#i suck at drawing old men btw

[mikobeautifulheart]

How about JJK Men touching your weak spot, like on ur back or something in public and it makes you jump and them laugh.

IDK what ever you want to write but something like that.

TEHEHE YESSSS

Not edited btw :(

Weak spot

Including: Yuji and Yuta

Yuji

You were standing at the door to Yuji's dorm. He told you earlier that he would be 5 minutes late and that you could just head inside.

Was he sure, could you really just freely walk in? I mean what if he left stuff out that your not meant to see...or if he left his things out and forgot about it.

You reached out to turn the door knob before pushing the door open slowly. Everything was...normal. Clean, neat, nothing out of the ordinary actually. You walked in quietly, this place was to quiet to clean...there's got to be something he's hiding.

Well he is Yuji, he wouldn't hid anything...would he?

First you looked under the couch.

Then his desk draws.

And then in the book shelfs.

Nothing. Maybe you were just to caught up in trying to find anything interesting, in reality you knew there probably wasn't even anything there.

Finally you opened his bed room door and were about to peek under the bed when you felt something gently run down your spine making you jump slightly.

You heard Yuji's laugh "Your spine really is your weak spot"

You stood up and grabbed the pillow off of his bed and whacked him with it.

"YUJI YOU SCARED ME!"

"HEY! CALM DOWN" He said wrapping his arms around you, pushing you on his bed, his body on top.

"What were you looking for?" He asked

"Mmm nothing Yuji, I was just looking around. I guess I was right, you don't seem like a guy who hides things"

"I don't need to hide anything from you babe, I have nothing to hide" He said smiling while kicking his old Jenifer Lawrence poster under his bed.

(He forgot to throw it out before you got there)

Yuta

You were sent on a mission with your boyfriend, last one of the day. You were practically on edge after the past few nights with little to no sleep. Worked to the bone and tiered.

You and Yuta had pretty much finished the mission, but there were still traces of cursed energy so you both spilt up.

Man this sucks.

You swore as soon as this was over you were going to collapse into Yuta's arms and sleep all the way back home. But in the mean time you just had to hurry and finish this mission.

Walking down the hall way you heard something inside of a room, that was it, it was the last curse. It would be an easy kill, if only you could find the damn thing first.

You swung open the door and was hit with a wave of exhaustion hit you making your eye lids get heavier. Your vision blurred and your limbs became heavier.

"Not now" You mumbled to yourself seeing the curse move away in the corner of your sight.

You stumbled into the middle of the room and swung your arm aimlessly, managing to punch right through the curses body.

A sigh escaped your lips. Finally. Or so you thought until you felt overwhelming cursed energy behind you. Before you could turn around and react you felt a small poke on the small of your back making you jump and your knees go weak, body falling slowly backwards into something...you close your eyes to just accept your fate at this point only to be met with the sound of a light hearted chuckle.

"Y-Yuta, you rat. You know that's my weak spot" You mumbled looking up at him, seeing his smile.

"Sorry, sorry I couldn't help it." He lifted your body up bridal style and carried you out the building.

"Where's Ichi when you need him" Yuta said looking down to see you peacefully sleeping.

THANK YOU FOR READING ♡

AUTHOURS NOTE: So random but i'm dying with out requests, I only have two more to write and I've nearly finished them. PLEASE.

#jjk x you #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen x you #jjk #jjk fluff #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen megumi #yuji x reader #itadori x reader #okkotsu yuta #yuta x reader #jjk yuta #yuta fluff #yuji itadori x reader

[matenrou-fan]

I'm so glad your doing Obey me! now too! Do you think I could get a NSFW threesome with dice, fem!reader and Mammon please?

Dice x fem!reader x Mammon threesome

hiii star!! of course you can get it, here!! <3 btw this is my first time writing something like this so it's probably a little bit messy (ノ_<。) please contact me if something wrong!! xx

You always scold Mammon, your boyfriend, that there's consequences of his actions. But who will scold you after you decide to spoil him a little bit and show him the human-world's casino where you meet your old friend, Dice? Because now these two greedy men have become besties and actually have some plans for you…

Femreader, mention of sex and sex activity, teasing, begging (a little), oral (male receiving), fingering (reader receiving), breast play, crempie;; 1678 words;;

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

You let out a long trembling moan, tingle sensation tickle your chest, running down to your already heated core. Your skin was so hot, and it feels like every touch just warms you up even more. And there were plenty of touches, as two pairs of hands at once caressing your body now.

You were sitting on Mammon's laps, Dice right in front of you as his hands cupped your chest.. It all started so lightly and playfully, you can't even say at what moment it turned out like this. You know that these two can be a little naughty and bratty, due to pretty similar behavior but who would know they can be such teases if they cooperate? Even Mammon, who always seems to be pretty shy around you, now was stroking your thighs so hungrily…And it was so hard to sit still when Dice was playing with your boobs like that, squeezing sensitive nipples with his fingers through the thin fabric of your shirt, sucking your collarbone as his kisses got moved more down and down to a gap between your breasts.

"Someone already so impatient, huh?" - Mammon chuckled right into your ear, grabbing your hips tightly as you continued to squirm around under their touches. He can be surprisingly strong and now his hand holds you so firmly, pressing your butt to his crotch. You whimper, feeling his half hard dick pushing you through his tight pants.

"Sh, s/o.. be a good girl.. Let us play with you a little bit more.." - Dice giggles, looking at you with a smirk. - "After all, the jackpot feels better when you take your time with it, spreading the fun.."

"And we win a big one today, don't we?" - Mammon murmurs in such a soft and playful tone with a slight drop of tease, kissing the back of your neck, making shivers run down your spine.

His arms start playing with the hem of your skirt, fingers tickling sensitive skin under fabric but don't move more forward, to your pulsing core. You whine, spreading your legs more, carving for more friction but Mammon just keeps playing with you, drawing small circles and shapes on your inner thighs with his fingertips.

"Please.." - you whimper really quite, almost whispering. The way Dice keeps teasing your chest but only through your t-shirt, his lips so hot on your skin, the way Mammon keeps playing with your thighs and hips but doesn't even bother to finally take off your panties and touch you here.. it was too much to handle.

"Please.. you two.. two morons, just fuck me already..!" - voice so high pitched as you whine. It was a little embarrassing to ask like that, to almost beg, but you can't resist this urge inside your body, to be finally touched in the proper way..

"Ooh? So needy for us, huh?" - they chuckled, almost synchronously, and Dice finally took off your shirt, revealing your chest with hard nipples. Cold air makes you whimper for a moment, as the gambler was too stunned, admiring your naked top but then his warm hand almost immediately grasps your boobs again, even more greedy than before.

Mammon also gets more serious, lifting your skirt, his fingers touching your already destroyed panties.

"You're so wet.. Have you been dreaming about something like that before?" - he smirks, taking them off.

Slowly, but now more in a gentle and caring way than in teasing one, he starts caressing your wet folds. Little gasps and moans of yours lead him to the right way of pleasuring you as he quickly finds all your sensitive spots. His pace sped up, the other hand reached to your one and squeezed it a little.

Mammon leaning closer, buried his face in the hollow of your shoulder, while Dice was kissing your areolas, hot tongue licking sensitive nipples. He looks up at your bright red face and suddenly squeezes one nipple between his teeth, not that hard but enough for making you gasp a little.

"Hehe.. Your reaction is so cute.." - he whispers and gets closer to your face, his lips covering yours in such a passionate and loving kiss. You groan right in his mouth, feeling that you are almost on edge now, as Mammon's hand keeps playing with your pussy. He touched your clit, gently massaging you with a tip of his nail, and you couldn't hold back anymore. Tight knots in your abdomen suddenly pop up and you moan loudly, grasping sheets of bed, overflowing waves of pleasure washed through your whole body.

Both men keep stroking your body, helping riding your orgasm to the end. Mammon kisses your sweating temple, whispering you right in the ear:

"Hehe.. What do you think, s/o? Maybe you should pay me with the same service now?~"

"W.. what..?" - your head was still dizzy after your orgasm, that you didn't even understand him at first.

But when Dice took you carefully in his arms, turning you around so now you were on all four between them, your face so close to Mammon's crotch, you understood.

You unzip his pants, revealing a long cock in front of you, the tip of his head already trembling in pre-cum. Licking your lips, you first touch him with your trembling arms, finally have the opportunity to pay back for all his teases. Your smile a little as your fingertips slowly tickle his length, small gasps and whimpers above your head telling you how much demon like it. While Dice's hands greedily wrapped around your hips, and his erect cock pushed against you through the fabric of his pants. You and him groan breathless at the same time and you hear as another pair of pants unzips, your heart beating faster and faster as you lift your hips in anticipation. He was no less horny than Mammon, sloppy stroking your juicy folds with his head before finally pushing into your walls with a long moan. For a moment you froze, all your sensation concentrated in your pussy as you tried to relax and get used to his pulsing dick, arms grasping Mammon's thighs. Your trembling breath was tickling demon's sensitive skin and he groaned, getting impatient.

"H-ha, s/o.. You are so tight.. Just how much do you enjoy it?" - Dice whimper and look up at you, waiting for your command. Despite his whole body shaken at the urge to take you as fast as he can, he still wanted to make you feel good too.

So only after you nod him that you're ready, he starts, long and slow thrust sends shivers from your spine to your head, his low groans make you feel butterflies.. When Mammon's voice was more tense and high, as your trembling hands were so sloppy, stroking him decidedly slowly. It was a little bit hard to concentrate as waves of pleasure keep rushing down your body but you still wanted to tease him. You lick tip of his cock with your hot tongue, looking him right in the eyes.

"What's wrong, Mammon? Don't you agree that we should take things slow?" - you giggle between your moans, enjoying your boyfriend's amusing reaction. Here he is, teasing you not that long ago but now blushing heavily himself, his dick tremble every time your wet lips kisses hot skin. He bite his tongue, trying to control his tearful whines, but his needy eyes tells you everything better than any words can.

With a little smirk, you lick all his length and finally take him in your mouth, almost immediately moaning as in the same time Dice hit your g-spot so good, your whole body shivered and walls tightened more.. Mammon moan too as vibration of your voice tickle his dick, making him grasp sheets. He reached out and pulled your hair with a weak arm, pushing your head down.

But you moved away for a second, giving yourself a little break, and only then looked him right in the eyes and took him whole. He whimpers, biting his lip, hips lifted by itself closer to your face, as Mammon can't control his body anymore, your hot mouth always makes him go crazy. As his girlfriend, you already know all his soft spots and you continue to moan, watching how the vibration gives Mammon unreal pleasure. He leaned back against the pillows, his breathing began to falter, and his fingers tightened on the back of your head. Dice also grabbed you harder, squeezing your thighs with sweaty shaky palms. You feel his cock begin to swell and twitch inside you, his movements become more ragged as he roughly pumps you, stretching your clenching walls with force. It looks like you three were almost on edge, the room was filled with moans and wet sounds of body slapping to each other.

"S/o.. I.. I'm gonna cum.."

"Damn.. s/o, it's too good.. Ha.."

They both whimpered at the same time, holding you tightly, as your bodies reached the climax, sending you all to heaven of pleasure. You felt as thick cum filled your hot walls, your pussy clenched around Dice so hard, almost squeezed out sperm from him. He starts to slow down, sloppy thrusting in you, his hands almost leaving bruises on your skin as he keeps whimpering how good you make him feel. At the same time Mammon grabs your hand, his whole body trembling, deep but dim gaze fixated on your beautiful face. He murmurs a small apology as his trembling cock pushes your throat and he comes too, right inside your mouth, hot cum mixing with your saliva.

You all fall to a bed, still trying to catch your breath after that. You swipe sticky drool from your chin as you look up at two men, who's still gasping a little. But then they exchanged glances and looked at you back, due to sinful sparkles in their eyes you can say that this is not the end. And not even a middle, but only the start of a long night of exotic pleasure.

#hypmic x reader #hypmic imagines #hypmic #hypmic smut #obey me smut #obey me x reader #obey me imagines #obey me #hypnosis mic dice #dice arisugawa x reader #hypmic dice #dice x reader #dice arisugawa #dice Arisugawa smut #obey me mammon x reader #mammon obey me #obey me mammon #mammon x reader #mammon smut

[cirripedia]

It is so fucked up. I love animation and japan does have amazing and top-notch animation, however, men ruin everything. Apart from misogyny when it comes to hiring female animators and all those things, how is it not a social suicide to put out a incestual/pedophilic anime out there? Not just that, but have it in stores. You should be fearing for your housing situation and if your employer will find out about you being connected to making that kind of material. (btw I am very angry because cartooning in general could be such a deep and interesting and fun thing if it weren't for this)

anon you're too pure. it's not social suicide BECAUSE it's so accepted and p much enjoyed by the masses.

japanese porn sites are filled with incestual videos, videos enacting chikan (sexual harassment on public transport), with videos of women who look like children and all sort of fucked up shit. and who tf knows how much of them are even with actual acting.

a few years ago people ganged up on me (not radblr) when I said japans age of consent was 13 (it was raised to 16 like this june) saying that its the baseline and actually every prefecture or whatever has 16 and defending the law. just around that time a man raped a 13yo after making her sign a sex slave contract, I saw shit ton of japanese people on twitter blaming the young girl as well. even if he was arrested for sex with minors do people think having that age of consent law defined like that didnt affect how society views young girls?

people especially dudebros who like to suck up to japan are pathetic and honestly I think are pornbrained. noone is telling you to give up anime but if you could not try to gloss over how anime and manga also contribute so much to glorification of pedophilia and misogyny. also ntm how they still draw racist caricatures of black people...

workplace misogyny and gender pay is still a huge issue as well. I hope noone has forgotten what tokyo uni did in 2018.

Ive heard that this is p common in japan as well from a couple of japanese women. they both wanted to be doctors but yeah. but to end on a positive note:

#asks #sorry the answer is so all over the place

[trickinabucket]

BTW, My AFAB*s for Yakuza are currently (Part 1?):

*assigned furry at birth

(This is a small project I have where I come up with animals that could represent the cast in a furry universe. They lean more heavily in the direction of redwall-esque. They stand and move more like humans, but their anatomy is a bit more animalistic. They also wear clothes. I'm pretty sure. I just don't draw that atm bc I suck at it lol I also try very hard to limit the animals to ones found on the continent their races "come from." It's a weird rule I impose. And, if you're curious, a child could come from a breeding pair that is a completely different species. It's more of an "energy"/features thing.)

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Kiryu Kazuma:

[ Kiryu Kazuma ]

Smooth Chow/Shar Pei/Mix of the two

Any particular notes or reasons?

Even though I try to stick to Japanese dogs for the yakuza themselves, I really liked either/both of these options because of how bulky they are. The wrinkly face can also sometimes look pretty mean - but, by the same measure, they can look like teddy bears. Not to mention; Chow Chows were bred for, among other reasons, guarding. Shar Pei are fighting dogs.

Nishikiyama Akira, AKA "Nishiki":

[ Nishikiyama Akira, AKA "Nishiki" ]

Larger, bulkier version of Japanese Spitz (possibly some ambiguous mix?)

Any particular notes or reasons?

The breed is said to be eager to please. Not to mention, loyal! They're also regarded as a companion breed that can serve as a watch dog. Also, so, so beautiful.

Kazama and Arakawa:

[ Kazama and Arakawa ]

One of two breeds (different for each):

Shikoku Inu

Kishu Ken

Any particular notes or reasons?

Both these breeds are considered old and rumored to have wolf blood. (Wolves in Japan are extinct, so this is the closest we'll get to them, if that's the case.) They're also both hunting dogs. And we all know both of these men did a fair bit of hunting in their day.

Majima Goro:

[ Majima Goro ]

Striped Hyena

Any particular notes or reasons?

"Hyena" is just perfect for Majima. Keeping that in mind, he didn't start off "clownish" as a yakuza; quite the opposite. This particular type of hyena isn't famed for cackling; that's spotted hyenas. (Though, I did hear that they can laugh from some rando on the internet who claimed to live in a region that had striped yeen territory.) They're nocturnal, perfect for "The Lord of The Night." I also think them being skinny, top-heavy alternatives to spotted hyenas is more reminiscent of Majima's body type. Striped hyenas are also canine-enough for me to pass them on as appropriate for yakuza work. (I tend to make the yakuza dogs, but I decided that dog-like "counts" because of Maji, tbh.) There's a lot of interesting symbolism and lore in mythology concerning striped hyenas. Their history is also interesting. I could pull out some things I learned, but, honestly, I worked backwards from hyena to get this guy to fit. I'm sorry to have threatened the integrity of this project.

Masaharu Kaito:

[ Masaharu Kaito ]

Tosa Inu

Any particular notes or reasons?

Tosa Inu are courageous watchdogs initially bred for fighting. They're also lovey to their "people" that they've bonded to (described as "quietly affectionate.") Because of which, they can be somewhat aggressive to other dogs that are "outsiders." And, honestly? I've never seen Kaito even try to play nice with other Yakuza (mostly outside the family, but "mostly" is a key word here), even if they aren't having an outright war. I also know that bully, jowly dogs are considered "ugly" to some people. People in the canon have called Kaito ugly. I believe, however, those real and fake people are full of it.

Takayuki Yagami, AKA "Tak"

[ Takayuki Yagami AKA "Tak" ]

Domestic Cat (Oriental Shorthair?)

Any particular notes or reasons?

"Whet??" you say? Well, for starters, Tak isn't yakuza. So, not a dog. Besides, playing/watching a playthrough of Judgement for like an hour will make you see: Tak has MASSIVE cat energy. He's snarky and sarcastic, cool/level-headed, (somewhat?) dignified, curious as all hell (and aggravating when he wants something, particularly answers). Plus, idk, imagine a cat staring at you, judgementally. Perfectly natural, right? I feel like Yagami's eyes make you tell the truth, or at least makes you squirm.

More to come, bc this is a big post...

( Did I honestly forget The Best Boy?? I'm sorry, he'll be in the next one. )

#Ryū Ga Gotoku #Yakuza #Like a Dragon #furry #character analysis #(some) #symbolism #Kiryu Kazuma #Nishikiyama Akira #Tak Yagami #Masaharu Kaito #Kazama Shintaro #Arakawa Masato

[sparkbugs]

Been thinking bout jrwi all day it’s finally time to watch ep 104. liveblog under the cut!!

So I actually watched the intro (well Bizly’s song of the intro) at 5 am and it’s been stuck in my head ever since! Good song, really wish it was on other platforms to listen to :(

(I can’t believe I’ve “caught up” so fast) ((I’ve been binge watching episodes instead of sleeping so oops!))

Ooo Grizz got white/silver hair :o it looks so nice!!

Haha! Corruption! That sounds so good haha!! Land is going to be worse I feel but ok guys

FUCK THE FUCKING COMPASS. Chip please get rid of it please mannnnn

CORRUPTION SCORE?!? Fuck. Haha that’s a great mechanic! Terrified to see how it works out. Haha how the fuck do you get rid of your corruption points. Grizzly what the fuck /pos this is terrifying and for good reason

(I love getting ads for one piece during this campaign (I haven’t watched one piece))

God they’re all gonna die man I’m so worried godddddd

Ayo Chip calm down man jeez- QUEEN LMAOOOOO

Jay don’t fucking DRINK THE BLACK SEA.

Broken heart island :o OOOO THE TREE :o save the treeeeeee. This is the tree May Ferin draws her power from no?? Save it guys you got this- Oh shit this island is HUGE huge. Ok then

Oh I feel like burning (the tree branches in the way) will go so poorly oh god oh no. Oh… never mind then??

Alphonse ship :) hope they make him a new body that’s not a ship so he can do the things he wants too-

Yeah I think it’s an illusion maybe?? Oh it’s. Not wtf is it the hell. “We should pull up?- we should pull up” yea gillion pull up

LMAO CONTESTED DEX ROLLS AND GILLION WON??? Rip chip

Aw village :( god it would suck if they go by Gryffon (Gryffin? Gryffen??)’s home town :(

“Chip! while the tree is distracted!!” Gillion never change <3

God damn it. “Our specialty: subtle” please. You’re not being subtle and you knew that but god y’all gonna die.

Fyck here they come- “hostile mobs inbound” they’re not gonna be friendly. There’s no way there’s anyone in sane mind around here man. LMAO THEY THREW A ROCK AT HIM AHDJDHSK

Minor illusion to make sounds behind them as they go by that would be kinda smart methinks maybe but! They’re also. Out of magic almost so maybe not hm-

Yeah it’s not safer on land at fucking all man Jesus- Gillion don’t fucking go on land alone I swear to god

They need to rest so fucking badly man shitttt this is so fuckeddddd this is not gonna go welllll aaaaaaaaaa

Nightmare nightmare nightmare nightmare /ref

Man I wonder what this place looked like before the Black Sea :( it must’ve been so pretty

Ichor webs! Haha!! Not dangerous or foreboding at all

(In the tone of “the claw from Toy Story”) The Treeeee…

Aw Gryffon :( mannnn i love weeping willows I love pink cherry trees this is such a good tree I agree gillion go save it

The thumbnail is sick btw I don’t think I mentioned that, amazing colors.. I wanna eat the art /pos

God please do Not Split Up for the love of god… STOP FIGHTING YOURE GONNA ATTRACT THE BADDIES OH MH GODDD..:. Aaaaaaaaa DONT SPLIT UPPPP FUCKKK EVERYONE GO TOGETHERRRR the old men on the ship are gonna die :(

“Leave no tres” that’s amazinf holy shit “leave no cinco” is also good

“Do you guys think the tree has chicken??” ????? Chip??????

YEA JAYS THINKING ABOUT THE NOISE THING YEAAAAA the noise attracts them?? I hope. I fuckin hope. Zombie game in the pirate campaign

Hahaaa uh ohhhh… uhh ohhhhh (the uh ohs from tattletail when they get low battery) uhhh. Oooohhhhh…

CONSTRUCT??? A GOOD LIVING THING?? SOMETHING GOOD. OMG IRON GOLEM LIKE MINECRAF.

Just realizing this episode is filmed after Genloss cause of the painting in the back of Charlie’s room. Damn- IS THAG A PRETZEL PLUSHIE IN CONDIS ROOM??

MINECRAF GOLEM YEAAAA HEHEHE… oh chip wtf man :( he didn’t ask for his home to be corrupted :( thisbis a friend I’ve decided I want to keep him

Oh. A rose :D he’s such minecraf moment he’s asking to be friends- aw :( rose died. MARBLE!!! THATS A FRIEND I LOVE THEMMMM

I’ve decided I would die for Marble <3

Oh shit. The black rose!! AAAA GUYS STOP OVER THE FUCKIN TREE. Oh. Black rose pirates. Black Sea. Uhmmmm. Uhmmmmmmmmmmm there’s a connection here I’m missing besides the tragedy of The Hole in the Sea but. Somethings wrongggg mannnn

Mhm totally different gillion totally not the same.

Chip :( aw nooooo :( the memory aaggagshhaaaaa OHHHH HE WAS THERE AS A KID IM SO NORMALLL

Midroll baybeeeee honey time lesgo (Bizly stop ripping your pants)

ISNT IT THE SAME TREE? Was I wrong. WHAT. Ohh it’s in all port isn’t it . Shit

STOPPP RUNNING THROUGH THE PLACE PLEASE

marble :D

STOP RUNNINGGG… bean shape… creechur

KENKU SAVE THEMMMM OHHHG THATS A FRIEND. I too got the impression they were ignoring the party but if it does notice them. I’ll cry

Kenku friend :( save themmmm YEAAA SAVE BIRD

NOOOO WTF A TURTLE FRIEND NEEDS TO SAVE FHEM NOW TOO FUCKKK

Uh oh. Beetle guy uh oh. OH IT HAS A CUTE VOICE. Oh nos

“That’s mine.” “… Nuh uh-“ *gets flattened by hammer*

NOT A DEX SAVE FUCK- oh thank god good job gillion

Man them yawning makes me yawn wtf.

GILLIONNNNNN DONT SAY THATTTT SHHHH

Hollow knight boss lookin ass mf /pos

Kenku friend :D also grizz lookin majestic while beating the shit outta the team

Oh. My god. “You win! Im sorry” im. This is going bad

“Im on team you can just walk out, you can leave” I love jay so much

“Queen, play despacido” i hate it here- Bruno mars canon in mana??

Tortle friend and Kenku friend :D

… oh fuck. OH FUCK WHY DOES IT MOVE SO FAST

80 POINTS ?!?!!! Oh thank god. Fuck man that would’ve been insane

JAY NOO DONT CAGE THE BIRD >:( GET HER OUT THE NET

Jay is so me “I don’t wanna be dealing with this guy right now” yea me too man

Of course he gets two natural 1s in a row rip Charlie slimecicle

“EYE POWER ACTIVATE” CONDI LMAOOOOO AHSHDIDHS

THE FUCKING MIRROR HELPPPPPPPPPP HAHAHAAAA JAY NOOO

Put the big bug guy in the mirror :) catch like a Pokémon NOOOO JAYYYY . Well. Chip please get her she’s in the mirror helpp

Gillion is the Lorax moment.

GILLION NOOOOO FUCKK AWHWHDISBA FISH BOY. A FAIL ON A DEATBSAVE TOO FAURKSHAAHA this is so fine. This is soooo fine haha. This is so fineeee. Grizz realizing how bad this is,, is me right now it’s so fine thoughhhh

GILLON. Fuck that tree mannnn. CHIP GRAB THE FUCKING MIRROR. CHIP. YOU FUCKINGGNGGHDJDHSIHA HOWWWW THIS IS SO FUCKED UPOPP AAAAA IM SO SCAREDDD

GRYFFON GOOOOOOOOOO GET THEY ASS COME ONNNNNNNNN GET THEMM.

In. Frared? Infrawered?? GRIZZLY you good?

Gryffon beat they ass mannn aahdjdhdoaua

CHIP. Thank god. “YOU ALL SMELL LIKE GOOD VESSELS” ?!?!??!? HELLOOOOOO

Gillionnnnnaaaaa my boy :( my fish mannnn also GET JAY PLEASE? Didn’t chip grab the fucking mirror why hasn’t he freed her

…. Treeeeeeeeeeeeeee ….

CHIP YOURE FONNA LEAVE YOUR CREW??? . Gillion. God. Damn it gillion. Aw Kenku :( Kenku friend trying to help Gill :( that’s a friend

Gillion. Pleaseeeeeeeeee fucking hell man. He’s dead AGAINNNNNNN

AWWWW BIRD BIRD TRYINF TO PROTECT GILLION NOOOOOOO BIRD BIRD :( THATS A FRIENDDDD PROTECT HER

“Do we really wanna risk our lives over this random bird?!?” “YES!!!” YEA GILLIONNNNN GET HER >:( JAYGET HER OR ILL FUCKIFN YELL >:(

NIOOOOO BIRD BIRDDDFD LET HER GO YOU BASTARD

PLEASEEEEEEE BIRD BIRD :( I’m so sad

GILLIONNNN AAAGSJDHDSHDJSHS IM SO SCAREDDDD IM SO FUCKIFNHFDISHSKA

Let her out >:( Charlie is so distraught over bird bird me too mannnn

GILLION. Grow big and make bird bird big :D BREAK BIRD BIRD OUR THE CAGE LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOO that’s a friend :D

Uh. Ohhggg… uh ohhhhh (tattletail uh ohs again)

Uh oh he’s not sleepy anymore. Uh oh. Im so fucking scared

Bird bird better not fuckinf die I love her so much

Corruption. Point. Uh oh.

noc? Knock? Kenku friend :D

NOOOOOOOOOOO BIRD BIRD IM GONNA CRY LET HER BE OKAY

Size coin… come on it better go well. LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOO

This is some power ranger like mecha battle shit power up thing idk how to explain it. (Gillion growing giant and fighting this bitch)

(It’s almost 1 am I’ve been awake too long but I need to finish this episode)

Murder bug guy :D riptide pirates the crew that gets into everyone else’s shit

Uh oh. Gillion goes down again I’m gonna. Lose my mind. Oh my god they’re gonna attract so much trouble with the noise when they fall fucking hell

I totally missed jay leaving the mirror btw she’s 60 ft away but like where??? How???

YEAAA JAY AND GRYFFON SHOOT TO KILL. MURDERRRRR

INFAWRARD LAZER BEAM CANON!!!!!!

You. Tortle. MURDERRR HDJXHSJS HAHAHA GOOD JOB CHIP. NOOOO I KNEW ITTTT THEY WERE ATTRACTING ATTENTION FUCK

“Im gonna start drinking” me fucking too gillion damn.

Good episode, fishman is still down im worried, he went down three times Jesus fuck, also! I knew they were gonna attract attention from zombie ichor guys… debating on watching ep 105 as well before sleeping but we’ll see :)

#jrwi #jrwi riptide #jrwi liveblog #yippee #jrwi jay ferin #jrwi gillion #jrwi jay #jrwi chip #jrwi show #jrwilb

[antiloreolympus]

9 Anti LO Asks

1. I know nothing about this, I just stumbled onto your blog and started reading, but I saw a post where (presumably) the author said that Aphrodite and Persephone... weren't skinny? They're tiny??? Wtf

2. I love long-haired men so much I never thought I would consider a long-haired man ugly. But goddamn, Hades still looks ugly even with long hair, even to me. That's impressive... are you, like, alive, btw?

3. You know, in the new currently fast pass chapter... Kronos takes over Hades and makes him say stuff to Thanatos? Right, but then he goes, "What's wrong, don't want Persephone to be your new mommy?" Which is terrible writing enough on it's own but then you HAVE to consider that PERSEPHONE HERSELF IS YOUNGER THAN THANATOS, SOMEONES WHOSE MEANT TO BE HADES' SURROGATE SON (who he treats like shit). Like, Hades is more than old enough to be a father but Persephone only JUST turned old enough to maybe be a mother! Which really makes you realize, Hades isn't old enough to be her dad, he's old enough to be her grandpa. Disgusting. Like, there can't be any defense for this 💀

4. tbh i think eris is a shit character and a hamfisted plot device. she could have been added so much better.

5. My personal criticism with LO has mostly to do with the art style. Like yes the writings kinda trashy but trashy can still be good if its coupled with great visuals and characters. The problem is that the arts just pathetically inconsistent. You can't even blame webtoon for it since she has a few assistants. I'm an artist myself and even tho I don't draw for a living, I know it's fairly easy to create simple character charts and reference sheets. Some people say it's not that bad but god the inconsistency in the characters appearances can ruin chapters for me.

For example, the fact that Persephone sometimes has siren eyes, doe eyes, full lips, no lips, extra body fat, less body fat, a button nose, or a longer nose is ridiculous. It drives me nuts when people call the art amazing, because it's just not. And it seems like all of her aesthetic details (IE wardrobe and colors) are all very surface level, aside from Minthe/Persephone and Hades contrasts.

Demeter being green and purple makes some sense, but then her daughter being neon pink ONLY is weird. Hades being blue and winter-esq makes some sense since there's no sun in the underworld, but the ENTIRE underworld being the same blue and black is just ugly. Zeus being a royal purple? Makes sense. Hera being gold? That too. They're the only color pallets that actually correspond with personality, yet they're wasted with basic wardrobes and character development.   Ares being gold makes sense GENETICALLY, but not in practicality. Same with Hermes being red. Plus, she seems to assign colors to characters at random without even seeing how they build off of each other, let alone their own personalities.

I don't think people really get how important color and wardrobe are in stories, especially visual ones. You should be able to look at a character and immediately understand what they're about, even if it's subconsciously. But Persephone is often in bright happy colors and tight clothing even in times of stress or depression. Artemis is always in workout gear or her uniform. Minthe is more in "sexy" clothing, which is fine, but her colors don't change with her mental state.

Another problem I have is again with Persephone. Her wardrobe isn't even picked out by her, it's always by others/magic. She never really gets to visually tell us how she feels other than her glaringly obvious vines and eyes. Like, I could deal with a visual crutch if the writing was good or vise versa, but when they're both lacking it just sucks.

I see a lot of people say the same things I wanted to, like how creepy Perse and Hades are, how Apollo wasn't handled well, yada yada yada. Anyway Hades is creepy and Hera, Minthe, and Demeter deserve the world ✌🏼

6. It's really funny bc I've been reading some of the scenes of Hades' problematic action (esp the latest fast pass) and he literally talks like my abusive dad and my ex groomer. Like hm maybe your male lead having the same verbal manipulation tactics as actual abusers isn't the best. But oh my bad Hades is still a perfect man /s

7. something that makes me angry about demeter is that we are supposed to see her as an abusive or controlling mother ( i know that controlling mothers is an obviously bad thing ) but all her reasons are a good part of the time valid?

Like:

She doesn't want her child dating a 40y + man who she knows for like 11 days +++ someone who was literally a horrible person with her until the point she cried .

And lets not forget about the slaver owner thing 🥺 demeter knows hades more time  than persephone, obviously. It's not something bad if you dont want your TEENAGER daughter next to a grown old man who the only thing he thinks about its her "small petite thicc pink body" 😁

8. i just wanted to say that i really love your blog, like whenever i look at it i feel better. idk if thats kinda weird since its an anti blog but it just kinda brings me euphoria. ty!

From OP: Thank you so much! I’m glad my blog can be beneficial for you. /pos

-----FP Spoiler-----

9. 220 spoiler: full fuckin disrespect, we all know Kronos wants Persephone rather than Hera as his “golden traitor”, because fuck every other god/goddess, the only ones that matter are Hades and Persephone!!

#anti lo #anti lore olympus #lo critical #lore olympus critical

[silvernyxchariot]

"Amino sucks." Ouh~ I do love a good rant, so I shall add to the pool of Amino rants here on Tumblr. Now, say it with your whole chest, if you're going to make a statement, say it correctly.

No, Amino App is absolute trash.

Synopsis: Tumblr and Ao3 are superior options for your niché interests. Don't bother using Amino Apps if you value creative freedom, dislike censorship, or glitchy apps that eat up your battery life.

I originally joined in 2018-2019 and to my understanding, it was a place to express your love for a specific topic. In my case, I loved One Piece and Naruto. People could post their art, fanfics, and role play with their OCs. But whatever creative liberties Amino veterans had pre-2020 are long gone.

The communities go from one extreme to the next, within the same community might I add. Ex. There are Amino communities that talk about serial killers/murder but within the same breath you get the 20 y/o adult toddlers crying about the word "thot" being too obscene! 😱 And you can bet your ass, there are glitches, bugs, and porn bots. Overall, idiocracy on Amino is equivalent to Twitter/X but not as graphic as 2chan, the defunct Japanese worser version of 4chan. Some examples of the shit that goes on in Amino include but are not limited to:

A classical painting of Lucifer being reported as pornographic, subsequently silencing/banning the post author (not my story)

Drawing of t-shirts with the words "f*ck" or "tits" on characters, fully clothed btw, and no ahegao in sight being silenced/hidden (my story)

But community staff is A-OK with featuring, for ALL to SEE, women in thin bikinis who are one sneeze away from having their tits pop out

Grooming. Adults grooming children in DMs

Porn bots, although I've seen this as less of a problem if staff is sensible enough to lock/close the community

Community staff being wholy hypocritical. I say the word "thot" in a public chat and get some curator complaining, "That's a no-no word. 🥺We have to protect the children." But I come back to the SAME public chat, and for about an hour and a half, they were talking about laundering money, murder, and department store theft. With not a single staff member in sight. Royally, Fuck Off. (Def my story)

Team Amino won't do a single fucking thing when you file a report to them for anything; for inactive Agent leaders, staff's abuse of power, reporting groomers, etc.

TA's reporting bots are 100% stupid. My Zoro drawing got hidden because it was considered "pornographic." He was in his Santō Ryu pose with his swords while wearing the equivalent of swim shorts and a bandana. Like, "BITCH. This basically his normal attire." (Def my story)

Hotel Hazbin has a minimum age requirement of 16. It's for a mature audience, yeah? The first PSA I see when I get into the Amino is "No 18+ content allowed. To protect the ✨️children✨️😇." MAYBE DON'T ALLOW CHILDREN BELOW THE AGE OF 16 ONTO AN AMINO WITH MATURE SUBJECTS such as prostitution, drug abuse, murder, and alcoholism.¹

I'm only on Amino now to support a friend because he still posts there, but even he's been holding back on drawing his OCs in cool outfits and getting fed up with TA's bullshit and community staffs' hypocrisy. MediaLab, the company that bought Amino App from its original creators, is basically making Amino into a toddlers' app, but not actively doing anything to manage it or make it better.

Voice Chats: degenerate, depraved, toxic. Never experienced it myself, but glad I didn't based on the shit I've heard from others.

Aside from the thirteen to twenty three year olds, there are also the grown 30+ year old "adults" throwing tantrums. I saw one woman complain/rant about how horrible men are and how she was getting a divorce to a chat filled with SIXTEEN (16) year olds. It was just wholy unnecessary to trauma dump on these guys. They're here to roleplay and talk about anime. 💀

¹ Staff can ASK people to add their age/birthday in their "Request to join" message, and if the little shits are lying, that's their fault for causing drama or getting offended in a 16+ Amino. Just ban them and their alt accounts. I left as soon as I read that PSA, I'm not dealing with MORE hypocrisy.

To be clear, I'm not asking for "2 girls, 1 cup" videos (an old porno with scat & golden showers), but at least a sensible audience that can handle mature topics. More than "He died of drug overdose 👍" but less than a detailed description of genitals being mutilated by barbed wire, which is actually referenced in epi.1 of HH.

Profanity and cursing are a part of my issue with Amino communities, but slang doesn't necessarily make people equivalent to adults.

* May update this more when I have the time. ♡✧( ु•⌄• ) I also have receipts (screenshots) of 1 or 2 of the things I listed if you need ✨️evidence.✨️

#Amino apps #Amino sucks #amino is trash #ranting hours #Creative freedom? Revoked! #HoyoLab is just as bad #And I'm seeing more trans/homo-phoic shit on both apps recently

[volfoss]

🔥 also about one piece uwu and/or about persona 4

i have so much anger in my tiny body lets go

p4- ummm actually so so upset about how the representation went so so backwards from p2 (which um also was not that great due to um. a lot of issues but overall it handled stuff better) and um absolutely hate how when u see p5 fans discuss p4 its normally a thing of talking about how much it sucks like girl ur game sucks too!! <- persona fan but also persona hater soooo bad. um also fucking hate the way fans treat half the characters i think 99% of persona fans should explode by my hand

op- UM GOD EVERYTHING LMAO. but ummmm hate how oda treats minors lol. esp w how sanji is like literally drooling over multiple 16 year olds like. YIKES. but also how a lot of them are treated even without sanji bc like ummm rly rly do not enjoy what he did w rebecca and her outfit (which is way way worse in the anime btw.) and that leads into my point of i think oda should be stabbed a bit for how he treats women. where one piece does have very well written women a lot of the time, it doesn't excuse how they're very sexualized and esp post timeskip they literally all have the same face syndrome so fucking bad. like he spends time and effort into making the men look different but by god the women?? well he would rather die than draw them any different.

#asks #🏴‍☠️ #sowwy um.... the rage <3 but also i have more anger abt op but i also deeply love it

[sasquapossum]

[image: black and white drawing of two wolves, superimposed so that the muzzle of the left-looking one is also the muzzle of the right-looking one in a slightly different pose. It’s easy to flip between seeing one or the other, but hard to see both at once. Credit to https://www.moillusions.com]

I have Schrödinger’s ADHD, and maybe Schrödinger’s Autism as well. Both there and not there, the “truth” for any moment only determined after the fact. For a while now, I’ve been thinking (and occasionally telling others) that I don’t know whether I have either condition or not. In a way it doesn’t matter, because if I do then I clearly have a robust set of coping strategies as well. It certainly does run in my family, especially the men on my father’s side. I have an uncle who was profoundly autistic as a child, but when he was about 20 he must have hit on some way to compensate (with no help from family or therapists so kudos to him) and has totally “passed” ever since. Evaluations are expensive, so why bother if it’s not affecting me too much? Another metaphor that kind of works for the is the good old “two wolves” only in my case it’s ND Wolf and NT Wolf. (I love that image above and might try to get it on a shirt BTW.) They both exist and will always exist. I can choose which one to feed, but the other never goes away. Here are some examples of how this has played out in my life.

In my work, I have gone through periods of what I (vaguely) think of as “heads down” mode - days to weeks of such intense focus on a particular problem that I barely eat, sleep, etc. It was kind of something I could control, but also kind of not: the pull was always there, and I knew I would eventually succumb whether or not I found a productive outlet. Is that ADHD behavior (or perhaps bipolar), or is it just “normal” variation?

When I had a child, I became reluctant to go into a mode where I shut everyone else out, because you can’t (or anyway shouldn’t) shut out your child. Perhaps that’s a warning for my ND friends who might have kids themselves. I might not have too many words to describe it, but it’s a pretty intense struggle.

Similarly, when I retired it was because I just didn’t want to devote those chunks of my life to others’ benefit. I still get a bit carried away, e.g. with archery or resin crafting, but it feels better even though it’s arguably less satisfying intellectually (the programming problems I was known for solving were hard).

When I wore out my second stairclimbing machine and decided that I should find a new kind of exercise, I eventually settled on running. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to stick with it unless I absolutely geeked out on it, so I did. You would not believe how much time I’ve spent thinking about gear and form and routes, but without that I would have quit years ago.

There are other things I carefully avoid because I know they would exceed my ability to pull out. That’s why I don’t play MMOs. I’ve seen them totally suck in my brother (twice) and don’t want that for myself. I’ve seen the same with my wife and Killer Sudoku or Nonograms. I know I have to pace myself with getting into a new TV or book series, or some kinds of video games, because I’ll get totally absorbed into studying the lore underneath. Even in retirement, I don’t feel like I can afford that.

When I replay a social interaction in my mind (itself probably a “not quite normal” thing to do apparently) I experience an odd kind of duality. One moment I’m hyper-aware of how I was consciously thinking and planning my way through it as someone with autism might do. The next moment I’m hyper-aware of how I was handling it intuitively, as a neurotypical person might. Flip, flop, flip, flop. In reality I suppose both elements were present, and everyone has at least a little of both, but I can choose which one to see almost exclusively and that feels weird.

In many ways, these tendencies have been positive for me. “Heads down mode” was great for my career. My obsessive behavior around running has been good for my health. It’s something I have to manage about myself, but that doesn’t mean it’s bad. Neurodivergence is a different ability (or several), not a disability. Its existence should be recognized and respected, not “fixed” or condemned.

I’m not particularly going anywhere with this, really. Just thinking out loud, and I guess crafting long posts like this (like the blog posts I wrote for many years) is another example of not-quite-NT behavior. I just have to, y’know? It’s like an itch I have to scratch, sooner or later. Usually I post the results, but also you wouldn’t believe how much time I’ve spent on stuff that’s still in my drafts. I’ll just close with a couple more images (artists unknown this time) that also illustrate the kind of duality I’m talking about. Enjoy!

#adhd #autism #neurodivergence #optical illusions #schrodinger #probably had one or the other too #quite likely both #long post

[ikbalzeynep]

doubt.

today i read a little bit of ibsen’s the pretenders. earlier in the play was a bit boring, the story and characters seemed so flat, but it started to get interesting in the act four today, from where i picked ‘doubt’. it’s a nice construct that skule never stops questioning the legitimacy of his claim to kingship while both of his children have unwavering faith in their respective kings. his son peter is absolutely dedicated to skule, without even really knowing him; while the latter’s daughter margaret is ready to give up everything, including her father, for the cause of her husband, king haakon. both peter and margaret have an aspect to them worshipping authority. skule craves for the crown, but never with one moment of true faith in himself.

#ibsen #the pretenders #doubt #inktober alternative #ikbal zeynep #booktober #ink #my stuff #margaret you are a shame for womanhood #you couldn't be more boring #i suck at drawing old men btw #he looks awful

[mojavehearts]

Chaotic Neutral GF X Over Boss Colter (PART 2)

(As requested! Sorry I took so long on this I have two jobs atm and I’m working on moving out rn! :D)

Mirelurk hunting + deathclaw taming, that was a normal ‘Friday’ night for the two of you…it’s been many fridays and still no deathclaw pup named fartsalot though, but Colter knows it will happen at some point!

You two made a hobby out of counting caps and going out and finding caps around town, it’s often a game of who will bring home the most, you were almost certain gage was putting more caps further off the centre of town to get you both out of his hair but hey it was his loss and your gain and you did infact always win

You would draw pictures of him while he sat around and smoked or injected some jet and he hung them proudly up in your place no matter how deranged they looked

You made him a necklace with an old piece of thin rope and a Nuka bottle cap, you engraved “give ‘em hell” onto the back, it was one of your first questionable qifts among many that you ended up giving him, he never takes it off and wears it as a badge of honour

He promises one day you guys will tie the knot but…you weren’t really one for such things, you two are basically together for life anyway so what was the point of doing something when it would stay the way it was anyway, and you liked the current arrangment

Colter was a doer, you were an observer so if things needed to be doing, you knew about em…but it wasn’t often you’d say anything about it, if it wasn’t bothering you, you couldn’t care less

One time for a few weeks you started going around pantsing the other raiders around Nuka World, this of course got back to Colter “hey control them please?” …”nahhh” was always the answer

You got bored of it eventually though so…

You guys tend to bicker a lot but never actually fully fledged argue …Often… but when you do the entire encampment hears and you’re put on patrol instead of your usual “do whatever you want lil mole rat”

Yeah the other raiders point out his favouritism and it sucks but you really couldn’t give a damn

You often ran away…like ALOT most times though Colter wasn’t TOO concerned because he knew you could handle yourself, you just like blowing off steam, you always come back up to your room with a big smile and usually a giant mirelurk claw or robot scrap or…one that time assless chaps

He also hangs your drawings of other raiders outside their group place or around Nuka World somewhere where he knows they’d see it

If a Raider goes rogue he uses your drawing of them (from memory btw) as their wanted poster and usually he allows you to take them to their group leader once they’re found which is always fun for you

You know Nuka world inside and out, all the secrets and such, Colter however rarely even left the gates so he has no idea what you’re talking about half the time and just assumes you’d taken a hit of jet or some psycho or what not, and you like to keep him guessing so you just chose not to confirm or deny

You like hanging around with the pack the most, Colter isn’t the jealous type…(a lie he tells himself and you) but he isn’t too keen on Mason at all, especially considering the Packs animalistic natures and beliefs but you loved the chaos and the fact they made it seem…normal

You two one time thought(well you thought and convinced Colter it would bring in more caps) to offer a entertainment venue, singing, dancing…That kind of stuff, but it kind of ended as soon as a group of raiders preformed “pistol packing mama” and a gun fired and shot straight through one of Nishas men…It was pure havoc after that so safe to say it was a one night show

Colter likes to get drunk and sing all those cheesy love songs to you, you hate it, so badly infact that sometimes you take the lift down and pray he falls down and damages his vocal cords

Lazy nights in consisted of Nuka cola and whiskey, using the intercom to make fun of Nisha, Mags and others…mostly gage, and keeping the rest of Nuka town awake while you two play loud music and dance

You knew people were talking shit about Colter, though you had no idea about the entire plan or what was going on there but gage had been acting shady, you assumed it was because the past few weeks colter refused to talk to ANYONE outside of you or Gage so you mostly let it go

You kissed Colter, a gross sloppy kiss a purposeful grace before he got suited up for the fight on a newcomer, while you watched you never thought they’d make it this far so you were excited to see colter take them down “give ‘em hell!” He smiles widely at you and nods “Ha! Of course” he exits the backstage area and into the arena, you take a seat front row, already hollering for him, you see his opponent emerge from the other side, a strange gun in their hand…it looked familiar it looked like…hm you turn your head to gage, sweat pooled on his forehead, his eyes set dead on the rink you watch the battle, this was bad…

You jump up steadily, banging on the glass, something was wrong

You bang as hard as possible, the other raiders just watching you pathetically try to get Colters attention he was being hit harder and harder everytime, getting electrocuted by his own suit

You bang and scream, for once you felt completely…weak, helpless and that pissed you off more than anything

You just watch, sliding down the blockage slowly, you were angry at first yes you stomp over to gage “let me fight them!” He shakes his head “you know the rules, Colter made them, so you should respect them” you scoff loudly, grabbing Gage by the collar shaking him slightly “you fucked faced mother fucker-“ before you could start laying into him you hear a whimpering you snap your head towards Colter and slam open the doors, running towards him, you place yourself onto your knees and rest your hands on his chest he places a weak hand onto you “so much for going out in style” he coughs out, blood piling from the sides of his mouth “you’re gonna keep living anyway but, do it in style, no regrets my little mole rat” he gasps between his words, life slipping from him you nod slowly, he was right. He knew you better than you knew yourself you would keep living, so you may as well do it the way you always wanted, without him or not

you loved colter but gage was right being a raider, death was always at the door and here at Nuka Town as the overboss he played with fire Everyday by your side and you loved every second, and you will continue to do so everyday until you’re eaten by a death law or blown up by a Fatman that was being used by a behemoth, and you would accept this new over boss, hell…maybe there was more out there than just Nuka Town

You yanked off Colters Nuka cap necklace and retie it around your own neck, standing up from his now lifeless frame your eyes narrow you will always keep him close, you will avenge him the only way you know how…by givin em hell wherever you went, maybe you will start with some deathclaw taming for now and see where it takes you

(YIKES sorry it was short and sorry for the angst…Probably NOT what you exactly where hoping for but 😭 I was planning on releasing that last part as a draft sequel to the first one anyway so I figured why not!)

#fallout 4 #fallout #nuka world #overboss #bethesda #f4 #fo4 #fallout 4 x reader #fallout headcanons #fallout 4 fanfic

[transsexualhamlet]

omg please talk more about your lewis and tolkien bsd ocs

kaksdfhgf;shdagih;as the thing is i never really used them for anything so they're not super developed however I just. I really wanted to make author ocs because I love so many authors and since the order of the clock tower exists its imperative i get my say in the awful british men

this is going to turn into a session of my advanced made up bsd lore so uhhh hope you enjoy

(on that note, I kind of wanna make like. a terry prachett oc too. i love that man. he did so much good in the world)

Oh and I can't stand lewis btw. He sucks but I just thought it would be fucking hilarious to make both tolkien and lewis cause they had so much Beef and idk how i could have a tolkien oc without a cs lewis too :pensive:

Also they're both OLD and CRUSTY and natsume's age because that's just necessary. I watched the movie about Tolkien when it came out and I thought it was amazing as well as just. Yknow. Lord of the rings my beloved but yknow.

His inspiration comes from the movie about him, his actual history, and yknow, his writing, but also it's just yknow. I need to fit him into the bsd universe so it is absolutely imperative that he be a queer elder

So I never actually got around to drawing Tolkien, but I imagine him as being around 5'6'' with brownish/goldish eyes and greying blond hair with a green/blue/gold color palate. He basically dresses like your classic hobbit. Comfy cozy cloak time.

He's also autistic with a special interest in languages (clearly) and a widowed old bi ace

He's affiliated with the order of the clock tower, although he generally doesn't agree with their methods and mostly stays around because without him it would be impossible to keep the peace and the world would probably fall to pieces. His main job is a Latin professor at Oxford. He also stays in the order because Arthur Conan Doyle needs to be kept in fucking check (yeah. I made an acd oc as well) and without Tolkien his adoptive dad Doyle would get reckless and die of death after meeting the Detectivecule (mushitarou, ranpo, and poe) or something.

Tolkien mostly stays out of the whole war business because he was also in The War TM as a young whippersnapper and was super overconfident and then all his friends fucking died so he's trying to not do that anymore and to just make sure that. Yknow. No one else dies

CS Lewis is not nearly as much of a developed character as tolkien is, I really just created him so that Tolkien could have Beef lmao. But CS Lewis is also someone in the order of the clock tower and he continues to this day to be high in the order along with Agatha Christie. His ability makes him able to go into any closet and come out of any other closet after going through a space similar to that of Nikolai's cloak. But like. Only if he's thinking Good Thoughts which everyone constantly makes fun of

CS Lewis has ties with Hawthorne in the guild and constant beef with Tolkien, because they were exes back in The Day TM. Yes I said it.

Tolkien's wife was one of those people that died in the war- she was a very strong blacksmith and her ability was to be able to imbue the metal she worked with with supernatural powers to the wearer/wielder. She no longer is alive, but Tolkien still has two of the things she made- the One Ring and Sting, obviously a ring and a sword. The downside to this is yknow. The one ring gives you invisibility but also depression and the sword gives you more strength but it also takes your strength away once you finish using it. Tolkien ideally would not want to use either of those, but the world just keeps getting more and more fucked, and he keeps having to bring those out to fight to protect the people in the order that he loves. So he's terminally ill and dying because of that. He's not gonna be around much longer.

He obviously still has that incredible proficiency in languages and that he can basically read/understand any language and infer a good amount about the culture of the people that used the language, and he is registered in the order of the clock tower as that being his ability. However like Ranpo he is lying and he's just really talented and autistic. However, he does have a real ability- The Book of Arda! (tolkien's 'earth') Yes! The Book! His ability is the book that creates the infinite universes of anything written in it! He obviously doesn't tell people this for security reasons.

How did this book come to be in Yokohama then, you ask, considering Tolkien is British? Well, Tolkien and Natsume are old friends, yknow, from The War. (Tolkien and Fukuzawa also often got tea together in the old days, though Tolkien is too ill for that now.) And after the war that all their friends died in, they came to the conclusion that it needed to be hidden so that Certain People (read: fukuchi and other shitty world leaders) didn't get their hands on it. Natsume was told to seek out someone who had characteristics similar to Tolkien's to entrust the book to before Tolkien dies.

And in comes Oda! Natsume sees Oda as like a younger version of Tolkien, one who went through the same revelation of 'maybe war and killing is not actually a good thing' as him and has the same love for storytelling and for the children of the world. He somehow managed to get his hands on Tolkien's writing, and Natsume knew then he was the guy!

Oda is entrusted to write the end of the original story of the book, since Tolkien is yknow, occupied with dying and all that, and basically, his soul is tied to the book itself. He gets some of that funky ability feedback with the book since (although not as great of a singularity towards the book as dazai's) his ability interacts with the book in an Interesting way. He got some knowledge of the futures of various timelines, including Beast. So yeah, um. He feels that pain too. He doesn't ever see his own death, but he does feel that he probably will die, and he does see everyone else's. He knows he can't actually write the ending of the book even though he wants to, because yknow... things happen, as we all know. He does create Sigma though, to carry on for him in the future shortly before his death. No one knows Oda was the one who like. Did that. He didn't tell anyone, because Natsume told him to be quiet about it for good reason. But he certainly did!

So, um, yeah. I love these guys. I'm going to insert them into my bsd fics for no good reason

#rowan gets yelled at #anon #i should really do more with these guys

[fluffyspookychicken]

HOIOIAAO AWA USE THIS AS AN EXCUSE TO INFODUMP ANYTHING YOU WANT ABOUT YOUR GENSHIN OCS :Dc💖

Ahhh let’s go ! feel free to infodump about your oc too btw :) ( also your oc Amira is sooooo pretty like- I don’t have enough vocabulary to explain how pretty she is jfdhsjfds I’m looking at her respectfully 👁️👁️) Also I apologize in avance for any spelling mistake ! English isn’t my first language :’)

About Lilly:

She is a bow user with a dendro vision from Fontaine

She is really really shy and quite weak. But she is really smart and surprisingly good when it come to creat plan ! Also even if she is physically weak she is really good with her vision

Even if she is the older of my two oc (since she is 23) she is really small (roughly 155cm tall-) and younger looking

 Lilly didn't have the best childhood ever: her parents were travelers from Sumeru, the mother ended up being pregnant and didn't want to have a child with her in her adventure... so they dropped her into an orphan in Fontaine- Lilly as a child was extremely outgoing and was kind of that cliché of the tomboy (to be honest she is still a tomboy, it's just that the shyness hide to personality trait of her) and used to hang out with a lot of boys. However when they turned to teenager they kicked her of the group because she was "a girl" (something really stupid). After that she tried to hang out with girl wich ended up in a bad, really bad relationship with one girl(basically the girl was always really mean to her but made her believe it was for her own good). When she was around 15/16 she just straight up decided to be alone as she lost all trust she had toward people, this is when she got interested into flowers/botany and arts (which make sens since Fontaine is the hub of art and stuff) ! She really like painting flowers and she finds something comforting into taking care of flowers ( I think there is a quote in beastar that go like " I need the flowers and the flowers need me. We're all weak here so we have to support each other" and that sentence would explain perfectly Lilly mindset toward flowers). Also haha to add more angst to that... At one point when she was traveling to Sumeru with Lysandra she saw her biological parents, and she found out they had another child and they seem to live a happy life wich of course broke her heart since it made her feel unwanted again (but since I’m a sucker for the found family trope Lysandra was like “fuck that” and made her understand that she isn’t unwanted)

She really like listening to people and when she is travelling with Lysandra she really like when people talk about their adventure stories or about the history of where they are ! But she is too shy to ask most of the time :(

About Lysandra:

She is a claymore user with a pyro vision from Mondstats

She is part of the “my chara design absolutely doesn’t look like my vision” squad (her main color is purple, she is like the opposite of Beidou)

 Unlike her friend she is extremely outgoing ! It's quite rare for her to dislike someone (unless of course they did something really bad), she is that kind of character who will try to get along with everyone wich can be annoying to some-

She is the younger of the two being only 20 ! but she is the tallest as she is roughly 190cm tall. Also I suck at drawing muscles- so body wise she is meant to look like Noi from Dorohedoro :)

 She have 3 goal in life: 1st is becoming the strongest person alive (she want and will throw hands with Archon even if she know it will kill her) , 2nd is to become a well known adventurer and be the model of people and 3rd is to get a wife and maybe childs to share them her stories :)

Unlike Lilly again she had quite a cool childhood: her parents are really loving, she had some good friends and overall was great ! however Lysandra standed out a little too much and was what many old people called her "an oddity": Since she was a child she was extremely physically strong (like she had the strength of an adult as a little child-) wich actually scared some people- her strength only grew stronger as she grew up too the point where right now she can easily play around/fight with a claymore in only one hand- People often praised her for that as she could become the next great adventurer but thing is that she isn't really clever, she doesn't plan anything and jump straight into the action, wich is why her whole body is covered in scars and bruises (btw she wear her scares with pride , even if a lot of men told her it was unnattractive and that she won't ever get a husband..wich is great because she want a wife lmao)

She actually see Bennette as her little brother and do not care about his bad luck- after all she went thought bad stuff already, breaking her legs once more or getting struck by lighting is nothing- (you know that one vine “Hey, I’m a lesbian” “I thought you were american ???” I 100 % them)

Lysandra really like fighting but for her it’s more like a learning experience and not just for the thrill of thing. Fighting with people is a way to know more about them and creat stronger bond :)

About the two:

The way Lilly and Lysandra met is quite funny. On her 20 birthday Lysandra decided to get drunk...but like, badly drunk- so she ended up falling asleep drunk into one of those chart merchants use to take their goods… long story short she ended up in Fontaine and once she woke up she was just so insanely confused… she tried to asked some kind of help but people were a little scared of her because of her look- At one point she ended up spotting Lilly who was all alone painting flowers… She tried to talk to her but noticed she was really shy so she tried to make her feel comfortable- Thing is the two got interrupted by some treasure hoarder , Lysandra wasn’t impressed by them and used her vision but Lilly used her dendro vision at the same time- the two vision hurted badly  the mans ! Lysandra was surprised and the two girl quickly bonded over the fact they were vision holders… Lilly, who was still shy and insecure but hate to leave people alone, proposed to Lysandra to help her go back to Mondstats. On their way there Lysandra learned Lilly how to use weapons to defend herself (wich she ended up choosing the bow- Lilly wasn’t strong enough to hold Lysandra’s claymore), and Lilly helped Lysandra with a lot of thing such as cooking ( Lysandra suck at cooking) , planning, medecine , ext. The two girl quickly understood they where a perfect match for each other and Lysandra asked her to join her in her adventure… which Lilly accepted as much as she loved the comfort of her own life , she needed to step out of her comfort zone. Plus her life was boring and Lysandra kind of bringed a spark into her life of loneliness- and Lysandra needed someone to help her because being strong is great but if she die of something stupid well her strenght wouldn’t help- So yeah now they are a duo of adventurers who go around all of Tevyat and do stuff for people :) ! And I guess that would be enought for this post, sorry I always end up writting more than I say I will :’) Also unrelated but I’m 100% up for any other genshin impact oc interacting with mine so like anyone is free to ask how my oc feel about them/ how they feel about mine, ext !

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #462

i am way too tired to mentally flip through lyrics to put here, rip

Who in your family has been married the longest? (and how long?) I have zero idea. When did you last travel alone? Where were you going? The last time I visited Sara in Illinois. Do you take your shoes off when you come inside? Yes. What was the first color you ever dyed your hair? I think I got purple highlights? What was the first social media site you ever used? MySpace. Do you have any exes you really regret dating? One. Of all your friends & family, who has the most nicely-decorated home? Sara's house is lovely. Have you ever been catcalled? No. Are you allergic to any dogs? I might be. Have you ever touched a plant and had hives shoot up your arm? No. Do you think dragonflies are cool? Absolutely! What’s your favorite thing to draw? Meerkats!! Did you toss your hat in the air at graduation? Not high. I wanted to keep it. Do you like fudge? I CAN FUCKING DESTROY SOME FUDGE. Are you an affectionate person? Very. Name something you have to do today: Girt and I are hangin', making fun of bad Netflix anime and going to Buffalo Wild Wings. :^) Would you ever write to a death row inmate? No. People don't get on death row for no reason. I ain't got shit to say to them. Do you reckon online friendships are real? No fucking shit. Most of my most genuine friendships began online. Do you like Slipknot? Yep. Can we talk about how fuckin BADASS Corey's new mask is btw?????????? What do you think of Gorillaz? I like "Feel Good Inc." and one other song I can't remember the name of. Bow ties on guys, dorky or adorable? BOTH!!!!! :') What is the cutest Halloween costume for a baby to wear? GUYS I recently saw a picture of a little baby dressed up as a Little Oogie Boogie and it made my ovaries cry. Which of your friends is the tallest? Which of them is the shortest? Jesus, Girt is a giant. I don't know about my shortest... If you could re-paint your bedroom, what color would you choose? Pastel pink. :') What has been the best night of your life so far? Why? Probably something sexual so let's keep it on the down low lmfaooo Would you ever even think about taking part in a wet t-shirt contest? Uh, no. Even if I WAS confident in my body. Is you hair color the same as it was when you were a baby? No. It was dirty blonde. Have you ever been in trouble for being too loud? Ha, yeah, at school with friends. Not big trouble or anything, we were just hushed. Did you ever attend a wedding that was a complete disaster? No. What is something that you were surprised you were able to do? Hm. What is the most bullshit-sounding true fact that you know? Male cats have spiked penises lkasdjfal;kje;kjwr it's something to do with preventing other tomcats from mating with her. What Oreo flavor is your favorite? Gimme that Double Stuffed, friend. Sour gummy worms or plain gummy worms? SOUR. Ever been in a talent show? How many times? What did you do? Nope. Ever try out for the talent show and not make it? Did you cry? Nope. What’s the stupidest thing you’ve ever cried about? Y'all when I was a very little kid, during my older sister's b-day party, I sobbed because I couldn't pin the tail properly on the donkey lmaoooo How do you feel about the use of nuclear weapons? Absolutely fucking barbaric. What song has the most meaning to you? "Life Won't Wait" by Ozzy Osbourne. What is your favourite dinosaur? Spinosaurus!!!! :') Have you ever made bread? No. Has anything ever fallen asleep on you? Pets, a baby I was watching after, and Jason. Ever been dominated in a game you were/are really good at? yep alskdjfla;jwej Have you ever decided to set fire to something out of anger? No. Would you rather be a house pet or a wild animal? Wild animal, I guess? Have you ever listened to a group of chanting monks? I haven't. If you had to get a portrait tattoo, who would it be of? Probably of Teddy. I've still yet to decide on the total design of his tribute tat I'm getting. Do you like the smell of men’s colognes better than woman’s perfumes? I think so, yeah. How mad would you be if someone copied your original work (story, poem)? I'd be pretty fuckin pissed. Have you ever blown something up in science class? Ha, no. Have you ever gotten a serious wound from shaving? Not serious, no. Have you invented anything, only to find out it actually exists? I feel like I have? Ever realize you never truly LOVED your first love? Absolutely not. I loved him. Would you want a Bachelor/Bachelorette party before you get married? Sure, sounds fun. Do you prefer pads, tampons or something else? As of very recently, I returned to using pads. I used tampons for most of my maturity, but I got annoyed with them for TMI reasons and resorted back to pads, even though I don't like them either. Have you ever dated a model? No. What is your ultimate goal in life? To die happy with my life and what I (hopefully) accomplished. What colour are the socks you’re wearing today? I’m not wearing any. Who was the last person you sent a Facebook message to and what did you say? Girt. It was something regarding how I once considered doing the suicide mission at BWW where you eat a select number of their hottest wings, but I didn't wanna die via chicken. :^) Are you tall, short or average? Would you change this? I'm average in height. I wouldn't change it, nah. Especially now that Girt and I are together the ridiculous height difference is hilarious but also cute lmao. Have you ever worked in a store while someone shoplifted there? Like, while I was there? No. Have you ever had casual sex? Nahhhh. What’s your favourite flavour of frosting? Chocolate. @_@ When you think of your childhood, are the memories mostly happy or sad? Mostly happy, I guess. What is it like being you? Is it enjoyable? It's very boring with few sources of joy. What are your thoughts on the cause of homosexuality? I would *assume* it's a genetic mutation. Reason being, having a romantic partnership without the ability to reproduce defies the motives of science. There is nothing, absolutely NOTHING, wrong with said (and hypothetical) genetic mutation, though. Mutations are just another part of science. They occur naturally. What subjects did you find most interesting in school? Least? Most interesting: literature/English (especially reading like, old mythology and epics and stuff like that), LOTS of branches of science (but primarily genetics), art, and I looooved my four semesters of German. Least: ANY and ALL math, history, economics, social studies... that kind of stuff. Which do you enjoy more–hot or cold beverages? Cold, for sure. What were some of your favorite bands from childhood? Green Day was one. Would you be more afraid of drowning or being buried alive? Buried alive, for sure. It would be much, much slower. Should you really be doing something more productive right now? Well, I SHOULD be sleeping. Today's going to be a long day, because when Girt comes over, he has a tendency to not leave until like fuckin midnight or later alksdjfl;waje Have you ever lived out of your car? No. Does your family own more than two houses? HUNNY we r poor. A relative just committed a very serious crime, do you turn them in? It depends on the exact crime, but odds are, yes. If you're endangering others, byyyyeeee. You’re in the woods, alone, at night…are you honestly not afraid? Bitch I'm terrified. I have zero survival skills. You are on life support, what would you want a loved one to do about it? For the love of god, please kill me. Your child has only a while to live, do you still enroll them in school? That would be up to them. Also, define "a while." How would you feel if you met your idol and they ended up being rude? WELP I have a tattoo in his honor so that would suck ass lmao According to the tale, was Eve wrong for eating and sharing the apple? "God was wrong for even setting up an apple tree and making up rules in the first place." <<<< There ya go. And the punishment was fucking ludicrously extreme. Are you working on any goals? Yes. I'm currently going to the gym regularly to try and better my physical health and then find a job. I know that being connected sounds odd, but trust me: I can barely carry out very simple tasks just because I have absolutely ZERO stamina to do almost anything. I need energy and endurance. I'm also working towards developing some self-love. Which parent named you? I wanna say my mom. Are you currently frustrated with someone? I mean, myself. Aforementioned self-love is hard. I'm just annoyed my head is so reluctant to accept that I'm not a piece of shit for a million reasons. Why have most of your past relationships ended? They all ended for different reasons, really. Are you having any online conversations, currently? I'm not. What’s on your mind? I'm just tired and going back to bed real soon. Have you ever had an argument with a teacher? No.

#survey #surveys #random questions

[suffering-and-happy-about-it]

Summer Romance and Cinema Nights (Sriracha, Part 12.)

Description: A problematic college student gets the worst summer job of the ‘83 - Jim Hopper, the Chief of police in your hometown will have you as his secretary since his old lady Flo has two months lasting holiday. It was agreed so Hopper could let you far away from all the trouble.

Part Summary: Dating a local police Chief may be way trickier than it seems. But when he turns out to be a complete fool for you, you somehow know that you can work that.

A/N: FLUFFY JIM, YAY! Also, just btw, I would like to announce that the official two songs for this fic‘s couple are: Little Secrets by Passion Pit and 3 Nights by Dominic Fike. Two brilliant, catchy songs which excellently depict the mood!

Word count: 2.9 K

Tagging: @nemodoren​ @missdictatorme​ @creedslove​

Master list: H E R E ​

That other morning, somehow everything seemed to be just perfect - Hopper, for the first time in forever, woke up on time to shower and prepare on time. He had such a good mood that he opened up his windows in his car and basically yelled every lyric of You Don't Mess Around With Jim from the window. A bold move for riding though Hawkins at half-past seven in the morning. And even bolder when you acknowledged that Hopper couldn't sing for shit. He even bought a huge Puget of flowers to welcome Florence back in the office.

When he ran inside the office, the tune was still playing outside - the office was smelling like freshly brewed coffee and just baked donuts, that made Jim even swing his hips in the beat coming out of the car. He gently put the flowers in front of Florence, who just opened up her mouth, and he danced into the office while singing the chorus. She was looking at him and she was even more surprised when Hopper didn't even lit up a cigarette as he walked through the office. Was Jim actually put through lobotomy when she was gone?

Powell and Callahan just stood there, looking at the man any of them actually didn't know. Powell then poked Callahan's side - Chief must've gotten laid and it must've been extraordinary good because there wasn't any sane explanation for any of that.

"A good night with a lady in a warm bed, Chief?" - Powell teased Hopper with a knowing smile and both of the men almost choked when Hopper just hummed back.

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you and your wife would be jealous if she knew." - Hopper patted his shoulder and with another of his terrifying signing, he turned around to go turn off the radio in his car. But just as his good mood came out of nowhere, just as quickly he was brought back to life when he patiently sat in his chair and waited for your promised call.

There was no other way to name the feeling inside of him - Hopper was just straightway nervous. There wasn't any other way to put that. He was his foot and when he wasn't tapping his foot, he was tapping his fingers into his desk. When he wasn't tapping his fingers into the desk, he was constantly fetching himself a cup of coffee - it was almost a miracle because Florence hasn't seen him coming out of the office as regularly as he did that day. A lot of coffee meant that he was peeing rather often - for the first time in a long time, he felt like a living, breathing person.

The call came - soon after one in the afternoon, his phone suddenly came to life. He almost jumped at the plastic box, letting the phone fall three times on his desk. And at that moment, his head told him to act cool. Like he didn't almost shit his pants when the phone rang.

"Um... Chief of Police, Jim Hopper, at the phone, Hawkins PD. What can I help you with?" - He asked and coughed a bit. If it wasn't you, he swore that he's going to kill someone. But then he heard a burst of your laughter and he almost hummed with pleasure. His mind told him that he's the cool guy now and there's no way he's going to laugh, smile, hum or grunt.

"You're funny. Really funny. Sorry, it took me so long, I was with my mom and brother... Long story short, boring noon at the household. What about the old mill near the town, half an hour from now? I'll give you five minutes in advance." - You spoke fast because you didn't have any idea of how much of time you've got remaining.

"Of course, Mr. Black. The old mill? You say that somethin' got lost? Yeah, I'll be there in thirty minutes." - Hopper answered loud enough for Florence to hear the response, hearing you losing your cool on the other end once again.

"In thirty-five minutes, not a minute late, okay? Don't forget I have my watch on." - You whispered in the end and ended up the call for good. Hopper immediately got on his feet and looked at himself in the window, slicking his hair back and readjusting the uniform, putting his sunglasses on to look even cooler. Then he stopped at Florence's dear, still seeing you there, drawing your small little pictures, eating a single donut all day long, with a bored face, waiting for a call.

"I need to go to the old mill...-" "Because old black lost something. Again. You yelled it loud enough." - Florence told him back, having a bored look on her face. The newest Harlequin added to the library was opened in her desk and she was almost halfway through it. Which was impressive.

"I'll most likely take my lunch break as well." - Hopper informed her briefly and feared her answer since the look she gave him was already furrowed enough. - "Since you once walked in exactly on time, why not?" - She mumbled in the end, ignoring Hopper from that moment on. He basically ran into his car, holding the hat on his head.

It was less than twenty minutes on a bike when you knew roads though the Hawkins woods, but it was almost thirty minutes by car, so he really had to try and drive like a madman. But it was worth it in the end - when he parked the car, you were already sitting in the car there, having only long basketball shorts and a tight black top on. You smiled and was on your legs in no time, running towards Hopper.

When you jumped at him, circling your hands around his neck, he was seriously trying his best to keep both of you standing on your feet. When you almost sucked the breath out of him, you stepped a bit away, watching your wristwatch.

"Two minutes earlier. I'm impressed." - You mumbled, pulling him for a kiss again, closing your eyes. Then, before he had the opportunity to answer something witty back, you caught his palm and lead him to the backseats.

The half an hour on the backseat was one of the most passionate he ever had. There wasn't much space, but you figured out how to pull his pants down to his ankles, how to pull down your shorts and you just pulled the top down so he could watch your boobs bounce as you leaned both your palms into the roof and cried out with pleasure. As always, Hopper was doing and saying things that made you more than a chuckle, having you laughing on his lap at one time.

Half an hour later, you were both laying on the back seat, breathing heavily. You never remembered sex being as good as it was with Hopper. But it was definitely mind-blowing. When he tried to put his pants at least partially up, you stopped his arm, grinning. Your leg was spread up to the air and it seemed like you're in pain.

"I have a spasm. Hold on a second." - You begged, still having the leg in the air. The least Hopper could do was to support your leg, so he caught it in the air. After a minute, you finally got dressed, still having that selfish grin.

"What's that about?" - Jim asked as he still tried to catch his breath. It was almost awfully hot in the car. And it definitely smelled like a damn good quickie.

"Every time you'll be driving Blazer, you'll see me riding you on the backseat." - You chuckled and climbed out to stretch your back. - "Seems to me like I'm already winning the little remember me game."

"You'll see about that. What about the movies, have you thought about that?" - Jim took out one of the cigarettes, closing the door behind you, leaning his ass into the car. He still had his shirt and t-shirt untugged, but he knew it can hold on a minute. He offered you from the pack as well, but you shook your head.

"How do you want to execute that crazy plan?" - You asked back, slowly smoothing his left arm before entwining your fingers with his. Jim took a second to think about that, lighting the cigarette up.

"Well, you'll go first and buy yourself a ticket. I'll go second so people would be less suspicious. I'll put on the grumpy asshole fave everyone knows and pretend to meet you in there. The rest is a mystery." - Jim answered thoughtfully and laughed, when you playfully punched his shoulder, laughing as well. He put his arm around your shoulder, bringing you even closer, kissing the top of your head.

"You really thought about that, huh?" - You mumbled, putting your arms around his waist, nudging your face into the shirt of his uniform. - "Nobody told me you're handsome, a good cook and clever. Almost too good to be true."

"Yeah, keep that talk to yourself, will you? We'll need some pretty good actin' if we're supposed to make people believe that." - Hopper answered back, puffing out a bit of smoke.

"Come on, no-one in the city actually believes that Jim Hopper, the asshole from downtown, would be able to pick up a college student." - You mumbled back, poking fun of him even further. - "I can do a survey to prove you, huh?"

"Oh, shut up, smarty." - Hopped answered back and this time, he was actually laughing. You laughed back, slowly letting go of him.

"So I'll see you at the cinema, then?" - You licked your lips with expectations, having the devil in your eyes. Hopper nodded. - "The last movie starts at 8:15. If you're not there, I'm going on my own, old man." - You laughed while you walked to your bike. Jim just looked at his boots, gulping down your sour comment. You meant it as a joke, but it was nothing but the truth. He was watching you riding down the hill before he finished the cigarette - after that, he finally tugged his shirt back and got into the car. 

You were right - how did it come that you were right so often? Just as he turned around to drive backward, he was seeing you riding him like crazy. And he smiled at that. 

Just as he told you, he meant to keep his word. Once 8:15 came, he was already turning the engine off. 

You, on the other hand, were in the line since 8:00. You put on your best denim jacket and a red t-shirt under it to bring out the colors even more. You were looking like a million bucks - and of course, none other than Steve and his asshole best friends noticed you. Steve was harmless and sweet when he was alone or around Aiden, but once he was hanging with Carol and Tommy, he was a disaster. 

“Look who we got here.” - Steve grinned from ear to ear when he saw you standing in the line, coming to you like a cocky son of a bitch he was pretending to be. You smiled back, straightening a bit. 

“Hey there, Steve. Carol. Tommy.” - You nodded to each one of them with a stiffened smile. These two were total assholes and jerks - Carol was the typical jealous bitch from your neighborhood who surely won't make it far in her life just because she always stuck her disgusting nose into the lives of other people and Tommy... Well, he hadn't got a brain, so his life must've kind of suck. 

“What are you doing here? Alone? On your own?” - Carol asked, nuzzling into her boyfriends' armpit. The rumors had it that she's fucking him since the seven grade, but you didn't care for your own good.

“I'm just going to see a movie on my own. You know, adults are fond of spending time on their own.” - You snorted back at her, seeing that bitch rolling her eyes while she chewed on the bubblegum. Soon, you were standing there with Steve only, because Carol hated you for some reason and Tommy H always followed her around like a tail.

“If you're alone, do you want me to... Uh... Join you?” - Steve asked silently, watching your face. You giggled a bit and smiled at him. Every time he was all alone and not under the influence of that bitter bitch and dumb jock, he was a sweetheart. You knew that since you knew Steve from the time he was six. - “They won't be mad. I don't feel like going out with them either.” - He swore and felt his breath smelling like beer and cigarettes. Which immediately brought back Hopper on your mind. 8:08. He still had seven minutes. 

“I was serious. I don't mind being on my own, Steve. It helps me with cleaning my head. You should go and enjoy... The New Star Wars.” - You looked at his ticket and smiled. You bought a ticked on the other movie and hoped that Hopper won't buy the wrong one. 

In the end, Steve nodded. You watched as his eyes controlled the situation around and after he was sure that Tommy or Carol can't see him, he offered you a hug. This one was a friendly one - you could tell from the smile he had on. It was the honest Steve Harrington smile. That was why you accepted. 

“Enjoy the movie... No matter what you'll be watching.” - He said before he ran off to the line for popcorn and some soda, finding Tommy and Carol still hugging. Oh, that bitch was definitely talking trash, again, but you didn't care. You took your place in the line as well, planning to buy yourself at least some soda. 

Hopper entered the cinema like a hurricane - he had a beige blazer you couldn't recognize, definitely some new jeans and a shirt you would've sworn that you haven't seen in the cabin yet. He was looking bald, the colors were bringing more life into his looks and you needed to say... That Hopper was looking fucking great. His blue eyes found you in a second, being almost the one to order, but he pretended that he didn't see you. 

Acting, you reminded yourself, you needed some good acting. You patiently waited for your Pepsi can and paid with a small smile, leaving to go through the corridor leading into the cinema, where you waited for Hopper. He almost freaked out when you suddenly came from behind the corner and let his popcorn go. 

“Hey there, Chief.” - You said almost unbelievably, letting a couple walk around you. - “I think I haven't even seen you outside the PD. How you're doing?” - You smiled and walked there by his side. Jim really knew how to act - he looked so bugged that you thought about doing something wrong. 

“I was good until now.” - He muttered out, bringing the popcorn closer to his body, nervously looking throughout the hall. You walked straight to the most distanced seats, looking at Hopper. 

“Jesus, come and sit next, everyone knows you're all alone here.” - You rolled your eyes and Hopper slowly followed you. You were a good actress when you needed to be one. You could act like a serious brat. Good acting from the both of you, indeed. 

“Move.” - Hopper grunted out angrily, acting like his night was just ruined. You sat next to each other in the back row, away from all the people that were for the movie actually. You both sat there without emotions in your faces, Hopper was chewing on his popcorn. He was waiting for the moment when all the people finally concentrate on the movie - and he also jealously watched a couple of teenagers at the other end of the row. He sighed. 

When the right moment finally came, it almost halfway through the movie and even you seemed to enjoy it since you laughed here and there. You jumped a bit when you felt a palm caressing your knee. In one moment, your face froze and your expression changed. You looked at the making out couple, the only other people sitting in one row with you, then you looked down on his palm before catching it into yours. From that moment, you had a contained smile on your lips as you moved your shoulder to Hopper‘s to lean into him.

At the end of the movie, you both let go, both your palms suddenly feeling fucking cold. And no-one noticed a thing. It might seem to be utter nonsense, but in reality, it was a bold and almost stupid move. If anyone saw that you're holding hands, you were dead. But no-one did. 

That night, you walked home - promising Hopper that you'll call him again tomorrow.

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[halitophobia]

Blind Eye - Two

Parings ⟶  OC x Hank’s Daughter! Reader (TEMPORARILY) , RK800! Connor x Hank’s Daughter! Reader (EVENTUALLY)

A/N ⟶ Thank you so, so much for the notes from the first chapter ! Btw, I’m really sorry this is a little late. I’m hoping for late weekly chapters? Every 10ish days or so...(I’ve gotten super busy, but I’m trying my best!)

Disclaimer ⟶ still don't own any characters from DBH

Warnings ⟶ swearing, violence, mentions of death, stubborn reader, stubborn Hank, spoilers...?, slow burn, sLoW bUrN, SLOW BURN, alcohol abuse (Hankster), angst, toxic relationship, eventual....fluff, happiness, cute stuff, flustered Connor, flustered Reader, all the gushy-ness, and ?????smut?????

Word Count ⟶ 3023

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 

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NOV 6th, 2038

AM 12:41:04

"Why'd you kill him?"

"What happened before you took that knife?"

     Pursing your lips and narrowing your eyes, you watch the HK400 through the one-way glass. Your arms are crossed, face still as marble except for the bouncing of your right leg.

"Anderson. Are you cold or having a muscle spasm."

     You blink, glancing down at the one and only Gavin Reed's hands leant on the desk, but as quickly as you do, your eyes are glued back to the window.

"Let's make a bet. Like the good ol' days, yeah?" that same sandpaper voice sounds again, making you frown.

"I say," he pauses, "they had a bromance. Carlos and Andy over here." he gestures to the android. "Carlos brings home this smokin' hot 'robette' babe wanting a steamy, squeaky threesome. Attic boy gets mad and," his right arm comes up, and he stabs the air while pulsing to a beat of 'nn-s, nn-s, nn-s...', "...kills'em." So many things I didn't miss about working here...

     That fowl scent of sweat, old leather, and cheese also known as Gavin wafts your way, and you do your best not to gag. I mean, does this hobo shower? Wash his hands after shitting? A loud bang draws your attention to Hank, who's clearly gotten frustrated.

"Fuck it. I'm outta here." he grumbles, entering the observation room seconds later.

     You slowly clap watching him scowl at you.

"I'm impressed, Pops. You really stated your ground in there." you nod, earning a chuckle from Gavin. "My turn." you smile, and scurry out of the room. You hear Hank's voice yelling at you to come back, but you're already halfway through the door to the interrogation room.

     The droid doesn't move an inch as you shut the door behind you. You grin, feeling a wave of déjà vu wash over you. You've done this plenty of times before. How hard can a life-sized moving Barbie doll be?

"Alright, you piece o' shit." you can physically sense your father slapping his face behind the glass.

"I'm gonna jump right into it, okay? Okay." you drop yourself into the chair across from it, leaning back and crossing your arms and legs. "I don't know how it works in your...command center up there, but you gotta tell us what happened."

     You watch it avoid your gaze. A painful silence dances around you, only to make your skin crawl with frustration. You swing your leg back over and let it drop below you. Your arms come onto the table and you lean down, to get into its view.

"Pssst. I'm not leaving until you spill." you whisper, staring into its eyes even though it doesn't return the contact. You push back abruptly and revert to a normal volume, "So we can just skip all this," you motion between the both of you, "and you can obey, like a good little bot."

     Immediately, you see the change of energy from the suspect. Your brows lift, amused at the reaction. "Oh? Not into the whole submissive thing? I can see you got mad there. If that's even possible."

     It shifts again, seeming to get more worked up. This is perfect, you just need to push it around. No better way to let off some steam.

"You wrote 'I AM ALIVE' on the wall, like a jewelled crown atop Ortiz's lifeless head. That's what he said to make you upset, right? You were quoting him? Because, well...I mean, how on earth could you think of that? You aren't capable of...thinking for yourself." you wait, and decide to amp it up. "For all we know, that man was innocent. Just enjoying his life, wanting...a friend? And you come along? To do what? To stab him."

     There's a warning knock from the other side of the glass. You brush it off and examine the android. Chest heaving, hands clenched and jaw rippling. The lips on its face quiver, words just waiting to break the dam. And without looking back, you chimmy-changa your way across the line.

"Twenty. Eight. Times."

     You hear the tapping once again, more urgent, but still, you ignore it. Can you shut up? You're a millisecond away from confession and they choose to cut you know? Your old man probably wants to slip in and take credit.

     You're brought back to your senses as you watch the scene in front of you. The battered automaton is now writhing under the chords which bolt is slowly lifting off the table. "Hey, hey, hey. No need to cause a scene. Suck it up, and tell me wh-" your vision goes black. Well fuck me...

     The second your sight leaves, it's back but doubled. Your forehead throbs, as if a pump were behind your eyes. That motherfucking thing head-butted you. You can't help the weight sloshing around your brain, making your head pound harder. You move to stand, but stumble into the wall behind you. Get. Up.

     You feel arms hook under yours, and start to get dragged towards the door. "Get off of me!" you snap.

     Your view seeps back into HD and you ignore the sting in your head. "I'm fine! Let me finish this!" your voice is a harsh growl, and you lash around in the person's grasp.

Who is this anyway?

     Then you smell it. Oh. Reed tightens his grip, practically lifting you from your waist, and before you know it, your dropped into a computer chair facing the interrogation room. Just as you start to collect yourself, another smack is planted on your skull.

Okay what the fuck.

"Ow."

     An ice pack falls off your shoulder and into your lap. Wow, do I get a massage too?

"Nice going, Y/N." Hank spits.

     You roll your eyes, pressing them into the ice pack. With your voice muffled, you reply with 'thank you'.

"No, I really mean it. You just jeopardized this whole cross-examination. You brought that thing near to self-destruction!"

     Your brain is hoola-hooping within your skull and this ancient dick lecturing you is just hollering encouragement.

"Y/N, take this seriously. You really fucked up." Gavin chimes in.

Oh give me a break.

     You groan loudly, hoping it'll make them stop. You really don't need this. You just need five quiet minutes, and you can go back in and get that confession. Easy-peasy.

"Earth to Y/N. You may have been bumped in there, but I know damn-well you can hear me." Hank aggressively taps your shoulder and the water in the pot just boils away.

"Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up!"

     You're fully turned around, eyes ablaze with fire. You're cooking both men alive from your eyes and the pain from your head disappears for a moment. A silent breath escapes your parted lips, and you almost whisper.

"Will you, shut up."

     The air is thick as fog. Your sight clogged with angry-exhaustion, their's with vigilance, for they now tread on very thin ice.

"My name is Conner, what about you. What's your name?"

You're. KIDDING.

     Spinning your chair right around, you're faced with an image of pure disaster. Sir Smiley-Bot is seated across from the HK400.

"You let the fucking android interrogate the fucking android!"

     It hasn't even been twenty minutes and for the second time, you're blood is racing around your body like a jet. Running circuits in and out of your shrinking heart. Does no one have common sense in this fucking facility?

"What do we have to lose, Y/N. You've already ruined a proper examination, what's so different in sending in the thing?"

     Hank's voice destroys every sense of calm in your veins. You're going fucking bonkers now. It's like they worship this brown-haired robot. Prancing around its steel feet, praying to the android gods above. You've come to a conclusion; you are officially the only sane human in this police division. Everyone's brains are being melted by the second and they'll all just become slaves for the androids. Yup, I’ve solved the case.

"Shh, shh, shut up. Listen." Gavin lays his hand on your right shoulder, which you quickly brush off.

"I was fucking breathing."

     He replies with a grimy finger to his lips, staring forward. You sulk in the chair, intertwining your fingers atop the desk. The ice pack is balanced on your head and you stare forward. King-Droid seems to be calming the defendant down. Seriously?

"I could have easily calmed the thing down, this isn't all that fantastic." you scoff, adjusting the cooling pack.

     Hank flicks your head in response. It sure shuts you up. I am getting favoured over a bottle cap. I leave for one year and all of Detroit's been fucked in the ass by Alexa, Google Home, and Cortana at the same time. This is absolute bullshit. Choosing these things? Over trusted humans? This is surely humanity's last stra-

"No!"

...come again?

"No, please don't do that!"

     All three of you are now leant toward the glass, your nose virtually pressed on it. All that stupid popcan had to do was threaten to probe its memory ooooh spooky!

"What..."

     A beautifully awkward sound of leather, wood, and the chair squeal in harmony as your trio incline forward again. If it weren't for the one-way glass, there would be three sources of breath in their own designated spots.

"What are they going to do to me?"

Baby bye, bye, bye, BYE BYE.

"They're going to destroy me, aren't they?" its voice is in a panicked hiss.

Ding ding ding! We have a winner!

"They're going to disassemble you to look for problems in your biocomponents. They have no choice if they want to understand what happened."

     This goes on for a little while, the honoured golem teetering between comfort and warning. You just watch soundlessly, intrigued for the outcome. Cold droplets trickle down your neckline, for the pack on your head had started to melt. You can't resist the urge to shiver, swiftly wiping away the excess water.

     Your attention is slowly dispersing and you're starting to lose interest. You notice your stomach grumble - right, you'd forgotten to eat before all of this. Come to think of it, you're starving. Your gut agrees and wails to you again.

"Shh!" Gavin jeers.

Oh please.

     You start to lift onto your feet, wanting to grab a snack, but are interrupted by a voice that has been heard to the very minimal. Seriously though, vending machine cashews would kill right about now...

"He tortured me everyday..."

     Your ass is stapled back into the chair, holding your tongue as its mouth finally starts to move. You listen intently, watching the emotions.

     You're amazed at how...real these androids look. This...suspect. Its..his eyes were saying something. His face held...pain. The way he says he was scared makes your breath falter. For a moment, you could really believe they're humans...with their own lives...own problems.

     But your eyes move to the annoying one and the funky lighted circle gives it away.

     Connor no, that hurt to say... asks more questions. And that's when you feel shivers crawl up your spine, vertebrae by vertebrae. The dark-skinned bot falls into a trance, speaking of ra9. Claiming it will save them all...that they'll no longer be slaves. You swallow hard, feeling regretful...and alarmed. You blink. You never know what these two could be doing in there.

"What if they're secretly communicating to each other? Through their...biocompo-nents...? you ask under your breath.

"As if. They can't mind...speak." the brunette scoffs behind you.

"Yeah? And how would you know." you bark back.

You're interrupted by Hank, smacking both of you.

The RK800 turns its head toward the mirror; harsh and precise. "I'm done."

     You jolt up. Goosebumps on your skin, hairs on your arms standing tall and attentive. That interrogation gave me the creeps...

     All three of you flood out the main door, heading to the one just a foot away. Officer Chris Miller tags along who you literally hadn’t noticed until he cleared his throat, preparing to move the aberrant. No...that's just weird to say. Suddenly, the room feels a lot smaller. Six of you is six too many.

"Chris, lock it up." Gavin commands gruffly. You notice how he eyes the RK800, the model obviously ignoring his warning.

     Officer Miller detatches it from the table, but it jerks from his grasp. Your eyes narrow and you lean against the door, feeling drowned from the new energy in the space. Like defusing a ticking bomb.

     Gavin interjects aggressively, hassling Chris to move it. You watch awkwardly as they struggle, both of them pulling completely opposite ways. You push off from the wall, starting to get impatient.

"You're making this harder than it has to be." you state, trying to get its attention.

     Gavin yells once again, only to get the same in return. Your childish ass chimes in, telling Reed to back down, and now it's just a trio of toddlers crying for their candy. You're telling the cheese-smelling douche to hold his temper, while he's bitching about being tired. Chris yells at both of you two shut up when you notice the thing across you grab the officer's gun.

Fuck.

      In less than a second, blue...blood has coloured the ceiling. The HK400 is crumpled on the floor, gun laying loosely amoung its fingertips. Nothing stirs in all six of you. Your lungs have paused, muscles and eyes too. Your gaze is cemented on the one now pressed to the ground. The eyes still and wide like any other human lying dead. It stares off into another realm, mouth frozen in time, halfway through an inhale.

     This is what you forgot about. This part of the job. This raw, ferocious beast that gnaws at your gut. Chewing, ripping, tearing your meat agonizingly slow. Always hungry, always eating away at you.

"Holy shit."

     You whip your head at your father, revolted that the same words escaped his mouth...at the same time.

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AM 1:34:48

     Gulping down two pills of ibuprofen, you stare at Hank talking with his plastic buddy. You're leant against his desk, fiddling around with his pens and sticky notes. You sigh as you feel someone slide up next to you.

"How've you been, fucker. You looked like shit walking into the building cuffed. 'Thought you were the one being arrested."

     The grey-eyed dickwad chuckles at his comment, anticipating your snarky retort.

"Reed, I'm not in the mood." you grumble, wiping your eyes with the underside of your fingers.

     You can sense his frown and disappointment. There's a small pause, but sure enough, he doesn't leave you alone.

"Another fight with Ben?"

Your stomach inverts and you feel the need to throw up. "Excuse me?"

     He raises his hands defensively. "Woah, woah. Just asking. You just always seem to be having problems with that guy."

"Where did you get this from, huh?" you threaten.

"Last time I saw you, you were whinging about him on the phone. You weren't being discrete."

     Sure...you weren't, but that doesn't mean he had the right to listen. He's a nosy, intrusive, grumpy old prick and you have never felt so disgusted in his presence.

"Stay out of my life, Reed. You have no right to ask me that. You have no right to assume things about me, and you have no right to be a...fucking asshole!"

"That last one isn't even-"

You slapped him.

     There's a sliver of regret, but your choler has clouded your mind. Do I have anger issues?

     Next thing you know, Hank is lecturing you about having manners, controlling your actions, thinking before you do, blah blah blah. You've heard this all before, it's like you're thirteen again, getting pestered at for feeding the dog your lasagna. Or cutting off that stupid girl's ponytail. She was a wicked shrew...

     Behind Hank, you catch Gavin start to snicker. Absolutely not. You push past the bearded man and start to pummel the brunette's chest. And I mean pummel. Beat. Punch. Slam. Not one giggle leaves his toxic mouth. Poppa tries to pry you off, but he gets an elbow to the nose. Respect your elders, am I right? All this anger...is barely even from Gavin's stupid words. This is the rage from the past two hours. Tonight has been hell. Trudging through disaster after disaster. It's all too much. Your gums start to ache due to the tightness of your jaw. Your hands begin to shake, each blow somehow impacting you. It's like you're just beating up yourself.

     A pair of arms wrap around your sore body, ripping you from your poor...punching bag. Gavin's face is already swelling. Black and blue covering his skin. Blood as the cherry on top. He's dead quiet now, breathing heavily as he lays on the ground. But then...you notice Hank on the ground too, blood spilling from his nose. If Hank's on the ground...then that means...

     You look down and see grey sleeves, detailed with black and silver. No, no, no, no...

"LET ME GO YOU CLUSTER OF RUSTY NAILS."

"I'm sorry, Detective Anderson, but you need to calm down before I can let you go."

I hate his voice, I hate his voice, I hate his voice...

"I'm calm." your voice like honey flowing over chocolate mousse.

     You drop every emotion in your face. All of your tensed muscles fall and you seep into its chest. Its arms fall from your torso. You wait a beat, then completely turn around.

You punch it square in the face.

     You watch in delight as its face snaps back. It stumbles, just once, which truly is enough for you. There's a burst of relieve and triumph, followed by a sting and numbness between your knuckles

Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, fuck. Fucking fuck. Okay, so worth it, though...

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