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rickittys · 4 months

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𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐠𝐲𝐮𝐯𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐬

a/n: a continuation of this post with our lovely bambin :3

✓ can’t get over the idea that he would love being ridden and babied at the same time, cooing praises against his skin. “wanna make you feel so good. just gonna sit here and make you cum so much,” you moaned while bouncing on his lap. moments of softness where you briefly brush his bangs out of his faces, gently peck his shaking lips while milking every last drop of cum from his throbbing dick. clenching around them sooooo much. “always such a good boy… i love you”. would have him shooting inside you immediately.

✓ him lazily watching as you lie forward onto him while barely being able to lift yourself off his length with how tired u are. “gyu-gyuvin pelase..please help i wanna cum hurts so much please help,” you babbled. smiling against your lips, he murmurs a sweet of course before shoving himself into you from below. ur jaw drops from a silent scream, he’s so fucking huge, tip kissing your toe-curling spot over and over. “gonna make you cum so much, what my good girl deserves,” he’d grunt.

✓ dry humping… one of his favorites me thinks. grinding until both ur pants are soaked. he whines sm , more often than not gets so desperate from the friction that he just has to sheath himself in your warmth. :( while you’re seeing stars from adjusting to him, he’d be so sweet not realizing how big he is.

✓ trying out pro bone was one of the best things you both could’ve ever done. writhing underneath and crying as he’s so focused on making you cum. here near delirious from just how deep in your guts he reaches. presses messy kisses along your spine and nape as he pounds faster chasing both of your highs. “f-fuck i’m so close baby augh feels so good so tight for me.” loves when you start arching your ass to meet his thrusts while you shriek from pleasure.

✓ mini dick analysis! long and thick as FAWK he is packing! might have a thick vein underneath that’s so sensitive when u lick at it. literally the most adorable boy but hes so huge dude. leaks like he’s drooling when he’s excited and horny. thickest tip that has your legs jumping from the slightest penetration. loves to tease you with it too, especially when you’ve been begging or bratty.

✓ size training is a must. even after you’re adjusted to his girth, you still quite literally feel split open. he’d def poke at the belly buldge- “does it hurt? i don’t wanna hurt you but you feel so good..can i move yet?” he asked, concerned. and how could you say no to those eyes? he’d promise to go slow and keep a steady pace even if it made him throb and your eyes roll. was elated when you began asking him to thrust faster over time, having the bed shaking.

✓ now gyuvin definitely unintentionally overstimulates you both more often than not. you could be holding hands and he’d start getting ideas… he adores any sort of physical touch he gets with you and getting the chance to stir your insides makes him feel endearingly connected with you. he has a hard time pulling away and saying stop to himself but with you and your wetness? on his tongue, coating his dick- his senses are numbed and he only wants to get drunk on you. whether it’s you or himself tapping out, he smiles boyishly from any time ur intimate.

#⌨️⊹ ࣪ ˖#gyuvin smut #kim gyuvin smut #zb1 smut #zerobaseone smut #zb1 hard hours #zb1 hard thoughts

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hana-no-seiiki · 1 year

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Idk if this is a request or something but I just wanted to get it out there before I forget it. How would the batfam react to a batsis coming from the last of us universe?( the last of us is a zombie apocalypse type game.) How would they react to all of batsis PTSD from being born in a world over ran by zombie’s and learning to survive at a young age. How would they help them? How would they react if they ever were transported to there(batsis) world?

Sorry for this random ask I just wanted to get this out there before I forget about it. Anyway hope you have a great week!

SOFT YANDERE BATFAM x THE LAST OF US! READER BRAINROT

Recently had a TLOU brainrot (at this point it’s more of a heartrot with how devastating the story is eugh) so this came at a perfect timing. I’m guessing batsib (I’ll make it gn I hope you don’t mind anon) has a similar life to elle if they’re not just elle entirely.

I think Batsib would have to be close to the boys before they eventually spill their guts (aka their severe trauma out).

Like when they’re at least 60% there on the yan scale of things.

They see signs like you being hella adamant on the boys at least trying to fix their relationship with Bruce since you know the most out of everyone how it feels to lose a father figure.

You’re the closest with Jason purely because you both have baggage, and luckily you like to talk about it and sort it out.

Your whole life had been the apocalypse so going to Gotham and seeing everything in its prime fascinated you. When the Batfam first took you in due to your status as an anomaly, it took very little to impress you.

But it also took a lot to terrify you.

If we’re going full on Ellie! Reader here then them (batfam) seeing that huge bite mark on your arms, presumably after you’ve dumped info on your past and your reality, almost turned them feral.

It was that moment they decided to never let you go back.

You’re allowed to join them with their vigilante activities as long as you were under strict surveillance.

Bruce is kind of off-put by your nonchalance when it comes to beating up people to a pulp. He had to jump in and stop you from completely killing a dude.

Jason on the other hand approves. Definitely eggs you on.

The rest of the boys, as is my headcannon with any violent MC, get turned on when they see you covered in blood.

In summary, they definitely cherish you more. The spoiling is dialed up to eleven. And since you didn’t know much of the world prior to its apocalypse state, they wouldn’t lock you up like in most cases and instead bring you to explore as much as you’d like.

There is a sick part of them that enjoys your PTSD and how dependent (and distrusting of others) you can be because of it. So unless it gets really bad where you can’t get sleep at all I can see them just not trying to get help for you.

ON THE MORE WHOLESOME SIDE:

I am now imagining reader going to a museum with them all and just climbing the fossil in front of like dozens of people while screaming “LOOK AT ME I’M ON A MOTHERFUCKING DINOSAURRRR!”

Bruce definitely had to pay a lot for that

and all the younger ones + Dick cause he’s Dick throwing fedora hats on all the dinos??? please im on my knees that’s too cute augh-

If they were ever transported in your world, it’d definitely be the other way around. Say you aren’t like Ellie and are completely susceptible to the infection- oof you might as well just be in jail.

They’ll disinfect everything. Masks 24/7. Generally just extremely careful as to not get infected or infect you in any shape or form.

Tim has already researched on fungal infections so you bet he’s ready. Wouldn’t be surprised if he single-handedly ends the apocalypse with how thorough he was. Him, Dick, and Alfred focus more on taking care of you.

Jason and Damian are more with survival and the annihilation of anything that may be dangerous to you within the vicinity. May it be zombies, thieves, the military and what not.

Bruce is probably tinkering on more equipment and helping Tim with actually getting rid of the fungi. The former will definitely use his charm and looks to get more supplies.

In short, these dudes have everything on lockdown.

You’ll wish you didn’t come back to your original world.

A.N. I hope this was to your liking anon!

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cupidsdescendant · 11 months

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what do you think scout dirty talks like teehee

How Scout would talk Dirty (NSFW)

Hehe anon you silly willy, just at the right time .. btw the "come to daddy" voice line will always be implanted into my brain and it will never leave

-His favorite thing ever is degrading, being made fun of and undermined by the mercs all day, pushing everything onto you during sex riles him up so much

-He likes to egg you on, saying things like "You like that don't you?" "Do you like it when I do that, Y/N? Yeah??" as he grips his hands tightly until there are marks or pulling your hair. He likes hearing you forcibly say 'yes' and insuring his pain.

"Look at you! My god, you're my little doll aren't ya? Do you like being someone's- wait..- MY toy?"

-Let's see what happens when I pull your leg all the way up~" "Oh god, Baby you're really tight on me! You've been excited for me to come home, haven't ya? You like that?"

-He enjoys telling you what he's going to do or what is going on at the moment. "You look so cute when you're on you're laying on your back like this." or "I'm gonna touch you all over and you just gotta deal with that, baby."

-His favorite nicknames are Doll, Baby, Bunny, and Princess/Prince. He can't go a session without saying it twice or once.

-If you ever start crying or show any signs of being on the brink of an orgasm he'll give you a mocking voice and make fun of you until you cum. "Awww...why are you crying? Do you not like it when I get deep into you?" "I thought you could handle this, Princess. Does someone need some tissues?" he continues by laughing in your face

-He likes to play with your body, squeezing parts and telling you things he'd want to do. "Your thighs are adorable, Y/N. All I want to do is stroke my cock in the middle of them till I give out."

- His favorite is to squeeze your cheeks together until your mouth is pouty. "What a cute little mouth, it'll be a shame if someone got it dirty."

-He enjoys acting like he doesn't care sometimes. Seeing you with your hands on the ground, your ass up and you drooling and moaning out his name he likes to hum and play it off. It turns him on all the time to be in power

-"You're gonna hafta' give it your all, Dolly. If you want to get some satisfaction I suggest puttin that mouth to work."

-"Who told ya you should slack on the job, Princess? Get over here."

"That's all ya got? Nah we're going again and this time you better get me falling to my knees in ecstasy, now bend over."

-He isn't a BDSM guy but handcuffs and collars are his favorite. Of course, he'll have you bare naked standing up and he'll sit on the bed signaling towards you. "Come to Daddy."

-In the middle of your guys' session his lines shorten but his moans get longer, grunting more often. He purrs this evil-but-in-a-hot-way kind of giggle. He's sweaty violently but he still tries to keep his act up

-"Oh-...yeah-..gh...good, job...Y/N.." -"that's-...m-y good girl..."

"God I love you."

-Everything he says after the "I love you." Just becomes praise. He can't stay a stupid fuckboy for long, he needs to express how much he loves you!!

-"Oh, Y/N. Dolly-..Baby-....Baby-...I love you..."

"I'm your man, right? Hell ye-ah....."

"Holy shit- I'm inside the girl of my dreams! Haha~"

During his climax he repeats your name over again and just keeps saying "I love you" until his bursts. After, it's coupled with both of you screaming in euphoria.

-"Good job, Bunny. You gave me a workout!"

"Augh, you really gave me a good time...I love you so much, you're such a doll." At the end of a session, he gives you some joke one-liners and plays with your hair and kisses you until you both fall asleep

omg tysm again anon this was so much fun!! Maybe I'll do the rest of the mercs ;)?

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #headcanons #fanfiction #tf2 scout #tf2 fanfiction #tf2 x reader #tf2 x you #team fortress 2 scout #team fortress 2 x reader #scout x reader

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ice-cream-writes-stuff · 2 years

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☆▪︎¤{Sweetly Obsessive}☆¤ Yandere Dick Grayson/Nightwing x Yandere Reader

Smiling viciously at the hero in front of you. Your voice comes out as a coo.

"Hi Songbird!" You say sweetly, giggling like a love-sick school girl, but to Nightwing, it sounded like another manic chuckle. Rolling his eyes at your tone, he playfully smirks.

"I'd rather go to bed than deal with you right now, (V/N)." He sighs out, watching as you come closer to him. Hands clasped behind your back as you sway and twirl your way to his form with practiced grace.

The hero doesn't bother moving his body, knowing it was to early for a attack. Having fought (V/N) many times, he knew it wasn't your style to throw the first punch, not until later.

"Aw, your tired? That's okay, you and I can cuddle up and watch the city lights if you want?"

You ask, grabbing both his covered hands. Your smile kind and gentle as you wait for a answer.

Nightwing, having gotten used to your flattery for him. Shakes his head, his silky strands of hair lifting a bit due to the cold air.

"No can do, (V/N), weren't you the one that just caused all... THAT."

Nightwing remarks, his eyes casting downwards to the destruction of a small part of the city.

"Oh, THAT. Is what you meant," you shrug. Hands tightening on his own. "Forgive and forget! The circus is in town, maybe you and I could instead-" Before you could say more, a scream is heard in the distance and you growl.

"SHUT UP!" You yell, looking away from the apple of your eye.

Which was a mistake.

Freeing his hands from you, he swings his leg, aiming for your stomach. Dogging out of the way, your smile becomes more prominent. Raising your fits, you land hard hits as did he. Almost if the two of you were dancing in a flurry of kicks and punches.

"This is one of the most romantic things we've done together!" You giggle, putting a hand to your cheek once feeling a small bruise. A love stricken look adoring your face as Nightwing glares at your swooning.

"Nightwing! Come in, Nightwing!"

A feminine voice calls out to your hero in blue. Barring your teeth into a snarl, you watch as he calls to his communicator quickly while avoiding your attacks, which had gotten more aggressive.

"What is it?!" You yell, your hand about to rip the device from his ear. Catching your wrist, he managed hold both of them behind your back. Trying to over power you as the two of you struggle in a embrace.

"Nightwing! Batman needs you at the moment.."

"I'm a bit busy here!" He yelled as you escape his clutches and is thrown onto the ground by you.

"Augh!" He groans at the pain blooming on the backside of his head as you sit on top of him. Your legs managing to pin down your opponent by straddling their waist and holding their wrists to the floor.

A gasp leaves your lips..

A idea had just hit you.

"Nightwing? Nightwing!"

At this point, you felt like finding whoever was on the other line and killing them for interrupting your time with your handsome hero.

Ripping the communicator from his ear, you crush it easily, smiling at Nightwing while caressing his face gently with a free hand while the other kept him in place. Lifting his chin to look up at you, you whisper.

"I wonder who you are? Would you mind if I find out?"

Giving you a pointed look, he harshly declined.

"I'd rather you not."

Your raise your eyebrows at him, before shrugging it off. He'll thank you later once the two of you get married.

"Hm, that isn't your choice to make."

Raising your hand you carefully bring it close and start to peel off of the mask like a candy wrapper. Before you could even tear it off. You are tackled to the ground.

"Ack-!" You, struggling in the limbs that tried to knock you out. Fiinally feel free as you look up to see Red Hood pointing his gun at you.

Nightwing, tells him not to shoot, making the other vigilante scoff. But obliged to the others wishes, you take that to your advantage and jump away into the night.

Giving a small princess wave as you blow a multitude of kisses at Nightwing. To which he pretend to caught, immediately dropping it to the ground and stomping on it with his left foot. Making you strainfully smile at his affections.

"What scent would you recommend." Was a phrase you heard often, costumers often coming by regularly to buy your candles or other scented items.

"Oh! I'd recommend..." You would say like a pop song on repeat.

Giving your choice of scents and flavors.

But then came in Dick Grayson.

"Hi (Y/N)." He said cheerfully, interrupting you and the customer. Smiling ever so charmingly as he glances at you.

"Oops, sorry, didn't mean to cut in." He said, backing off as you cast him a small scowl. He could almost see steam piling up on your head like a crown.

You give the customer your recommendation and head back to the counter. Purposeful ignoring the nosy cop as he followed you to the register.

"Do you need something?" You ask, putting your annoyance for him in your pocket as you try to be civil.

One would think you hated him, but hate was a strong word to use for Dick Grayson.

He was tolerable, most days. When he wasn't loitering around your shop.

He was sweet, funny and somewhat 'quirky' in a sense.

But, he just made you feel... Off.

You can't afford to feel like that, especially if you wish to be married to the renowned hero of Buldhaven.

"You seem, I dunno, distracted. Did something good happen?" Dick asked, leaning against the counter as you help check out a item for one of the customers.

"Yeah, in a way." You say, thanking the customer for their patronage.

"Well I'm glad, you look more relaxed. You had a spa day?" He teased, you roll your eyes at him. Bringing out more candles from behind the counter. Placing on 50% Off stickers and labels for the selected scents.

Dick picks one up and takes a small wiff of the blueberry and ginger scented wax. Smiling at the refreshing odor, "mind if I buy this one?"

He said, placing it down for you to scan: "Sure, but you gotta buy another candle for the deal to work."

"Any recommendations?"

"The most expensive one," you said sarcastically, knowing he would actually try and get it.

"Before you even say yes, I'm gonna get the one that works for the deal." Kneeling down, you pull out a (f/c) (favorite scent) scented candle.

"There you go. Anything else?" You ask, printing out the receipt.

"A moment of your time, maybe..?" Dick said, shyly rubbing the back of his hair as he avoided your eyes.

"I know that, well, mean to say-!" He fumbles with his words, surprising you, knowing he was so confident and energetic. Just where had it all gone?

"I would, if you give me the honor, no- pleasure. To take you out, to dinner tomorrow night..?"

You blink, "you wanna take me to a romantic candle lit dinner. Tomorrow??" You repeated.

"Y-yes."

You stay silent as you think it over, you planned on messing with the city tomorrow. Hoping to see your knight in black latex and possibly ask him out for dinner.

But, Dick was.. A interesting, patron, you did know him for quite a few years. Plus, it's free food and a day to be fancy. Also, if you didn't like the date you could always leave.

"Hm, fine." You huff, watching Dick smile so widely it reminded you of pulled taffy.

"Look, Hood, I'm not here for you. I'm here for my Songbird."

You spat, standing menacingly in front of him. "Where. Is. HE."

"He ain't here, I doubt he's planning on it any time soon." The Red Hood remarks, twirling his gun to your direction.

"Why's that?" You hiss, circling each other.

"He's getting all pretty for his date tonight." He shrugged boredly, as if it wasn't anything worth talking about.

You felt your skin becoming hot with rage that it could melt.

Letting out a cry of anger, you descended upon a uncaring Red Hood as he sent bullets flying towards you.

Mascare mixed with tears fell from your face as you made your way to the High Rated and High Class restaurant Dick had gotten a reservation at. Yet you couldn't bring yourself to even pretend to be happy as the waitress escorted you to the table.

You sit down nimbly and look at the red clothed cover table.

Dick who had greeted you warmly once he saw you. Stares at baffledly as you silently cry to yourself.

"(Y/N), is everything okay? Did something happen!? Why are you covered in-" Dick's clear blue eyes taken in the smear of blood and fresh bullet wound on your shoulder.

But the rest of you was dressed in fancy garb and make up. Hoping to cover whatever was left from your battle in hurry.

"He- he..." You whimper out, struggling to form a sentence as you find yourself shaking with anger in Dicks car. The man escorting you out of the restaurant to his care so he could take you to the hospital.

""He" who, (Y/N)? Whoever it is. I'll kill them."

"Don't please..." You sob, begging Dick to stop the car. The man tries to refute your begs, but gave in as he parked it beside a old building.

"I loved him.. I loved him, so much, yet he, h-he." You cry louder, your clothing becoming wet as Dick hugs you to his chest. His heart soothing your own aching one.

"I'll kill them, I'll kill when I find them." You whisper, promising to find who Nightwing fancied.

"I don't understand, please, talk to me (Y/N)..."

Taking in a breath, you answered Dick.

"The man I love, he, he-e chose to go, go off with sum, some-!" You grip Dicks muscular arm, feeling the blood in his veins flowing. "He went on a date with someone and didn't bother to see me, I'm so upset a-and a-angry!"

You cry one more time, Dick comforting you with soft words and threats to Nightwing for not bothering to tell you.

"And that's how we came to be." You said with a chirp, nuzzling into your lovers neck. Your grip tighter than a corset on his arm. A crazed smile on both of your faces as the Batfamily clan watch the two of you coddle each other unabashedly.

Bruce rubs his eyes tiredly while Jason gagged right beside him.

Damien taking mental notes as Tim shook his head. While Barbara covers Duke and Cass eyes while Stephanie sneaks small photos of the obsessive lovers.

[Hear you go! One of my most favorite pieces to write for DC, I hope yall enjoyed it! More yandereness coming soon! Thank you! Hearts and comments are appreciated!]

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stupid-and-cute-are-enough · 9 months

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it WAS 1:30 am and now i've got finals in mere hours so obviously this is how i should be spending my time. behold: screaming and crying publicly over @get-rammed's montgomery gator doodles

starting off STRONG with this beauty:

THE FULL-BODY HUG???? THE SKIN ON SKIN CONTACT??? one thing you MUST know about me is that i am WEAK for when the bigger partner wraps themselves around their s/o WEAK I SAY

(also monty's nose????? it's absolutely darling and so perfect for his lil face)

KEEPING ON THEME WITH WERE-MONTY

specifically the face................ he looks so dejected...................so tired................ so sad...................baby has had a ROUGH night and i desperately want them to be better 😭😭😭 (the HAND HOLD???? THE TEAR STAINS??? AUGHH)

we already KNOW how i feel about this one after all i'm that motherfucker who was so consumed by this doodle that i asked ram if i could clean it up and otherwise go insane over it we already KNOW that this doodle has me on my fucking KNEES

again THE FULL BODY HOLD??????? THE SAD EYES???? HE HOLDS ONTO THEM LIKE THEYRE SOMETHING PRECIOUS 😭 monty is trapped in a life he pretty much hates and they've gotta be one of his only sources of comfort 😭😭😭😭 i imagine the anon has to pull wayyy more hours once monty becomes a glamrock so they're constantly exhausted but desperately wants to be there for their struggling friend and vice versa for monty (and how pissed monty must get w/the virus bc why the fuck should he feel bad for them when it's HIS life that got screwed over?)

everything i just said applies to this one too except with more melancholy bc it feels like when you have to wait for your loved one to fall asleep so you can slip away quietly (but, of course, monty is holding on, so he'll be disappointed sooner rather than later)

MOVING FUCKING ON TO THIS NEXT ONE OHHHH MY GOD YOU GUYS PREPARE YOURSELF

THE SNOOT RUBS???? THE HAND ON ANON'S CHEST???? THE BLUSH????? THE WAY HE RUFFLES HOW OWN HAIR 😭😭 GIVE IT BACK!!!!!!!!!!!! GIVE IT BACK RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM GOING TO BEAT UP MR. FAZBEAR ENTERTAINMENT HIMSELF GIVE MONTY HIS HAIR BACK!!!!!!

but seriously this one is just SO cute 😭 gator golf monty were such simpler times and it DESTROYS me knowing where they go from here :( ik both of them heal together in the end but they hurt so much between those two points AUGHH THEY DONT DESERVE IT 😭😭

GOING BACK TO WERE-MONTY

THE SHIRT??? THE SKIN-ON-SKIN CONTACT???? literally what else is there to say i rest my case moving on

THE CASUAL INTIMACY????? THE SKIN ON SKIN????? THE ANONS SILLY LIL SMILE AND ALL THE LOVE BITES?? look im down bad for monty as much as everyone else here but good LORD there's something so tender about non-sexual touch (esp with minimal clothing) 😭😭 its so special to me............. they're so happy to have each other i am ILL

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SCREAMING AND CRYING THEY'RE SO SILLY TOGETHER!!!! LET THEM BE SILLY AGAIN THEY DESERVE IT!!!!

look at them they're up to MISCHIEF they're up to NO GOOD <3 and freddy is RAPIDLY APPROACHING (side note SWEETS??? 😭😭 i love all of monty's nicknames but something about "sweets" makes me AUGH................. it's so cute...............)

BONUS:

MORGAN <333333 WHAT A MASSIVE W TO TRANS-MASCS EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wouldn't wanna be represented by ANYONE else

feddy <3

last but not least the comment i left (with my user and pfp blocked out bc you don't get to know me like that) on part one of project starlight that strikes fear into me to this very day. ignore my spelling mistakes i was going through it

i would've also grabbed a screenshot of the monty plush bc i feel special every time i look at one bc ram thought my comic was cool and it instantly became a core memory but this post has taken LONG ENOUGH!!! SLAP A SHIPPING LABEL ON THIS BITCH AND SEND IT OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#im not gonna put like any main fnaf tags on here bc none of this is mine lmaoo #i also used this as my opportunity to spew my headcanons bc they're so special to me #anyway #thank god remaking the post didnt take more than an hour #the og one took like an hour and a half but i could steal all of the talking points #if i do manage to recover the original i'll edit it a bit and post that bc im sure its better than this one #REGARDLESS #i hope u enjoyed my incoherent screaming ram this is just the surface #this is only the stuff i can put into words #layer on a deafening amount of sobbing and rabid sounds and youll get the idea #im climbing up the curtains and ripping out carpet. eating grass if you will #I FUKIN DID IT YIPPEE #alr i gotta get ready to leave for class #time well spent i say #my post

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mamawasatesttube · 9 months

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What was Cassie and Cissie’s wedding like in ur fic universe?

GOD this is such a good question they deserve an actual fic about it at some point but i don't know when i'll get there but augh!!!

they are THE butch/femme couple of all time. cissie is in a gorgeous dress (strapless and backless of course, we can't have cassie knowing how to put words into sentences properly on her wedding day); cassie's in a neatly-tailored tux, but she's doing that insanely hot thing where she's got the jacket over a real low cut top and a necklace instead of a button-down under it (turnabout is fair play, cissie).

kon is cassie's Dude Of Honor; anita is cissie's maid of honor!

cassie cries when cissie reads her vows. cissie doesn't, but she does gets so giddy she starts bouncing on her feet instead.

bart catches the bouquet.

bart immediately goes WAIT. i certainly don't want to get married next boo!! KON HERE TAKE THIS QUICK--

there are a bunch of cissie's civilian friends also there. cassie's identity is public (cissie's friends screamed when cissie was like yeaahhh so i'm dating. uh. you know wonder girl?) but lots of the other heroes' in attendance are not. one of cissie's friends points at tim like "so... who is that guy???" and cissie is like uhhhh don't worry about it!

kon also actually cries during the ceremony (they've grown up!!! his friends that he's known his whole life!!!! they're getting married!!! waaaaaa) but vehemently denies this

their first dance is a very elegant waltz that's fairly slow and not too elaborate because they both knew they'd need to factor in the way they'd be so busy staring at each other in awe

donna gives a speech that's overall very sweet and genuine but also does roast cassie for zapping herself with her own lasso once because cissie texted her and she was literally tripping over herself to get her phone out as fast as possible.

cissie gets a little tipsy on champagne at the reception and decides that cassie needs to carry her around for the rest of the night. ten minutes later she's like well okay that was a little silly of me but cassie's like nope i can't hear you i'm not putting you down :]

instead of a Just Married™ car to drive away in, cassie simply sweeps her into her arms and flies them away at the end of the night <3

#there is probably more to be said on the topic but i will end it here for now :)#cissiecassie #sotm #cissie #cassie

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coffinsister · 3 months

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Movie Marathon

Prompt: Andrew comes home, he finds Ashley setting up a little date - by @coffinbrotherr

(Thank you so much for giving me the perfect excuse to write about my oc as well! I love u !)

Andrew didn’t quite know what he was expecting to find back at their shitty apartment.

They didn’t exactly celebrate Valentine’s Day. For sure, Ashley loved making a big declaration of everything, but they had never done the whole cards and chocolates thing.

In retrospect: Andrew should have guessed, there was no way, he was going to have a normal night. They never did have any normal nights.

He sighed, as his hands turned the cold and fragile doorknob.

Andrew stepped back into their, somehow, Home.

“Hey-”

“Hey Andrew!”

Ashley’s voice greeted him, and his anxiety finally died down.

Andrew hated to admit it, but finally seeing his sister’s bright pink eyes, made him feel secure.

Andrew always hated having to part with her, because he always ended up missing her the second she was out of his gaze.

“‘Sup Andrew.”

That was right.

There was another person living with them now.

“I hate that I can tell exactly what you were thinking just now,” Itzae said.

Itzae was sitting on his sister’s left, her knees tightly pressed together, and her lips furrowed into a wobbly line. Her arms were crossed in a self-soothing hug.

“Bold assumption to make” Andrew said “Why do you look so scared today? Ashley, what did you do?”

Ashley gasped dramatically, her arms raising to her sides “Why always me!? She’s the freak here!”

“How am I more of a freak than you?”

“You are both the freak here.”

“You are a freak too!”

“Augh! Itzae! Andrew! Focus!” Ashley slammed her hands down, making a loud hollow sound against their cheap sofa “We are all freaks” Ashley said, her face spreading into a wide grin “But that's okay! Because we are all here together.”

Andrew and Itzae shared a look.

Beneath her layers of bandages, Itzae still had those red scars around her wrist, from way back then, when Ashley and him had promptly kidnapped her, locked her up in their apartment, handcuffed her, and chained her to their radiator.

Memories.

They all understood Ashley's implicit message of ‘We are all here together. And there’s absolutely nothing any of us can do about it.’

“So, what do you want us to do this time, Ashley?” Andrew said.

“Well” Ashley threw both of her arms over Itzae’s shoulders, and to Itzae's credit, she didn't even flinch, even though Ashley must have hit her a thousand times before “Our little jailbait friend here-”

“Hey!” Itzae turned to Ashley “You are still going on with the jailbait stuff!?”

“You really should tell me how old you are sometime” Andrew said deadpan.

“I will!” Itzae avoided his gaze “...Someday.”

“Someday.”

He absentmindedly wondered if he should be more worried about that. (Or feel some sort of guilt?)

“And!” Ashley reached one arm over to him too, now holding the both of them in an oddly close position “We came up with something for us to do together!”

“And what is that, Ashley?” Andrew could already feel a headache crawling onto him.

Right after, Ashley stood up in the middle of the room, she took a power stance, and shot both her arms into the sky.

“We are gonna have a date! A house date!”

“All of us?” Andrew looked at Itzae, and Itzae looked at the floor, with her face bright red.

“All of us,” Ashley declared.

“...Okay?”

“Be more excited!” Ashley screamed first at him, and then at Itzae “It! Help me set up the thing!”

“On it” Itzae saluted like she was in the navy, dutifully marching into their kitchen.

Andrew heard something being ripped open and thrown into their microwave.

Similarly, Ashley went into the kitchen. She came out with a pay, and a huge knife.

Decorated with a big red heart in the middle, the pastry seemed to have cooled down a century ago.

“We put our blood in the strawberry jam!” Ashley said, her eyes closed as she smiled. She looked like a very proud child.

“When did we get to the point, in which that doesn't surprise me anymore?”

“Probably around the fifth murder + dinner combination.”

“Don't remind me.”

Ashley placed the pay on top of their table.

That old thing was seconds away from giving up, the legs were buckled and the wood was chipped, but the tiny table still did its job.

“Yummy!” Ashley passed her finger through the red heart, quickly licking it off her hand.

“You don't even like strawberries” Andrew was sure he knew all the things his sister liked.

“No! But I like blood” Ashley grinned like a cat “Specially when it isn't my own blood, right, It?”

Their microwave made a way too loud beep beep noise, and Itzae came out of their kitchen with a drowned-in-popcorn plate in hands.

“Really? Popcorn and pie?” Andrew almost felt a little impressed, at whatever their train of thought must be like, but like hell if he was going to let them know that.

“And that’s not all” Ashley sat on the couch, purposely taking as much space on it as she could “Show him what you bought us, It.”

“I didn't know, okay!?”

Itzae left the plate beside the pay, the plastic made a thump noise against the wood.

Andrew always felt like Itzae should have been more offended over being called a Thing, but she never was, so who was he to tell her off.

Ashley laughed “Now you are getting embarrassed. That’s embarrassing, but going to school covered in hickeys and cuts isn't?”

“Shut up!”

“Just give him his thing already” Ashley rolled her eyes.

“Fine, fine” Itzae rolled her own eyes in response.

But below that, Andrew could see the red getting from Itzae's neck to her ears.

She stiffly walked towards their fridge, the damned thing was always buzzing, and its lights were constantly flickering.

In his most irrational moments, Andrew was sure the thing was possessed by the original owner, the original owner who he and his sister had killed, eaten, and robbed, in order to get this apartment.

Details.

Itzae opened it in a harsh motion, and for a second, Andrew was sure the fridge’s door was going to come undone. He would not know how to cope with that.

Andrew looked at her skinny arms as she pulled something out of it.

“Here you go. Laugh at me now if you want to, you duo of asshole siblings.”

Itzae presented them with three chocolate lollipops, in the form of huge hearts. It was easy to tell which one was for who, hers was white, Ashley's was pink, and his was green.

Fitting.

“Really. How old are you?”

“Kill yourself, Andrew!” Itzae screamed, she let go of his and Ashley's lollipops, and they fell loudly onto the floor.

“Hey! Only I get to tell my brother to kill himself!” Ashley pushed Itzae “And don't waste food, dumbass!” Ashley screamed even louder.

She kneeled on the floor to carefully pick up the lollipops.

“You make me feel so loved, Ashley.”

It wasn't even a lie, really.

“I know, I'm the best.”

“Are we actually gonna eat that, Ashley?” Andrew was growing to despise eating.

“Fifty second rule, don't be a bitch” Ashley handed him his lollipop, and thankfully, it didn't look completely covered in dust, yet.

“Augh! I did it for love! You all suck!” Itzae sat on the couch with her arms crossed.

“Yeah, yeah, you are all about my brother’s dick. We know.”

“It’s not…just that…”

Ashley offhandedly dismissed her “But now! For the best part!”

Ashley stood up, she ran to their shelf, and unearthed something from behind all the grim and dust.

Andrew automatically said “I don't like that you can hide things there.”

“You haven't even see- Whatever!” Ashley excitedly turned around and showed him, what was effectively, a mountain of rented DVD Cassettes.

“Aren't I the best?” Ashley said, excitedly going up and down on her tippy toes “I got us only the best! Aren't you going to praise me, Andrew?”

“Of course, of course” Andrew placed his open palm right on top of his heart “Nobody rents videotapes better than you! Nobody has a more morbid, and pedestrian taste in movies than you do. Truly, I do not have the most minimal idea where any of us would be without you, My Ashley.”

Ashley grinned, gentle giggles escaping her lips. She stood tall and proud, taking in Andrew's every word.

“My Andrew, I know, I know” Ashley said, batting her hand, her eyes closed, absorbing the praise “Now, go put them on.”

“I have to be complicit in this consumption of vapid filmographic garbage.”

“Yes.” She shoved the pile of movies into his hands “Do it.”

Next thing: She allowed herself to free fall on their couch. Itzae placed her hand on top of Ashley's without much forethought.

“The state of mass media” Andrew dramatically said, but he did as he was told, surprising absolutely no one.

He pressed play on the movie, and they sat side by side. Ashley in between him and Itzae, her skin was always so cold, but it never bothered him.

They were two minutes in, and there was already some naked actress getting axed down on screen.

“The garbage you watch” Andrew placed his arm on the sofa’s armrest, using his left hand to support his head.

He was already bored, and yet, he knew there was nowhere else in the world he would prefer to be.

“You two better eat this thing whole,” Ashley spoke up, while cutting herself a slice of pay “I spent the entire afternoon baking this.”

They didn't exactly own a lot of plates, Andrew knew it, but he still didn't think that was a good enough justification, for just placing it directly on her palm, and biting at it.

“Did you spit on it too?” Andrew said. Knowing his Ashley, honestly.

But Andrew still wasn't going to get up to get them any plates, so eating with their hands it was.

“If you want me to spit on your mouth, you can just ask, Andrew” Ashley said, crumbs of pay now all over her face.

“You eat like a toddler” Andrew reached over to her “Come here.”

And he quickly cleaned up his sister’s face.

By their side, Itzae had grabbed the knife to cut herself a slice of pay too.

She always stared at them, like she was looking into a microscope.

Ashley looked away from Andrew's eyes for a second “Pass me that” She said pointing at the knife in Itzae's hand.

“Here you go.” Itzae handed it over, and Ashley cut Andrew his own slice.

He took a bite of it, straight from Ashley's palms. Tasting the blood on his tongue.

Andrew licked his lips “You have iron deficiency.”

“You hate everything!”

Behind them, they heard the stifling sound of Itzae's laughter. She had one arm wrapped around her waist, and her palm pressed tightly against her mouth.

But they could still hear her laughing just fine.

“Who are you laughing at, bitch?” Ashley pulled at Itzae's arm.

Andrew did not know if Ashley was actually going to hit her or not, up until she didn't.

“Nothing, nothing” Itzae lowered her hand from her face “It’s just… an interesting way to spend San Valentine’s Days, is all.”

“Oh yeah” Ashley's gaze turned bored, her eyes half-lidded and empty, as per-usual “You were spewing all that bullshit about your home country and shit earlier.”

“You asked!” Itzae shouted offended.

“Eh?” Andrew licked the strawberry jam away from his fingers “What was she saying?”

“Some boring shit about different kinds of love they celebrate, and corny things like that.”

“If you didn't want an answer, then don't ask!” Itzae declared, before shoving half the pay into her mouth all at once.

“Ew.” “Yikes.”

“I hate the both of you.”

Ashley grinned, all fangs. She had that mean glint in her eyes she always got before pouncing on her prey.

“In my country we call it Day of Love and Friendship. That's it, that's everything I said.”

“So what love do we have, It?”

“Love?” Andrew grinned “We love each other now?”

“I love you guys” Itzae said, without hesitation, her huge black eyes reminded Andrew of an insect.

“...Don’t start it right now.”

Andrew knew they weren't a couple, (throuple?) and they weren't even friends. He twirled the stick of the chocolate lollipop on his fingers, it felt like those chocolate cigarettes Ashley insisted on buying him.

Itzae pursed her lips, but didn't insist any further, instead, she shoved her fingers into the pay’s blood jam and licked it clean.

Andrew conceded “You love us as much as any hostage can love their kidnappers.”

“I love you too, why don't you give me the philosophical answers too?” Ashley whined, unwrapping her lollipop, she bit into it, little spots of pink chocolate tainting the sides of her lips now.

There was an overt dangerous edge to it all “You already know why, Ashley.”

“Why do you need to tell women what they are feeling all the time, Andrew?” Ashley mockingly poked her tongue at him.

Andrew rolled his eyes, he took a bite out of his green chocolate, and they watched on.

Ashley idly commented on the bad practical effects, and how the blood looked ‘so cheap’ meanwhile, Itzae looked like a dead fish halfway through the first movie.

Andrew knew better than to start criticizing it, because once he started, it was like an uncontrollable fountain of words leaking out of his mouth.

“Move. I wanna get comfortable” Ashley, without taking her eyes away from the screen, said, to neither one of them in particular.

Both, Itzae and Andrew moved a little, trying to squirm away, like there was any space left in their tiny couch.

Ashley yawned softly, she always reminded Andrew of a tiny black cat.

One who wanted to hunt down everything on sight, without any regard for her own fragility.

“My spot” Ashley said, as she laid her head to rest on Andrew’s lap.

Ashley raised her legs, her shorts receding, and showing her white thighs fully. Ashley placed them down on top of Itzae’s lap “And my other place.”

She sounded so self-satisfied.

“Her places, uh?” Itzae shot him a look.

Andrew shrugged “All hers.”

They kept watching the TV, in this pleasant shared silence.

Ashley seemed to be struggling to pay attention, her eyes starting to drift off.

Andrew found it almost adorable, the way her eyes would flutter between open and closed, how her heavy dark eyelashes obscured her view.

Ashley nuzzled closer to his legs, and finally allowed her sleepiness to win.

“She looks adorable like this, doesn't she?”

Itzae’s voice completely took him out of his musings.

Andrew was acutely aware of how alone they had been their whole lives, now that there was another presence in their life.

Everything Itzae did stung.

He huffed out “Yeah, I wish she would stay like this forever.”

Itzae smiled softly, shaking her head from side to side “No, you don’t.”

“Shut the fuck up.”

Itzae bursted out laughing. The bright lights of the analogue TV in front of them, reflecting on her face, making striped lines of blue and red dance along her freckles and moles.

Andrew felt like they were encapsulated in time.

At some point, his hands were entangled on Ashley’s black hair, like it was the roots he belonged to, and Andrew supposed, he did belong to.

And, at some point, later in the night, when his eyes were already starting to ache from staring at the TV in the dark, Andrew felt the weight of Itzae’s head resting against the crook of his shoulder.

And even later, when he could no longer be trusted, or held responsible for his own actions, Andrew allowed his head, to softly, barely, touch, and lean against Itzae's own.

Andrew thought; It was the first time he had gotten a full night’s rest during Valentine’s Day.

#the coffin of andy and leyley #ashley graves #andrew graves #coffincest #gravecest #soleil writes #itzae #tcoaal oc

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tweeksandturns · 5 months

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After screaming about Scar and Pearl for roughly an hour, i have been convinced to share some of my thoughts. Which may or may not hurt. ALSO: secret life spoilers ahead, be wary. (all of the below entries are copy and pasted, and may not make sense altogether. some go with others, but maybe a little more of them are alone)

While Scar and Scott were half fighting with each other (Scott was trying to shoot him) he was talking about how he chose Pearl and their team over him, and Pearl and Scar were stuck together in the end, the two most wronged by their partners in Double Life (Martyn is up there, but he didn't really have it bad because he has always been a free roamer, unless he has someone to devote too) but Scott, the one who was talking to Scar about this, was also the one who left his soulmate alone. Maybe Scar saw that Scott was to blame. Maybe he saw some sort of hope in Pearls eyes that he wasn't going to tell Scott he was just playing both sides. And maybe Scar figured that she needed someone. And he could understand. They were quite similar, after all :)

Not a copy and paste but thinking about ship names (or duo name) whether platonic, qpr, or romantic, and a dear friend of mine said Moonflower, or Scarlet moon (i am a Moonflower girlie myself)

grian can go to Hermitcraft knowing that we are reaching the end of Hermitcraft (LAST SECRET LIFE SESH RECORDING was 9 days before the end and we have 5 now. how many minecraft days can our weirdo blobs fit) and he thinks, I can finally talk to scar about 3rd life because he's a winner now he remembers if we're doing backwards winners curse, and then be goes to talk to scar in scarland, but stops because. He's with Pearl. And the two of them are laughing and crying, but Grian can see just how close those two winners are so instead he turns and walks away, knowing that he's safe from the watchers with Pearl even if it hurts so badly.

AND AND. specifically. how they won. because it's not like, oh we can talk to each other and get answers from each other, its that it was the exact same method. Scott killed himself both times, and both Scar and Pearl were alone

grian can go to Hermitcraft knowing that we are reaching the end of Hermitcraftthey were both treated wrong by soulmates, (Grians cheating, Scott leaving Pearl), AND OMG that hurts so much more in that paragraph i wrote before cause what if Grian's like, i deserve it for how i treated him, because he knows that he unintentionally uses other players just so he can survive in the games (LAST SECRET LIFE SESH RECORDING was 9 days before the end and we have 5 now. how many minecraft days can our weirdo blobs fit) and he thinks, I can finally talk to scar about 3rd life because he's a winner now he remembers if we're doing backwards winners curse, and then be goes to talk to scar in scarland, but stops because. He's with Pearl. And the two of them are laughing and crying, but Grian can see just how close those two winners are so instead he turns and walks away, knowing that he's safe from the watchers with Pearl even if it hurts so badly.

quoting a friend (not the one who helped with the names) as a reply to my earlier idea of grian angst: "GRIAN THINKING HE DESERVES IT AUGH I LOVE THAT. the two soulmateless people becoming eachothers soulmates !!"

my reply to my friends words (the bit one line above this one), and the thing that really hit my the most: "no no not soulmates. that's two bittersweet for them. no they want something more fluffy, like tilly or jellie. Something like 'partners.' or 'Lovers' but never soulmates. Because really, as much as how they were treated hurt. their soulmates lead them too each other. And well, if you have a soulmate that isn't romantic, it's only fitting if they lead you to the person for you that is, whether they mean it or not.

Help i need sleep but the token semi straights are slapping me with swords-

#Scar and Pearl #secret life #secret life smp #secret life spoilers #life series #traffic smp #goodtimeswithscar #pearlescentmoon #The new “shipname”#Moonflower #(please let me know if anyone has another)#i need them

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Yellowjackets 2.03 Thoughts:

TW: Cannibalism

Oh, my God. Jackie’s shriveled, burnt, picked over hand.

Coach Ben and Paul. Cute!! I’m digging Paul’s earring.

TAISSA NOT KNOWING WHAT HAPPENED TO JACKIE. I AM SO UNWELL. NAT BEING PROTECTIVE. VAN BEING BLUNT ABOUT THE REALITY AND SCARED ABOUT THE REALITY OF HOW ADVANCED TAI’S SLEEPWALKING IS.

“… you ate her face.” Tai screaming and just utterly losing it. These girls. My god.

“I guess… no one wants breakfast.” MARI ANQNWJDJWJWJSJS.

Nat being a leader when it comes to practicalities in the cabin, suggesting that Jackie’s body be moved to the plane. But it’s also so fascinating at a power dynamic level that she checks in with Shauna here too. It’s the fact that she knows just how much Jackie meant to Shauna on one hand, but it’s also that Shauna is someone who subtly influences the team as well. They all look to her reactions in both timelines. It was her permission that they needed to eat Jackie.

Augh, Ben saying that burying her out there will make it look like she died with the rest of them. That’s probably the cover story they give to Jackie’s parents + the authorities, which is harrowing. If so, they erase five months of Jackie’s life to conceal what happened at her death.

That transition between young Lottie and adult Lottie!!!!!! ALSO, ALSO, I LAST WEEK, I JUST REALIZED THAT SIMONE KESSELL PLAYS BREHA ON KENOBI!!!

The antlers on Lottie’s quarters. That’s my Antler Queen right there.

LISA JUST STRAIGHT UP CHOPPING THAT CHICKEN’S HEAD OFF. Listen, there’s a somewhat decent chance that she’s wilderness baby. If so, like Mama, she’s got a way with butchering animals.

Simone. :(( I will actually lose it if she dies. SHADOW TAISSA DRAWING THE SYMBOL ON HER WIFE’S HAND. MA’AM.

THE VERUCA SALT NEEDLE DROP.

“I wasn’t stalking you. I was just finding a suitable nursing home for my mother.” AKQKDFJJSDJJD. Them casting Elijah Wood as an off-kilter Reddit stalker weirdo is the casting choice of a century.

RANDY FUCKING WALSH!

I didn’t think I was going to ship Misty and Walter, but omfg, their chemistry is SO good.

“IT WAS THE STRAWBERRY LUBE.” HELP ME GOD. THE WAITRESS JUST TURNING AWAY IQKQOQKWIWOWIDDISN.

“I THINK THIS STUFF IS FOR BISEXUALS AND GOTHS.” I’M CRYIN G.

“YOU’RE NO FUN.” ANQKQKOQKQOWIEIDIDDJSJJSJWWJS, this is the most insane marriage in the world. It isn’t just the fact that the strawberry lube was a seminal moment to Jeff in his marriage with a woman who survived 19 months in the Canadian wilderness and came back wrong, but it’s also the fact, that she remembers word-for-word what he said. I’m laughing so fucking hard.

Shauna is 100% bi. But is she goth? Discuss!! (Nat, on the other hand, definitely fits the descriptor.)

“It wasn’t about you. I mean, sure it was exciting. Exciting… mm, that’s not the right word. Um… okay. It made me feel like… I didn’t know what was going to happen. And I liked that. I liked not feeling like this… boring version of me.” Such perfect dialogue. It wasn’t about Jeff even from the start. It was about Jackie. It was about loving her, hating her, wanting to be her, wanting to fuck her, entirely consume her. And she did, she did, she did.

But we also get other stuff here. The fact that she misses the unpredictability of the wilderness. And yeah, she absolutely was excited, even if she doesn’t admit it here. My god. I love her.

JEFF TRYING TO BE SPONTANEOUS AND TAKING SHAUNA TO CHURN BUTTER, BLOW GLASS, OR BLACKSMITH. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS MAN (AFFECTIONATE)? SNWJQOQKWJS.

HOLY FUCK AT SHAUNA DEALING WITH THE THIEF. LIKE, DID YOU SEE THE ACTING MELANIE LYNSKEY WAS DOING. THE PRIMAL RAGE IN HER EYES.

“Are you Rambo?!”

“Callie’s old toy that she loved probably more than she loved me?” I’m actually unwell about this line. From what Melanie has said in interviews, so much of her arc this season is going to be about motherhood. I’m often thinking about the traumatic birth that Shauna experienced in the wilderness and how she brought that to the table with Callie, how she tried her best anyway, how Callie grew up to be a normal goddamn teenager. But now that she is older, now that she can see Shauna’s cracks and the facades and all the lies she’s told herself and others, that relationship is fractured. The Sadecki family, normal though they’ve seemed for all these years, has fundamentally been unwell from the start.

This is Melanie Lynskey’s world and we’re just living in it. Every microgesture is so, so raw.

LOTTIENAT OVER THE SHOULDER PROXIMITY. THAT WAS CHEMISTRY THERE.

The swirl of rocks around the beehives… it’s like the spiral from Sammy’s drawings.

Bee metaphor talk!!!!!!! OH, GOD. THATCUT TO THE BEES. TERRIFYING

Lottie, my love, stop offering ur blood tea. 😭

Oh, my God. Jackie’s remains being so small that Nat can easily hoist her over her shoulder.

Shauna staring out the window with tears in her eyes. :((

“But I wanted it too.” SCREAMING.

“I don’t know, I just feel so fucked up.” / “I’m scared, Lottie. Everything is out of control, like I don’t feel like I know what’s going to happen next.” God, the exact echo of what adult Shauna says. Shauna is always revisiting the moment of Jackie’s death and her consumption.

Lottie revealing the gender of Shauna’s baby, lmfao.

The girls getting so excited about a wilderness baby shower. 🥺 Crystal combing Misty’s hair in the background!!!

MISTY TELLING WALTER TO HIT RANDY FOR INSULTING NAT!!!!! THAT’S HER GIRLFRIEND.

Shipping is so much fun in YJ. I basically just ship everyone. Juliette and Melanie were so right. All those girls just made out in the woods.

“Forgive me. I have IBS.” QKWKWOQOWIEJDIEIEIDOEWJEID.

WALTER JUST STRAIGHT UP SLAPPING HIM. YELLOWJACKETS IS A GODDAMN COMEDY.

Taissa and Akilah making a crib. 😭 I am so soft. And now I’m teary-eyed. Oh, my God. I want Akilah to live. It isn’t fair what happened to these girls.

“That’s good, Mar. The baby can dream that it’s being stabbed to death every night.” ALOQOQOQJSJSEJ.

Mari hearing dripping that no one else does… she was also the one to feel something crawling down her back way back in S1.

“Too bad they didn’t listen to your broth idea.” JACKIE BONE BROTH. Oh, my fucking God.

CRYSTAL ABSORBING HER IDENTICAL TWIN IN THR WOMB WIWODJIEWKS.

The parallels between the Misty/Crystal storylines and the Misty/Walter storylines… Misty has finally found her kindred spirit. What the fuck happens to them?

Ben’s still starving because he didn’t eat Jackie. Oh, God, if he dies of starvation, I’ll lose it.

“You always say those girls are vicious, little monsters.” They’ve always been vicious. The forest gave them permission to be wild.

“You’re lucky, you know? I think shit is gonna get a lot worse out here. But you’re already dead, so… way to make everyone jealous of you one last time.” [Nat chuckles.] “I’m sorry… for what we did. Who knows? Eating you could be the reason why we survive the winter, so… thanks. Rest in peace, Jackie.” I AM FUCKING UNWELL. JACKIE, WHO DIED PEACEFULLY IN THE SNOW, WAS THE LUCKY ONE. NAT HAS BEEN JEALOUS OF JACKIE. OH, GOD. JACKIE, THE POPULAR TEENAGE QUEEN AND NAT, THE PERPETUAL LONER. NAT KNOWING THAT THE CANNIBALISM MIGHT HAVE BEEN ESSENTIAL FOR THEIR SURVIVAL. BUT HOW SURVIVAL ISN’T NECESSARILY A DESIRABLE FATE.

CGI WHITE MOOSE.

I love Randy fucking Walsh. So dumb. <3

Van trying to stay awake for Taissa… oh, God, and now willingly following her. Jasmin’s vocal inflection change when she’s playing shadow Tai is chilling.

THE MAN WITH NO EYES LEADS SHADOW TAI. DO NOT SHOW ME THAT MAN ON MY SCREEN. I’M NOT PREPARED FOR HIM TODAY.

OH, GOD, TAISSA HOLDS SHADOW TAI BACK.

The fucking flashback to him in the mirror. Ugh, scariest moment in the show for me. I do think, though, there’s gotta be something more complex going on with him than just, “he’s evil and trying to kill Tai.” I think he’s actually serving as some sort of fucked up protector for her.

Kevyn Tan at the gym!!! Wearing a backwards hat, lmao. Not Jeff going all angry-bro at him. Sir, you’re probably going to be a central part of a murder investigation. Don’t antagonize a detective. 😭

DON’T TALK ABOUT ADAM WITH HIM. JEFF. GODDAMN.

“Well, fuck your diligence. Okay? ‘Cause I-I know her.” / “We’ve been married almost twenty-five years. I know my wife, and I trust her.” HE’S SO DUMB, BUT I CAN’T HELP BUT LOVE HIM FOR BEING SUCH W RIDE-OR-DIE FOR SHAUNA. GODDAMN. Also, the fact that they got married almost straight after she returned from woods. Jfc!!!

My poor little meow meow with a gun is about to go get her car back. <3

“Have you ever peeled the skin off s human corpse? It’s not as easy as you might think. It’s really, uh, stuck on us. Skin. You have to roll back just the edges of it, so you can get a good enough grip to-to really pull. Which, again, isn’t easy. People are always so sweaty when you kill them. Just, like, oily. There’s a look people get… when they realize they’re going to die.” [Shauna smiles, tears in her eyes.] “It’s that one. My hand wasn’t shaking because I was afraid. It was shaking because of how badly I wanted to do this.” MELANIE FUCKING LYNSKEY.

I AM LOSING MY MIND. OH, MY GODDDDDDDD. SHE IS SO FUCKING GOOD.

AND THEN, AFTER COMPOSING HERSELF, SHE SLIPS BACK INTO A MIDWESTERN THANK YOU. UNREAL.

I SUPPORT WOMEN’S WRONGS.

Ben fantasizing what he should have said and done with Paul. :((((

VAN’S LITTLE CHANGING TEEPEE.

A MONOLOGUE FROM STEEL MAGNOLIAS. I’M CRYING.

NOT THE SALLY FIELD MONOLOGUE ABOUT SHELBY’S DEATH. HELP ME. I’M LOSING IT.

SHE’S BODYING IT. AKQOQOWJSJSIWIWIWIIWIAJSSJ. SHE GOT IT DOWN PERFECTLY. THE SOUTHERN ACCENT AND EVERYTHINT.

The girls being deeply moved by the monologue because it’s about grief and violence and how those things can be easily intertwined. They’ve lost so, so fucking much: their friends, their girlhoods, their innocence. And they just want to hit something.

Shadow Tai in the fucking mirror. Oh, my GOD. They’re doing an excellent job of making Tawny Cypress look like she hasn’t slept in three weeks.

Shadow Tai wanting her to go to Van. 😭

Tai trying to call Jessica Roberts, lmao. I miss my favorite morally fucked up fixer.

“Hacking… you can just say it,” WKWKJWDJEJJEJDDJ.

MISTY AND THE ADAM’S MOTHER LIE. THEATER NERD FOR LIFE HELP.

“Maybe I’m just a bored Moriarty looking for his Sherlock.” And Misty walking away because she doesn’t know what to do with that vulnerability. 😭

I actually just teared up at Shauna placing the stuffed animal next to Callie. Oh, my God, and Callie snuggling it.

Adult Nat finally putting on purple… hhhhhgh.

I think Lottie and Nat should kiss. <3

LOTTIE, YOUR WELLNESS ADVICE IS S LITTLE FUCKED UP, LOVE. <33

The symbol…

Lottie and Nat fighting, revealing where ALL of the group straddles the tension between them. The only (main-ish) girl who doesn’t really reveal her stance is Shauna.

TAI RUSHING TO SHAUNA.

THE DEAD BIRDS. THAT SOUND WAS TERRIFYING.

“Did these guys just suicide on our roof?” ANWKQKWJDJWSJS.

Them all putting the birds at Lottie’s feet… worshippers leaving offerings for their god.

LOTTIE’S BEES. WHAT THE HELL.

This Tori Amos song is stellar.

Oh, my God, the camera pulling back and revealing that it was Lottie’s hallucination. Her panic and grief. Jesus fucking Christ.

The GRIP that these women have on me.

#yellowjackets spoilers #yellowjackets #s: yellowjackets #maggie blogs #cannibalism

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sturniolo-alfredo · 3 months

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"Shut up"

THIS IS MY FIRST SMUT SO PLEASE DONT JUDGE!!

Warnings: ROUGH smut, degradation, slapping, daddy kink, hair pulling, language, jealousy

Y/n's pov

I'm so fucking sick of it. Matt thinks he can fuck around with other girls but If I even look at another guy, he'll show me that I'm his? It's not fair. It truly is hurtful. But today I felt playful. If matt wants to play games then I'll play too. But I will always win.

Me and matt were currently at a party. Matt wandered off somewhere, probably with another girl. Me and Matt's relationship was complicated. He told me that he wanted me to be his. All his. I agreed, thinking that the deal would go both ways. Clearly it didn't. I was sick of his shit so I went to go find him.

"Matt?!" I yell roaming though a house that I've never been at. "Shit" I mumble as I stubbed my tow on the corner of a wall. "Matt where the fuck are you?!" I yell louder, hoping he'd hear. The music was to loud. I stumble in my heels through the white hallways. Suddenly my eyes land on his icy blue eyes. And the brown eyes that sat on his lap.

There he was. Sitting in the crowded living room with a bitch on his lap. I scoff and roll my eyes. App of the sudden, I feel warm hands on my waist. I knew it wasn't matt because he was right infront of me, and because his hands were always freezing. "Hey" a raspy voice says. I turn around and see a guy named Kane. Matt's enemy. I smirk "Hey kane" I say seductively. "Wanna go sit down and continue this over there?" Kane asks pointing at a couch infront of matt. I nod and walk over.

Kane sits on the couch and pulls me onto his lap, facing matt. I smirk at matt and begin grinding on Kanes lap. I hear Kane ground under me. Matt's face immediately changes from a smirk to a stare that could kill. Matt throws the random girl off his lap and picks me up off Kanes lap. He throws me over his shoulder and begins waking into a room. "Matt!" I yell "put me down!" I yell clawing at his back. "You really think scratching me back is gonna stop me? I crave that shit princess." Matt says.

Matt throws me on the bed and pins my hands above my head. "Who the fuck did you think you were when you sat on his lap?" Matt asks looking me in my eyes. I don't respond and just look at him "hm? Answer my question!" Matt demands roughly. I disobey matt once again. Matt let's out a soft chuckle and looks away. He looks back and slaps me on the right side of my face. "Your mine. All mine."

I roll my eyes and try to get out of his grip. Matt brings his hand down and unbuttons my pants. He pulls them down with my underwear. Matt unbuckles his pants while still holding my hands down. "Tell me you want this princess." Matt says. I nod. "Are you dumb? Use your words slut!" Matt yells. I whimper "i-i want this matt." I shiver. "That's not my name and you know it. Repeat those words but say my name." Matt growls out. "I want this daddy."

Matt smirks "I know you do." Matt let's go of my hands and grabs my hands. "Tell me if you need me to stop sweetheart" Matt says softly. I smile but it's quickly replaced with a moan as matt thrusts into me. I let out a moan of pain and pleasure as I adjust to his length. Matt quickly thrusts in and out of me. "Matt! Fuck!" I yell. Matt grabs my jaw and then slaps my face. "That's not my fucking name slut!" He pounds into me and wraps his hand around my neck. "Sorry d-addy. Augh fuck! Ngh!" I moan.

"Do you like being my whore baby? My little fuck toy? Hm?" Matt groans. I nod "yes daddy!" Matt flips me over and thrusts into me from behind. "Arch. Ass in the air." Matt says. I do as he says. "Atta girl" Matt says slapping my ass roughly. " I think you deserve some punishments for being with another guy" Matt yells over my screams.

"W-wha-?" I get cut off by Matt spanking me over and over again with his bare hand. "Oh fuck daddy! I'm gonna cum!" I feel a knot form in my stomach. "Can i-i cum please?" I ask. "Hmmm? Do you think you deserve it?" He asks rubbing my clit. I screech in pleasure "yes! Please!" I say. "Cum for me princess" Matt growls. I release all over his cock and scream as I do. "Good girl. Such a good fucking girl for me." Matt says before filling me up with his seed.

I take Matt's softened dick out of me and roll over. I open my arms for Matt's sweaty body to lay into. Matt lays on me and pants. "Did you learn your lesson?" Matt asks. I nod "yes." Matt grabs a towel and wipes up our mixture of cum off of me and him. "You okay honey?" He asks looking at me. I nod "mhm." "Good. Let's get you dressed"

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So how was it????? Do you guys want more smut?

Have a good day!! Love you 💕

#sturniolo triplets #chris sturniolo #matt sturniolo #smut #y/n

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sextonsharpwinhalstead · 1 year

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The black woman,/white man thing is so infuriatingly true, I stopped watching Sleepy Hollow because of it. Like, Abbie was the fucking *lead*, how the fuck are you gonna kill her off and pretend it's still the same show?!? The chemistry she had with Ichabod was undeniable; like tell me you've ever cradled a platonic friend in your arms and whispered into their hair to remember the bond you share. Or run into the arms of someone you're just friends with to be scooped up and twirled as if it had been ages since you'd seen one another. Or wiped latte foam from their lip and received the loudest heart eyes ever in response. Augh!!!

Sleepy Hollow was my first foray into fandom and into seeing a show burn itself down because of religiosity, misogynoir, and white supremacy.

Sleepy Hollow was scary, and fun, and there was mystery, and intrigue and it was kind of playing off the darker vibe and scary legacy of Tim Burton's movie. But then Christians started making a stink about the occult nature weaved into historical American fiction.

Then came the whitewashing. The show had pretty diverse cast, but more importantly than them being diverse they were fucking talented. Orlando Jones, John Cho, and Nicholas Gonzalez revolved AROUND Nicole Behari's character but held there own. John was amazing in his short stint and Orlando was captivating AND smart. (BTW American Gods made the same mistake with Orlando). Then they wiped them all out like they were nothing.

They overemphasized on Tom's/Ichabod's popularity, didn't know that their audience was a TON of Black women who knew Nicole was a lead. They left her off the commentary for the DVD and really pretended that they didn't understand that people were fans of hers.

Then came the WW, that resentment over the CLEAR desire Ichabod had for her, over the clear undeniable chemistry. They got NASTY in the comment sections and on Twitter. They started out with Abbie having an established ex that was John Cho's character. (Even half-dead we ALL know Cho is fine AF) and then Nicholas Gonzalez as another potential love interest but nothing romantic took off for her. She couldn't be seen as desired. Articles were written about her lack of love interests so they introduced Lance Gross but by then the damage had been done. They didn't want her to have ANYONE. That ol' resentment meant that she needed to take a backseat and let Ichabod and his story be the lead. We aren't even getting into the rumors that were made up on set to blacklist Nicole.

All this meant no more story about her and her sister and their potential witchcraft lineage, they derailed the story, added Katrina gave HER the arc and of course Ichabod as her husband and didn't give a good god damn what was in front of them.

Fans tried to tell them how much they loved the show and what they loved about it and the chemistry between Ichabod and Abbie but they decided that they didn't need Abbie and they leaned more into Ichabod and then we got Betsy Ross and that was it. They really believed people were going to watch that show. It fell off the cliff as everyone was screaming that they were walking backward into it.

The parallels to New Amsterdam both in front and behind the scenes is UNCANNY and AWFUL. Nicole wanted to leave, Freema wanted to leave.

The desire-resentment cycle continues.

#ask sextonsharpwinhalstead #sleepy hollow #new amsterdam #freema agyeman #nicole beharie #abbie mills #helen sharpe

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captainsupernoodle · 5 months

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it's been a number of years since i was last watching dr who but i have been

* momentarily cut to me lying on the floor, wailing *

enjoying the 60th anniversary special!

the star beast - ten and donna had a great dynamic and i have season three on order at the library to recall just how good it is but hhhhhhhhhhooooooh boy. oh wow. the way they handled fourteen missing her. his expressions when they're in the bisected dagger drive. you can have as many rubber suit grasshopper men as you want if you have david tennet screaming about losing a friend all over again. aaaaaaaaaaah. a;lsjdlfs. hELP. the way tate delivers some of her lines just hits me perfectly. poking the meep in the eye and the absolute full-chested "WHAT the HELL." mad paddington. "i wanted to be kind, i wanted to be nice," THE WAY SHE USES HER VOICE. unparalleled. also the bit where the key thing she remembers about him - that she subconsciously tried to imitate - is his empathy and sincere desire to help. out of all the manifold elements and depths of him it's just. his sincere desire to help someone who's hurting. that sticks with her. WAH.

wild blue yonder - it's a war song but "it's jolly" and this has no parallels to a funny man in a suit swallowing thousands of years of trauma so he can laugh with people he only gets to keep for a year or two.

augh

haaaahhh

okay i need to stop thinking about that for a sec

the doctor/donna chemistry was FLAWLESS their one thirty-second exchange with isaac newton packed YEARS worth of comfort and joy into them bantering like that lskdjflskdj and then when they get out and he refuses to blame her for EXPLODING his NEW TARDIS and the way they have a spat that touches on real underlying pain and fear but then stop themselves and apologize.......both of them refolding their sweater/vest and crossing their arms as a comfort movement...i need to lie down. i know that's literally just the beginning of the episode but laksjdlfnslfljldsnvlksjdlfjiw

all of this is trying to distract me from the bit where HE WENT IN! FOR A HUG!!!!!! BECAUSE HE WAS JUST! HURTING! AND WANTED COMFORT FROM HIS FRIEND! AND SHE DOESN'T REMEMBER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I AM GOING TO SCREAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#doctor who #dw spoilers #wild blue yonder #the star beast #SCREECHING #noodle speaks #noodle watches doctor who

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salty-an-disco · 4 months

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Drew that thing I was thinking about- now, what is this about Mae and Gregg and Cold and Contrarian parallels? (Looking at you very politely)

Him melting aomsksjdxkdoke. so cute <3 Augh. Thank you so much for the contrahero, I’m love them T^T

Now– onto the Gregg&Mae and Contra&Cold parallels– *cracks knuckles* (warning: long ramble ahead)

The most obvious similarities is how dismissive all these characters are of danger and death. One of the first things Mae does when she comes back to town is climb to the wire lines so that she can go over a fence. And before that, she almost got crushed by some tree trunks and this is her reaction:

And on your first encounter (and Mae’s reencounter) with Gregg, those two easily fall back into a familiar bit: listing off horrible things that could’ve happened to the other one, seemingly trying to one-up each other in tragedy levels (that ‘too bad…’ game). To these two, danger, risk of death and injury, it’s all entertainment. Something fun to do with your closest friend. Each of Gregg’s hang out is a dangerous and illegal activity that Mae is happy to go along with (smashing lightbulbs with bats, firing a crossbow on a statue or birds, the knife fight, stealing an animatronic, etc, etc, etc).

Just from this, you can already see where the parallels start. Much like Mae and Gregg, Cold and Contrarian also don’t really care for danger, not really believing consequences are a thing, and going along with whatever would be the most fun.

There’s a very crucial difference though, and it’s that Mae and Gregg are actual people that grew up in a community full of other people; and I think looking into their character arcs more thoroughly could really help to see how Contra and Cold could develop in the real world, or even the kinda people they could be if they were always humans.

First, Gregg:

When you first meet him in Snack Falcon, he’s incredibly energetic and excited to see Mae, happy stimming, screaming, and immediately deciding they need to do a band practice. Those are the first things we learn about Gregg: energetic, impulsive, has a bit of a morbid humor, and really missed Mae. And after meeting with the rest of the band, Bea and Angus, he’s apparently the only one there who missed Mae; both Angus and Bea seem more bemused than enthusiastic, and Casey (someone both Mae and Gregg mention fondly) is nowhere to be found.

That immediately presents Gregg as Mae’s main support, besides her parents, back in Possum Springs, since everyone in town seems to dislike and distrust her for one thing or another she did in the past, but Gregg never seem to care. He’s on the same wavelength as Mae, and because of that, Mae thinks fondly of him. In the midst of all the mess that was dropping out of college and going back home, hanging out with Gregg, doing stupid and illegal shit is a reliable, and maybe even cathartic, source of comfort.

At least– that’s what Mae was hoping for. But Gregg is planning to move out with his boyfriend, Angus, sometime in the future.

And when you think about it– that’s perfectly fair. Gregg is a queer man, heavily implied to be neurodivergent (bipolar is mentioned at one point in the game), living in a conservative small town; of course he’d want to leave as soon as he could. And it’s not like it’s easy for him either, he knows what kind struggles they’ll run it, Possum Springs may suck, but it’s familiar and where everyone he knows is. But he HAS to go, it’s the only way he can grow. (Let’s shelf this for later for now).

And not only that, but much like Mae, Gregg’s also dealing with his own mental issues.

With some more prodding from Mae, we learn that Gregg and Angus have been arguing, and it’s really heaving on Gregg, making him feel like he’s not good enough. Paraphrasing his own words– “Maybe I’m inconsiderate. Maybe I’m not good. I’m just parking lot trash. I’ve known it all along; I’ve got no future if it was just me.”

And that’s what he’s scared of. Being with Angus gave him hope and a future to look forward to, when before, he was most likely just trudging along and whatever happens, happens, much like Mae is doing for the entire game. But now, he has a future, and someone he cares for. And he’s terrified of screwing it up, of losting the one thing, failing the one person he so badly wants to do right by (*gestures vaguely towards ContraHero*).

And Mae doesn’t really understand. She doesn’t know what it is like to have something to worry about, or a future to prepare for. She went to college, yes, but her heart was never in it, she only went along with what her parents wanted and as soon as it got too bad for her to handle, she dipped and went back to Possum Springs, where everythings more simple. Except, it isn’t anymore. Bea hates her, her parents are disappointed in hee, Gregg will be moving out soon, and everyone remembers what she did to that kid in the softball game.

Speaking of–

Let’s talk about Mae’s reputation in the town.

(sounds familiar........ 🤔)

We immediately catch up that Mae was a troublemaker in town by how everyone talks to her. Her aunt mall cop already sounds exhausted (if unsurprised) after seeing that Mae jumped over the fence instead of going the longer way around to the town’s entrance. Mae is known for stealing, vandalizing, causing trouble to the elders, and, more predominantly, of sending a kid to the hospital back in high school (where the ‘killer’ nickname came from). That last one is treated as one of the main mysteries from Mae’s past, together with the reason she dropped out of college. No one in town, and we, the player, really know why she did that, and Lori M (the rat girl up there^) mention their mothers warning kids to stay away from her in case she snaps again.

Mae, for the most part, acts unaffected by this, and seems to embrace her troublemaker status; in a confrontation with an old man that was directly affected by Mae’s behavior in the past, you have the option to double down and insult him back, basically confirming his statement about how Mae hasn’t changed, and is still just the same kid that’s always searching for trouble.

And, yeah, during the day, with other people around, Mae acts like it doesn’t affect her, says she enjoys being seen as a miscreant, and plays into what everyone expects of her. But alone? There’s this very poignant scene where Mae is standing in front of a mirror, preparing for a party, where all her insecurities and self-consciousness comes to light:

(note: the other option you can choose in the second pic is: “You don’t like people. Clearly.”)

We see that not only is Mae self-conscious about her appearance, she DOES care about what people think. She craves connection and a community, that’s why she came back to Possum Springs, but for some reason, it seems like she just can’t hold on to a relationship for long before fucking up.

She’s impulsive, doesn’t have much of a filter, and struggles to understand other people’s perspectives. We see that clearly with Bea. It was Bea’s dream to go to college, but because of personal issues, she can’t; and Mae, someone who GOT that chance, simply threw it all away and dismissed it as ‘college just wasn’t for me’ upon coming back, and expects everything to be as it always was.

Mae isn’t an understanding person. She tries, and she really wants to help the people around her, but she just isn’t very good at understanding people, and will often run her mouth at the worst moments. Bea’s hangouts has some of the best (or worst, ig) examples of that. I’m not gonna get too deep into what happens, but, uhm. It gets BAD, and those moments can make you really unsympathetic towards Mae; but you gotta respect this game for not pulling its punches when showing off its protagonist’s worst traits (and honestly, it made me love Mae all the more, she’s so beautifully flawed).

You can see the familiarities to Cold? Struggle with understanding others, impulsive decisions made with the main goal of entertaining yourself, no sense of danger, disregard of own life, no filter– the main difference is that Mae is much more emotional and prone to snapping, but I feel like their core struggles are very similar.

I could go more into how Mae’s derealization is also very similar to how Cold views the world, but while Cold embraces that feeling as a reason to why you can disregard pain and consequences, that thought terrifies Mae and the kind of person that makes her (it doesn’t make her a bad person, btw, she’s mentally ill and traumatized, but ‘bad person’ is what she internalizes after being told so for so long), but anyway aaaaaaaaahhhhhh this got so long and pretty rambly akaksjsmsjd)djsjdj. Hopefully it made sense though? This has been turning around in my head for days now, glad to finally put it out.

#anyway. nitw good game #slay the princess #voice of the contrarian #voice of the hero #contrahero #voice of the cold #stp voices #night in the woods #stp meta #nitw meta #< kinda?#no idea what this is at this point isnsksdmxjdnci

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frozenjokes · 9 months

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Signing Off - 4

Prev/Next

MUMBO

All of his friends were here.

Grian seemed to melt out of the pouring rain as he entered the crew’s quarters, like the water was an integral part of his form now. It took another moment for Impulse and Pearl to enter, but only because Pearl had to be dragged away screaming from the crime scene.

Mumbo had been surprised when Grian couldn’t hear Impulse at first, but he supposed it made some sense. Grian still had a chance. He, on the other hand, was already on his way out. It was just a matter of waiting for Scar to end it. Or maybe time would get him first.

“I’m sorry, Mumbo,” Grian’s voice cracked through Mumbo’s train of thought. His ghostly form sat next to his chest, moistening the blankets.

‘It’s okay,’ the words he couldn’t say. Could he get the point across better by keeping his eyes open, or closing them? He wasn’t sure. The heaviness of his eyelids led him to choose the latter. He wasn’t sure why he had hung on so long. Was it for Grian? Hope he could be saved? Just wanting to see it all through?

“You did your best, Grian. And you did it your way. That was brave. I just hope it wasn’t as painful as it looked,” Impulse said, and when Mumbo could stand to open his eyes again, he saw Impulse and Pearl sitting beside Grian on his bedside.

Grian shook his head. Mumbo closed his eyes.

“I’m gonna kill him,” Pearl murmured.

“No you’re not, Pearl! You’re dead! We’re all dead!” Grian lit up suddenly, eyes burning, “We can’t do anything .”

“I don’t care! None of you deserved what happened to you, and someone has to stop him.”

“And how do you expect to do that?”

“Cut it out! Both of you!” Impulse cut in, forcibly moving to sit between them, “I know this sucks, but fighting isn’t going to change anything. Grian, you’re getting water all over the bed, and none of us can get Mumbo a new blanket, so let’s all sit tight and just try and make sure he’s comfortable, alright?”

Grian blinked, startling into a floating position above the bed, “Water? Augh! Why am I dripping? None of you drip!”

“I drip a little bit! Blood though,” Impulse offered, smiling to ease the tension.

“I do not drip. I don’t know what your problems are,” Pearl sighed, laying down at the bottom of the bed and giving into a smile. “Sorry, Mumbo.”

“You think he can hear us?” Grian asked, floating over top of him, and Mumbo felt the presence of Grian’s face way too close to his. He didn’t need to see to know Grian’s expression; he always looked so silly when he was curious about something.

Mumbo smiled, or at least, he did in spirit. It was hard to tell if he was actually doing anything physical. Even the voices of his ghostly friends were starting to fade. That was okay. He was ready now.

#hermitcraft #grian #pirates smp #p!scar #goodtimeswithscar #gtws #pearlescentmoon #impulsesv #mumbo jumbo #boatem #boatemghostsau

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imminent-danger-came · 1 year

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Here’s a jumbled mess of my thoughts and questions after watching season 4

This is a long list buckle in:

When Callum asked Rayla to kill him. Oh. Oh god.

Nothing was resolved this season. We're so fucked for season 5. Like, this is very much the season 1 of arc 2. Season 2 fulfilled a lot of what season 1 set up in arc 1, and I think season 4 is the same.

Why was Rayla acting so strange all season? Like there is so much there to suggest she’s not herself.

What's with the weird butterfly guy, like yeah he lead Claudia and the gang to the map but there's going to be more there.

Callum possession.

No really the Callum possession was the worst (affectionate) part of the whole season I’m still freaking out

We never got a Rayllum I love you. Next season’s gonna hurt!

Stella is a fucking weirdo I still do NOT trust her. (Thanks for saving bait and Rayla’s fake rock parents though.)

How did terry and Claudia meet. Very excited to get an explanation if that’s in the cards!

Gonna go on a big rant about our 3 human mages

*Ahem.* VIREN AND CLAUDIA NEVER SAW CALLUM DO MAGIC WITH THE SKY ARCANUM. AUGH. I’M WAITING FOR IT TO HAPPEN. THE “Callum mastered the Sky Arcanum” reveal for those two is going to be SO FUCKING CRAZY

THEY SET SO MUCH SHIT UP FOR A CLAUDIA AND CALLUM CONFRONTATION NEXT SEASON. I'M SO SCARED. Like she's the one who keeps going on about Humanity having nothing and Elves and Dragons considering them to be filthy animals, BUT THAT'S NOT TRUE. Also the way she looked at his sleeping form. The “Not anymore.” at them being friends. Lol. We’re screwed guys.

Now that Callum and Rayla have reconciled I am fully confident he's gonna master the moon Arcanum next season, since those two things have been thematically connected. I'm screaming.

THE EPISODE 4 INTRO THOUGH.

LIKE EVERY INTRO AFTER THAT WAS A SCARY GAME OF “Is it going to be Viren, or will it be Callum?”

Fuck that cube

I CAN NOT BELIEVE CLAUDIA GAVE RAYLA THE COINS. LIKE. WOAH. WHAT. WHAT WHAT WHAT. CLAUDIA I HAD LOST ALL HOPE FOR YOU.

Viren, that dumb motherfucker. Can’t believe he has like, “a will to live” again UGH

Very interested to learn about the 7 Xadian cakes.

Every time they foreshadowed “Callum becoming Aaravos puppet” was wild man. I am not ready.

Speaking of, Callum really wasn’t okay with that all season lol. Again. He asked Rayla to kill him like WOW. “What if I’m on the path to darkness?” Buddy you should have destroyed the cube.

Or, maybe not. You’re gonna need to use it as leverage later probably.

Actually the fact that he was crying over the possession. Over Rayla? All of it?

So glad Soren is part of the Dragang.

Episodes 3 and 4 were FUCKING AMAZING HOLY SHIT.

Can not believe they stabbed both Ibis and Claudia on screen. Like really I shouldn’t have been surprised with the way season 3 was, but I think it was fair to be surprised at the blood spilling out of Ibis’ mouth.

THE COINS HAHA! Yay?

i DESPERATELY want to know why Rayla came back. Miss “I left because I love you and want to protect you against everything. I love you so much. We may never see each other again”. Like lol. There is more there. The Rayla I know would have crumpled from guilt the moment Callum was a little bit angry towards her. She has exactly ZERO self-worth. I am terrified of what those 2 years did to her.

The fact that she called searching for Viren “revenge” felt strange too. Especially after reading the “Dear Callum” short story.

Somehow, I trust Stella less than the weird star butterfly abomination. Like I really do not trust that cuddle monkey.

JANAYA THE WHOLE SEASON. I LOVE THEM.

Karim. Lol.

The way Soren screamed after seeing his father. God.

The Soren and Claudia reunion was kinda sweet. Fucked up. But the way Soren protected Claudia from falling hurt me.

Terry this season was a DELIGHT. I think a lot of his appeal for me comes from the fact that he’s Claudia’s partner. There’s something so wrong with him. And he’s also a dork. The dualism.

When the looking glass shattered. FUCKING SCARY DUDE

Really loved the world building on moon opals and other magic stones.

Buddy you should have destroyed the cube.

The drakewood was neat!

2 of the funniest jokes in the season were back to back and all happened in episode 7. The whole “speaking in the dark” bit. Zym putting a hand on a grieving Ezran’s shoulder. Comedy.

DOG ZYM DOG ZYM DOG ZYM

Is it okay for me to have a crush on a dragon.

Really Zubeia has the prettiest voice.

buddy you should have destroyed the cube.

Thank you Rayla for NOT choosing to go after Viren again. Don’t leave your boys. Callum needs you.

JANAYA PROPOSAL JANAYA PROPOSAL JANAYA PROPOSAL JANAYA PROPOSAL JANAYA PROPOSAL JANAYA PROPOSAL JANAYA PROPOSAL JANAYA PROPOSAL

Janai this season was so sweet.

Karim. Lol. Eat shit.

Rex Ignus was cooler than I thought he’d be. Still a fucking loser though lol

Callum did so many cool spells this season I’m so proud of him.

Buddy. You. Should. Have. Destroyed. The. Cube.

Terry’s magic form was SO NEAT.

I hope we get to met the water arch-dragon next. She looked SUPER pretty

I wonder what other pieces of Aaravos’ whereabouts the other arch-dragon’s have.

“I’m going to do something more human. I’m just going to stab him.” (Not word for word but you know the joke)

Queen Aditi was very pretty and I am excited to learn what happened to her

Also the Orphan Queen! What a gal! The Katolis custom of “only orphans may ascend to the thrown” makes a lot more sense now! Fuck whoever that other bitch was that was manipulated by aaravos.

Corvus playing the fucking cello. Like girl what? You’re a multi-classing ranger and bard?

The Soren and Zubeia dynamic was so fucking good. Please dragon smash boy SAY the good words now, they light the hearts of other people (those people being dragon queens)

I miss Corvus (And lowkey ship Sorvus)

Soren and his new friend dragon :)

TLDR; I love tdp

#that's enough for now #These thoughts are really in no order #Loved season 4!#Excited for what else is in store for us #tdp #the dragon prince #tdp meta #tdp callum #tdp rayla #tdp aaravos #tdp soren #tdp ezran #tdp spoilers #imp tag #tdp zym #tdp zubeia

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