進むのかとそう……思ったら、すごく怖くなったんだ。その道は果てしなく長くて、遠い……」 【来栖　翔】:「……那月……」 【四ノ宮那月】:「ホントいうとね。今も怖いんだ。アイドルが歌うのを見て、すごく楽しそうで、僕もあんな風に音を楽しめたらって」 【四ノ宮那月】:「そう思って、この学校を受験したんだ。でも……。歌にも正解なんかない。自分で作っていくしかないってって気がついた」 【四ノ宮那月】:「でも……。でもね……。今、僕はひとりじゃないから」 【四ノ宮那月】:「あなたが……。そして翔ちゃんがいてくれる。誰かがそばにいて、一緒に悩んでくれる」 【四ノ宮那月】:「それがすごく嬉しくて。頑張ろうって……。頑張れるって思ったんだ。今度は答えを見つけられそうな気がするから」

―English―

Kurusu Syo: Don't "I'm back~" me, you airheaded Casanova! Jeez, you've always been like this. Syo: Ah...... Sorry. Maybe I shouldn't talk about the past. The past? Shinomiya Natsuki: Hm? The past? Syo: Like... You know, back when... we were in elementary school... At a violin competition. We were... in the same waiting room, you and me. Syo: You were spacing out and forgot your turn. But when you got on the stage, all the girls were screaming for you. Syo: And then... You... You were amazing. I thought I'd never win against your performance. Natsuki: Hmmmmmmm? That's weird. I don't remember. It's true I used to play the violin, though. Natsuki: But I'd totally remember if I met you back then. Bummer. Syo: So you didn't even pay attention to me, huh? Natsuki: That's— not what I meant... Sorry. My memories from back then were a blur... So... I don't really know myself. Syo: It was a shock to me when I found out you quit playing the violin and started playing the viola... Syo: But when I heard your viola, even though it was frustrating, I felt so moved by it. So I wondered if you were okay with that. Syo: But even then... Why... Why did you quit that too? Natsuki: That's... Because I'm weak... Syo: Huh......? Natsuki: There's so much to the viola... No matter how hard I worked, I couldn't play the way I wanted to. Natsuki: But... everyone praised my half-hearted playing. They said it was enough... Natsuki: No matter how much I said that wasn't it, no one understood me. No one could teach me how to play the way I wanted. Natsuki: When I... thought about continuing to devote myself to a path without a destination, I felt so scared. The path seems so long and endless... So far away... Syo: ... Natsuki... Natsuki: To tell the truth, I'm scared even now. When I saw idols singing and looking like they were having so much fun, I thought I could be like that too. Natsuki: That's what I thought, so I applied to this school. But... there's no right answer in this kind of music either. I've realized that I have to make it on my own. Natsuki: But... You know... I'm not alone anymore. Natsuki: 'Cause you're here... And Syo-chan, too. There's someone with me to think things through. Natsuki: It makes me so happy. When you say, "Let's do it together," I feel I can do it. Because this time, I can find the solution.

From the conversation, you can see kid!Natsuki felt lonely as a genius violinist, so he decided to move to the viola, but it didn't work either. It pained him to keep playing string instruments because things weren't working out for him.

#uta no prince sama #shinomiya natsuki #natsuki shinomiya #n plays utapri #my translations #utpr: repeat love #man i relate to him so bad #like i went from being the top student in my hs class and going on a full academic scholarship in a STEM program in college #and doing undergrad research to potentially go to a graduate program #but i quickly burned out in my junior year and was about to off myself coming into senior year #that was when i stumbled upon doing translation and self-studied japanese to N1 level #now i'm not sure if i'd go back into academia #but at least i'm in a happier place #and nacchan helped me get there in a way

[vioisgoinginsane]

10 years later, I'm finally watching a zeno remake play through

Part 1

»»————>

Flayon: according to the warnings, there's prob murder

Altare: *gasp* ( ՞ ᗜ ՞ )

Flayon: torture

Altare: *gasp* ( ՞ ᗜ ՞ )

Flayon: possible cannibalism

Me and Altare: *GASP* ( ՞ ᗜ ՞ )

They take the blood out? Why not just make it pink. Lol jk. Copyright.

...

Why not just make it purple?

Memory control device? Am I a robot? Is that the plot twist?

"I am a murderer"

"I think I could guess which character this is?"

Really? I think the plot twist is that they're both murderers actually. Genius doesn't mean you HAVEN'T murdered anyone, does it?

"That's the only proof that I'm me" - bestie, that's fucked

You know you could try out a new hobby like. I don't know. Cross stritching? like. I'm not even saying to stop murdering, follow your heart <3, but it's good to try out a new thing once in a while. You don't even have to keep the hobby forever, just to it as long as you enjoy it.

Anyways,

There he is!! The redheaded slut with the cute sidebraid!!!! Omg hiiiiiiiiiii <3 (with intention to study you)

What kinda fucked up human experiment is this??

"Handcuff? What does this stuff even do?"

Me:... It's cuffs your hands.

(And then I die. Maybe)

LMFAO ALTARE SAID THE EXACT SAME FU KINH THING KKAHXKAHS one braincell.

f

FUCKER JUST HANDCUFFED HIMSELF TO THE (probably) HOMICIDAL MANIAC!?

or more like the player made him but wow. THAT'S how you got in this situation???

I am suspicious of any and all information provided by whoever the fuck locked them in here

The fact that they put serial killer as "career" is so funny. Like what do you mean it's a career? Did someone pay him for this? The intro monologue said no one made him do it.

Psychology research... Hmmmmmmm... Well since they have their memories erased the resumes could be lying and I guess it would be interesting to see if you can essentially make two people swap identities like that. By erasing their memories and giving them someone else's information and convincing them they are that person. It would raise someone questions of, uhhh, if being a murderer is innate. Or the possibilities of rehabilitating criminals. This is more than probably NOT it but it woulda been interesting.

The fact that Altare and Flayon's "a weirdo and a normal one" dynamic are like completely swapped from Tsugino and Maeno there for a moment is extra hilarious 😭 Altare's like "i wanna murder someone. If I'm in here i might as well commit an actual crime" and Flayon's like "you're cool but you kinda scare me"

Yeah, Maeno can Read english. Yeah. He's Maeno.

*Thinking about tsugino's shirt too much* so like he either wears a thank top and some kinda arm warmer oooor it's a single shirt with the shoulders cuz... The red shirt under the while one, i mean...

.... What kinda forbidden lore does Altare have????

THE GAME IS KNOWINGLY MESSING WITH MY HEAD like ooowooo you thought Tsugino was gonna be like yay blood but instead he's shaken and Maeno is suspiciously calm so now you wonder which one is really which dont you? Teeheehee

"Are you good with intestines? " well i have this fond memory of this time my family butchered grandma's pig in preparation for Christmas and according to my mom all I did was explain the greek myths in detail to everyone and poke at the pig intestines. Granted, if I saw human intestines I'd probably throw up

Are they making a Frankenstein, do you think?

"Oh no that how it starts. When they're cute" actually, I am starting to suspect it starts when they have red hair. (Or white hair)

"Maeno's suspicious" yeah but also i feel like if i was a serial killer trying to get out of a HIGHLY secure hospital/prison/reseach facility i would probably need at LEAST ONE of the high ranking researchers eith keys to everything and need him alive. Everyone else can die tho. You know what I'm sayin'?

M.... Meat? (Possibly human) meat? ........ Nevermind, they mighta been running human experiments here. Unethical and inexcusable even when done on the worst serial killers. Maybe.

Bro this facility sounds like it had soooooo much stuff going on. Dealings under everyone else's nose.

SUSPICIOUS PIZZA

Oh that was a baaaaaaaad idea

OH FUCK OHFUVK FOOTSTEPS DON'T DO THIS TO ME THIS SHIT IS CREEPY

Bruh why's it always the cute serial killers with me. Wtf.

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Tsugino: I wanna try printin by stickin my face to the copy mashine

Me: WELL WHAT IF I squished your face between my hands instead? What then?

Tsugino, probably: I'll kill you.

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Altare: I've done that before

KAGXJWKXGEKXJSGSOXKWHXGWKSHKA BRUHH

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Hehe. He short. (I shouldn't laugh. He could be the same height as me for all i know)

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Altare drinks the blood of his enemies with a silly straw. Or was that a boba straw?

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The fact that I cannot read Maeno for shit is so unsettling actually. I have no fucking clue what goes on in that head of his. It could be elevator music or a murder plot and his face would be the same.

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TSUGINO'S GOT A KNIFE. UH OH

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Ah there it is. Cannibalism and blackmail cuz of it.

Tsugino: did the pizza I just ate...

Maeno: n-no.

Me: yeah. The note said they POISONED the last batch and you didn't just die so no.

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FUCK!!

?? : Maeno! Tsugino!

Me: hey uh. Can you confirm which one is which exactly? Pretty please?

Oh he IS the cannibal. Ok.

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Even Tsugino's like "you are way too optimistic. It's annoying" and Mawno doesn't even reply XD

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HE GOT FANGIES HE GOT FANGIES

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THEY REALLY CALLED HIM AN ANGY CHIHUAHUA 😭😭😭 💀

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What do you mean "R U STUPID!? WORRY ABOUT YOJRSELF IDIOT" awwwwwwwwwww

Yeah I think there's just elevator music in Maeno's head

I had to look up what iracible means

irascible /ĭ-răs′ə-bəl, ī-răs′-/ adjective Prone to outbursts of temper; easily angered.

Where did you learn words like that, Tsugino?

Tsugino, you tsundere... Maeno, you cute baka...

Oh look. A lesson in positivity and shit.... Man... At least one of them is gonna die...

HE SMILED HE SMILED HE SMILED HE SMILED I'd let him commit crimes

[bivwifeybunny]

Fuckboy Friday you say? Hmmmmmmm.. ok I may or may not dabble in spicy ASMR and my favorite thing is when the speaker says something like “play with it for me” or “let me watch you make yourself feel good”

I request a small blurb (or just hc’s whatever you feel like) of fuckboy!Punz + fuckboy!Sapnap x fem!reader using these phrases.

omfggg those two sentences have me 😍😍😍 imma do hcs for this

(also i wasn't sure if you wanted poly or seperate so if you meant poly just shoot me another ask and i'll gladly do it :) )

Sapnap:

fb!Sapnap

fb!Sapnap

this man is the world's biggest tease

he constantly has you on the edge

wrapped around his absolutely delicious finger

it's one of the main reasons he's able to keep you around so long

he'll give you the best dick ever

the most tender aftercare

and then ghost you for a week

when he comes back he's all apologies and empty promises

just to get in your pants again

and it works

however

he is a lazy mf

he has an amazing dick game

but only if you do all the work

riding is a must

he'll sit there with his arms behind his head smirking up at you

his dirty talk is immaculate

"yeah? my cock stretching you out that much?"

"c'mon darlin, i know you can take all of it"

"aw, look at my little slut, getting tired?"

"c'mon princess, you can go faster than that"

"there you go baby, play with those pretty tits for me"

"god you feel so fuckin good wrapped around me"

again, aftercare is very sweet and loving

but after you're taken care of, he's pulling on his pants

already making his way towards the door

with empty promises to return and to call falling from his lips

don't worry he'll be back eventually

Punz:

fb!Punz is even cockier than normal Punz

cause he knows he can get with anyone he wants

but for some reason he keeps coming back to you

not to say he doesn't indulge in other girls

but you're the only one that's managed to pull him in time and time again

he's so addicted to the way you make him feel

and he goes absolutely feral when you get needy for him

when weeks pass by without a visit from him you just can't help it

you shoot him a quick text

with a very uncensored pic

he opens it and drops anything he's doing to come over

you best believe your neediness is an ego boost

(as if he needed one lol)

but at first he's all over you

clothes scattered

his lips all over your neck

his hands roaming every part of your body

but never touching you where you need it

when you finally can't handle it anymore

and you beg him to just touch you already

all you get back is a smirk

"I don't know if you deserve it, baby"

"You're acting like such a needy slut today maybe you don't deserve my touch"

"But if you really want it... work for it"

"lemme watch you make yourself feel good"

"then i'll fuck you nice and good, alright, sweetheart?"

and he'll sit back

shamelessly palming his dick as he watches you pleasure yourself

"c'mon baby, you can fit another finger in"

"you wanna feel nice and full dontcha?"

"i know, i know baby, i'll fill you up real nice after this"

"aw, you wanna cum? just hold on a little longer sugar"

"don't you wanna cum with daddy?"

don't expect any aftercare tho

he might do the bare minimum, but as soon as he cums, he's usually gone

its a wonder why you keep letting him come back

#wifey's brainrot <3 #{fuckboy friday} <3 #mentallyillcrustacean <3 #wifey: punz <3 #wifey: sapnap <3 #punz x reader #punz x reader smut #punz smut #sapnap x reader #sapnap x reader smut #sapnap smut

[empty-pizza]

thoughts on harrow the ninth chapter forty-three

SHE REMEMBERS

AND I AM CONFUSED

LET ME KEEP READING AND GET MY BEARINGS ON WHAT'S GOING ON

this is fucky

it's not just retelling the memories harrow thinks she has

it's on some level a state of existence — where? not the river, is it? in harrow's mind? harrow was in some form experiencing it, but what part of harrow? when? underneath, in the subconscious? when she sleeps?

and are these somehow the real abigail and squad, or just in the mind? was this less false memories and more a play that abigail and squad were acting out for her?

has memories. a revenant.

harrow explains how taking away her ability to comprehend gideon takes away her ability to incorporate her, right. pretty much called a while back, after settling on memory fuckery over time fuckery. the crude systems she refers to include replacing gideon's name with ortus, naturally.

but she is, in fact, being haunted. hmm! hmm! a battlefield inside of her soul! raised an army to fight alongside her!

this is all being presented in a fairly lowkey way for something that PROVES WRONG MOST OF MY GUESSES ABOUT WHAT WAS REALLY GOING ON! LIKE YEAH I GOT A LOT RIGHT, ABOUT REMOVING MEMORIES OF GIDEON, BUT I FELL FOR THE RED HERRING THAT THIS IS JUST FALSE MEMORIES! IT IS A BATTLEFIELD INSIDE HARROW'S SOUL. THIS IS ALL ADDING UP.

this definitely justifies this plot beyond just like... being for the sake of a twist. no, it was necessary to get as much of it as we did. it makes it worthwhile both because it's a real, relevant plotline, and because it's about real characters.

hmmmmmmm. i could be entirely wrong that the narration is gideon. that the sleeper is gideon. i could be right, but i could be wrong. it could be the body in the locked tomb. why does it refer to The Body instead of My Body, then? hmm. but the sleeper honestly makes more sense as a representation of an invasive soul than as a representation of gideon. that said i still think there's a fairly good chance it's gideon. i dunno, i just think that's a bit cooler.

but also, harrow didn't do any of this intentionally, it seems? did silas kill himself for the sake of leaving this because he thought it was lame? but didn't he kill coronabeth too? she's alive. maybe that was just a memory, not the real soul.

hmm. is she really being haunted, though? we're running back to the question of, how truthful is it that she entered the locked tomb, and how truthful is it that she saw the body this whole time? because it didn't seem like she saw the body during gideon. she did tell gideon that she entered the tomb, so i still feel like god is just wrong when he says she couldn't have. but then why would this be only starting now, this invasion? was the soul just, laying dormant? maybe it only decided it wanted to take over once she became a lyctor, since that'd be more useful than just a plain old prodigy necromancer.

"what a waste of a woman, to have ended her life at the bottom of the ladder" harrow is referring to my pecking order, and no, abigail wasn't at the absolute bottom. coronabeth was.

some of this is explaining things that were already clear, like how she just replaced memories of gideon with memories of ortus. but other stuff is wild. like i think i said earlier, it's a ply she was directing. how the people involved in the play that realized some of the other people were parodies of themselves. ooh, i wonder if i can notice that in some of the chapters — notice that they're acting weird. if you're reading this, i'd love comments pointing out specific examples.

okay, so this is just while she sleeps. wild.

man. this is such a clever thing to do with the structure of your book. remix the first book in such a way that's re-interpreting the old ideas, re-exploring characters that didn't get a chance, and still make it a relevant new plotline.

man. i really enjoy where these mysteries landed. i predicted a lot, correctly. and that's satisfying. but other aspects shocked me and surprised me with what was possible. i try very hard to hedge my bets and not go all in on things i shouldn't be sure about. but as time went on, i still made one false assumption — i thought it was just false memories, since it seemed like memory fuckery was the main thing going on. and it was more, and i was fairly gobsmacked. good book. very ambitious.

i do wish it was earned a little more instead of just finally dumped on us. i would have enjoyed if the mysteries were something that waking-harrow engaged with more, that she tried to figure things out, at least attempted some deductions about what her old self's plans were. engaged with the letters more. but this is still fairly good.

i do think i wasn't like... hit as hard by these twists as i wanted to be. i don't know how much of that was my own expectations, or too much confidence in things that ended up short of correct. i dunno. on a technical level this is really cool and well done but my adrenaline isn't pumping (and that happens, with really mind blowing twists).

but hey! there's still over 20% of the book left for craziness!

#pizza reads locked tomb #the locked tomb #tlt #harrow the ninth

[leggerefiore]

They whine when their S/O flies from them, S/O screams mentally and physically because they cannot keep up with intense fast crawling

About genetics, at first I though about modern Volcaronas, but with Slither Wing-like wings. However, I quickly realised that they couldn't fly properly? Or they would be like wyrm dragon... Hmmmmmmm

And another funny thought:

S/O that is strong enough to lift them up in the air

The shock and the horror, hA

every time they move towards me threateningly in game, You Make My Dreams Come True plays in my head.

S/o can 100% ride on their backs if they asked. Intense fast crawling on giant mothman's back. Precursor to trains.

I think extra fuzzy modern Volcaronas with stronger limbs seems more apt. Maybe with or without a tail.

Ingo goes limp and accepts death when this happens before loudly screeching. Emmet is attempting to stop you from the ground. Please put him down. He's fragile.

Emmet just starts struggling and hissing, and you aren't getting far with him. He Remains On The Ground. Ingo just watches, debating if he should get involved.

Aksakdns, you can also accidentally terrify them by using strong fire moves. Watch them scuttle away in pure horror.

#submas.ima #pokehybrid au

[ineffablebookgirl]

psychoanalyzing Aziraphale and Crowley through the ages instead of doing my research project that's due next week. pt. 6: Shakespeare's Globe

The Hamlet scene at Shakespeare's Globe is the one that got me started on this exercise, because I got it into my head that this is the vignette where they are the most open, unguarded, and besotted with each other (before the closing Ritz scene, of course). I *might* talk myself out of this as I go along, because the Bastille comes next and we all know what a ride that one was. So. Come along on this journey with me, friend.

Exhibit A. Aziraphale's smiles.

They are almost completely unfettered in this scene. He tries to keep them under wraps, not let Crowley see, he really does, bless him, but he really, really fails. "Oh, he's not my friend, we've never met before, we don't know each other." Followed, seconds later, by, "Come on, Hamlet! Buck up!" and the most carefree, dazzling smile that has ever been bestowed upon one poor pining demon.

Aziraphale is having the Time. Of. His. Life. His favorite playwright, his favorite foods, his favorite demon.

And the exchange they have is a well-worn routine for them by now. They recite the customary temptation, resistance, mollification, and acquiescence like lines in a play. "Fine, heads." "Tails, I'm afraid, you're going to Scotland." But Aziraphale knows, from the beginning, that he's getting something out of this meeting.

And then, Shakespearse says, "It'd take a miracle to get anyone to come and see Hamlet," and the aha music plays, and Aziraphale goes, That's my cue! He immediately looks to Crowley, before Crowley even glances to him. He's so certain he's going to get what he wants that he loses focus on doing the puppy dog eyes and looks at Crowley's mouth instead.

"Yes, alright, I'll do that one, my treat."

"Oh, really?" asks the bastard innocently, as if he didn't know the instant Shakespeare said it that his demon would do it for him. As if he didn't know that this was the purpose of the visit from Anthony J'acts of Service Crowley all along.

Exhibit B. Crowley circling.

I love whoever first noted the circling as a protective snake move. And it is interesting to me that he doesn't do it all the time. I think this scene is the first time we see a proper snake circle. Let's do a quick catalog, shall we?

On the wall in Eden, he kind of winds his way from behind to Aziraphale's left as an actual snake. In Mesopotamia, they do a quick one to tap Az on the shoulder before popping up on his left. At Golgotha, she just approaches from the left. In Rome, he's slouching in his ennui. In Wessex, they come towards each other head-on and retreat head-off [INTEReSTING, this is one of the most head-on scenes they have. Mirrored maybe by the Bandstand scene, where they approach from opposite sides and then Crowley walks directly away from Aziraphale. HMMMMMMM].

Bastille -- no circling. St. James's Park in the 1880s -- no circling. 1940s church -- no circling. 1960s Soho -- no circling (only hearts breaking).

The biggest, most obvious circling moments, the ones that seem to say something about their relationship, are (1) this one at the Globe. (2) Crowley protectively walking around Az as they cross the street to the bookshop to enjoy the Châteauneuf-du-Pape. (3) The full, appraising circle in Tadfield before the infamous vintage-coat stain-removal miracle. (4) Crowley-as-Aziraphale circling around him protectively in the park with his ice cream cone as they await their kidnappings. These are moments where they feel like they are aligned, and the anxiety is low enough that Crowley can be expressive about his protectiveness. (Notably, no circlings at Tadfield Airbase, which maybe speaks to Crowley's intense vulnerability there.)

So anyway.

Back to the Globe. Aziraphale is radiantly happy and barely conceals it. Crowley is confidently circling and tempting with the cool and offhand certainty that he knows how this will go. There is very little true anxiety in this scene.

"You can not actually be suggesting what I infer you're implying." Crowley doesn't let him get away with it: "Which is?"

"That only one of us goes to Scotland and does both. The blessing and the tempting."

This is a big step forward. According to book canon, the Arrangement was established around 1100, if I recall correctly, so they've been doing this for half a millennium at this point.

Aziraphale does have a genuine ripple of worry when he says, "If Hell finds out, they won't just be angry. They'll destroy you." But Crowley soothes it away with his next line in the script: "Nobody ever has to know. Toss you for Edinburgh." And it is enough for Aziraphale.

Apart from that, they have the usual back-and-forth of ooh I'm an angel, ooh you're a demon, I do good, you do bad, blah blah blah. But it's all part of the script. Crowley even insists that Aziraphale be the one who says the subtext out loud, and Aziraphale does it.

"You cannot actually be suggesting... what I infer... you're implying." Crowley doesn't let him get away with it: "Which is?"

"That only one of us goes to Scotland and does both. The blessing and the tempting."

This is a big step forward. Crowley is asking for something. Crowley is insisting that Aziraphale acknowledge the ask. Aziraphale does it -- both the acknowledging and the tempting.

According to book canon, the Arrangement was established around 1100, if I recall correctly, so they've been doing this for half a millennium at this point. They are comfortable with each other. They trust each other. They are openly enjoying each other's company, enjoying the banter, and enjoying doing things for each other. Yeah, Az now has another stop on his Scotland itinerary, but that wasn't the point of this meeting. The point was to make eyes at and/or circle each other and/or eat grapes and/or watch each other eat grapes.

See, I don't think I've talked myself out of it. I think this is the most open we see them together until the end. The Bastille scene is cranked up to 11, but part of that feral energy comes from the anxiety creeping back in.

#good omens #gomens #good omens meta #meta #long post #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #through the ages #hard times #good omens 1x3

[nrrrdgrrrl2002]

Gee! Wonder why you guys don’t have enough time!

Hmmmm

Hmmmmmmm

HMMMMMMM

*grabs a megaphone* 📢 MAYBE IF DIDNT PULL THAT STUPID SOLO ACT YOU KNEW WAS GONNA FAIL, YALL WOULD HAVE MORE TIME

I can still hear my dad loudly and sarcastically saying “THANKS LEO” when this scene plays

#tmnt 2012 #tmnt 2012 leo

[thebiscuiteternal]

for the writing jam, maybe nhs confiding in or confessing to lan qiren?

Hmmmmmmm.

I am thinking perhaps that if he were to mention any of his suspicions/issues with his brother's death, it would be in such oblique terms that only after Everything Goes Down At Guanyin Temple does Lan Qiren have a "...Hold up." thought.

Pretending to just be idly gossiping about literally anything wouldn't work, since Lan Qiren would likely shut that down quick, so perhaps he couches it as references to a new novel he's been reading. A proper political drama/horror story taking place in a foreign court, not the sort of thing he used to smuggle for his fellow juniors during classes. He even has fake dialogue and scene descriptions in his head for further authenticity, spinning a tale of murder for ambition and what retribution must be sought.

It really is a very good story, very beautifully constructed, Huaisang says. He'll be more than happy to lend the book if Lan-xiansheng wishes, and then they can discuss the merits of it more.

Though he admits it does sound intriguing, the kind of story he would have enjoyed reading before... everything, Lan Qiren, of course, reminds him that even if he is no longer having to act as interim leader, he still has enough duties that he can't fritter away afternoons reading such things, and Nie Huaisang shouldn't have that kind of time either.

Nonetheless, he does wind up occasionally fielding and answering Huaisang's questions and commentary about the characters and plot, which seem far too insightful for the drunken, dramatic mess the Nie sect leader makes whenever he appears in public, but Lan Qiren chalks that up to the same issue Huaisang has always had about never bothering to apply himself to serious things, just whatever has his interest at the moment.

After Jin Guangyao's fall and the wedding of one nephew and the emotional fracturing of the other, he finds himself re-reading those little notes and putting the pieces together.

Perhaps he should feel angry or guilty that Nie Huaisang had placed all the pieces on the board and yet he hadn't recognized the game being played until after it was over, but instead he can't help but be a little ruefully impressed that Nie Huaisang had finally applied himself to something very serious indeed.

He considers burning the notes, but doesn't, packing them away in the depths of more mundane correspondence for reasons he can't quite put a name to.

The topic of the 'novel' never comes up again.

#will he maybe give those notes to xichen in the future? #idk idk idk #mdzs #nie huaisang #lan qiren #ideas #sorry i couldn't make fic out of this one

[moe-broey]

Hmmmmmmm......

I know it's my island and I can do whatever I want forever but. Given it's gonna be like, a silly spooky island I wanna have that theme.....

I have Just Enough space to call it HangCastle (Hang Castle, from Sonic Heroes) but like. Idk if it's immediately recognizable as a reference.... I feel like Pumpkin Hill is more recognizable (would have to shorten it), but I straight up haven't played SA2 (only SA1) and really my most nostalgic memories are with Hang Castle and Mystic Mansion. And Mystic Mansion has too many letters LMFAO and it is so specific. At least, with Hang Castle, that feels like a larger location (and from a level design standpoint, it is!) vs just being. One Specific Ass Building.

Plus I am. Extremely tempted to break away from my worldbuilding OCs at least a little and straight up just put Alfonse and Sharena on the island. I know someone already made an Askr themed island, so I likely wouldn't do that (wouldn't wanna steal their thunder, I already have a different idea in mind, ect ect) but like. Having it be a castle town could be fitting..... maybe they're just stopping by on some journey.

Also even though it is meant to be spooky I don't quite want it to exclusively be an autumn/Halloween island? Like. The residents just live here year round. That's their home. And it's haunted or perhaps cursed.

#animal crossing #acnh #all of this is just vibes idk what i'm doing. #but a castle town DOES sound really fun and cool......... #unfortunately no poll instant gratification. this bitch is hang castle now.

[a-tale-of-legends]

Professional mermaid swimmer Wallace is such a cute idea xD. I imagine though that if there was anywhere in the Poke-verse where mermaiding was a popular hobby it would be Alola because of all the tropical beaches. Can't think of anyone specific from Alola who'd be into it, tho.

Yeah,I can't think of others who would be into it either. They already have Kukui with the mask royal, so I dunno who would be interested in mermaid performances. It's probably why I feel like that type of stuff is more popular where there's contests or any type of prominent entertainment stuff. Like Hoenn and Sinnoh ( Fantina would love to be a mermaid performer lol) , Unova ( Elesa 100%, I can see her dragging Marlon into it because duh), even Kalos maybe ( Korrina is said to be into acting and performing, so I can see her trying it out!).

Going back to Alola hmmmmmmm. If I had to choose one, I can see Lana, and not just because she's the water type specialist! I dunno, I can just see her playing as some prankster mermaid lol. Though if she's doing it, then Mallow ( excitedly) and Kiawe ( begrudgingly) are gonna have to be a part of it too lol.

#sorry for the wait this one made me think a little #you know how you have a general idea of a response but no clue how to exactly respond to it? yeah #gym leader wallace #gym leader elesa #gym leader fantina #gym leader marlon #gym leader korrina #pokemon kiawe #pokemon mallow #pokemon lana #r answers

[droolysub]

afternoon babbles! this post will be all over the place and mostly talk about my day so far

so this morning i refilled the bird feeder (by request of my landlord) so now all the birds have something to eat! 🐦 i was a little reluctant because she was the one who asked (maybe that goes to show how bratty i am) but it feels good seeing the hungry birds come by for a meal in the middle of winter. i feel like snow white~ kind of. i'm just wearing cute panties and a plush robe unlike snow white

rn i'm enjoying leftover soup that a wonderful, amazing daddy was sweet enough to order for my dinner last night 💞 it's so spicy and making my nose all runny 🤧 but warm and nutritious which is exactly what i craved/needed for my tummy

after i do all my dishes, i plan on bleaching my roots later today so that tomorrow i look ultra cute going back to school

i doooo have a few stationary items and a backpack that i rly would like to have for school on my wishlist if anybody is interested in helping me prepare (edit: still need this btw) 🥺

i'm happy i took as many cute pics as i did this morning

i even uploaded my first video on here. it's a shame tumblr is so strict otherwise i would've posted something naughtier for you guys. hmmmmmmm.... i do have a bad dragon that i could drool on instead........ dang that's a good idea write that down write that down!

living here is pure hell but i'm doing my best to make it work and romanticize it when i can 😩 it's the little things that keep me going... things like warm meals and being able to take care of myself when everybody leaves for work. when it's just me at home and passive aggressive texts can be blocked out 💖

playing with horny daddies as a treat tonight sounds like it'll be well earned. not sure when i'll get around to it but i need to soon 🥵 i'm in the mood to be a mindless little fcktoy... it's too much to think today

#droolydiary