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prettyboykatsuki · 9 months

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oliver talking his partner through it and calling him d**** god your brain is so huge my stomach hurts thinking about this. he’ll never tell you he loves you to your face and tries to fuck you more like he hates you because he doesn’t want to get too attached but as you’re getting close he’s all in your face and your neck, teasing you, biting your ear and softly begging you to tell him how you feel, how it’ll be better for him if you tell d**** just how close you are and how much you need him. takes you over the crest so sweetly, and continues rolling into you, chasing his own. his kisses are nonstop and so overwhelming, and he knows they are but he just really needs to connect with you like this. never the first to say “i love you” but unfortunately (in his opinion) he expresses it in so many other ways. sorry.

but i crumble completely when you cry | a. oliver

✮ tags ; DADDY KINK, afab + fem!reader, situationship!oliver, hooking up, unresolved romantic tension, p in v, praise, soft sex, it gets emotionally strange, riding, creampies, unprotected sex, under-negotiated kink in a sense though oliver is very careful

✮ wc ; 2.2k (i dont want to talk about it)

✮ a/n ; anon im going to haunt your dreams for putting this absurd image into my head when i dont even go here im crying screaming throwing up ive been thinking about it for hours. hours of my life wasted on this guys dick. upsetting!!!!!

also i do not write this often and do not plan too again any time soon so if ur seeing this and thinking about following me for content like it i would not recommend!!!

✮ synopsis ; you don't trust oliver with your heart or your feelings. nor do you expect anything from him.

but it's hard not to lean into him when he decides to cradle you so gently.

Your relationship with Oliver is both very ambiguous and very clear.

There's a line drawn, and you both steer clear of crossing it in your interactions. Oliver is fun. He's attractive and charming, a massive flirt but just genuine enough to be interesting.

It helps that he's hot. Physically, he's got an unreal build.

He's an athlete, so he's big. Wide chest and strong arms, thick thighs and the height to top it off. He's 6'3, and he's sexy (and his dick is huge) - and you sleep with him because of that. You don't date him explicitly because he's a womanizer. If you'd met when you were a little younger, a little more naive - you might've tried to dog-train him into being your boyfriend.

Because on top of the immaculate dick, he's fun to be around. He's funny, he drinks well, he's not a scumbag in the ways that turn you off.

You're old enough to know better. You have a career. You're too busy, and too jaded about love to try and fix whatever weird shit he has going on. So even if the two of you harbor some sort of emotional or romantic feelings for each other, you're smart enough to not get invested in those feelings and smart enough to have no expectations.

Oliver is your fun. He's your sneaky link, your weekend off. You come to him to blow off steam. You have rough, fast sex and it's good. Sometimes you chill afterwards, and you'll indulge each other in some physical affection but other times you take your shower and leave. It's a good time, and you know well enough not to ever ask him for any of your emotional needs. You have your therapist and girl friends for that.

Normally, when you're having a rough week - it's prime time to go to him. He'll fuck you a little harder than usual, and sometimes he's nice enough to kiss it better. But it's still, very distinctly, never crossing that boundary.

But some weeks, like this week - shit is bad. Not just stressful bad, but everything in the fucking world that could go wrong, is going wrong bad. It's not the kind of thing you can get over by compartmentalizing and even when you try to do your usual thing it doesn't really work.

You're trying right now - to get over the fucked up week you had. And you're turned on, but somehow - it's still not enough to get you completely out of it.

Oliver pauses mid stroke, in missionary - hetero-chromatic eyes staring you down as your thoughts are somewhere else completely. You don't notice the first time he stops, or the first time he calls you.

And he only gets your attention by cupping your face and making you look at him. You startle as you cast your glance his way.

"What's with you?" He asks, though he's not pissed or anything "Not feelin' it? Want me to stop?"

"No, you don't have too."

"Not what I asked," He chastises, letting go of your face "Not having your full attention is making me go soft,"

This makes you laugh, and Oliver cracks a smile seeing the tension melt off your face if only slightly.

"I'm cool with stopping." He assures. You let your hand reach up to his shoulder.

"It's not like I want to stop, necessarily? Like I wanna do something to get my mind off it and sex feels like the best option, but you know how it goes sometimes," You say, trying your best to avoid the emotional baggage of your words "We can stop though. I'll pay you for your wasted time," You tack the joke on at the end to ease the tension.

You're expecting him to pull out and stop, or maybe challenge himself into fucking you so good that you forget. Something more quintessentially Oliver than what he does do.

He gives you a blank look first, than a laugh that is a touch too sincere for you to be comfortable "That bad of a week?"

You're suddenly in dangerous territory. Somehow, this strange intimacy makes all the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. You swallow thickly, the emotions coming over you so quick you end up looking away.

"Yeah. You know. It's fine, but you know."

"Mm," He says. He leans into your space. His breath is warm and his stubble tickles your skin as he whispers in your ear. You feel your breath hitch. And the air feels heavy "Wanna try somethin' else?"

"Like what?"

"A surprise," He says first, and find your stomach tightening. A hollowness in your nerves "Gotta trust me."

"You're scaring me." You joke.

"I'm a sex expert, you know?" Oliver says, humming against your skin "If I can't remedy your little problem with my dick, it's bad for my street cred. My yelp reviews will tank."

"You're such a dumbass."

"Do you trust me?"

You don't know how to answer. Yes, for the most part. Not with everything, but with your pleasure at least. Whatever this is, it doesn't feel the same. But you say yes, anyways. Oliver kisses your jaw in reply, then he pulls out.

He flips position easily. He ends up on his back, then he grabs you to rest on top of him. You're not sure what you're expecting. He holds you by your hips as your sex hovers over his cock. His thumb is rubbing circles into your skin as he sinks you down slowly onto him.

You only stare at him, mouth opening as you feel him stretch you open for a second time.

You're more aware of it this way. He's so thick, and so intrusive - and normally, you're feeling that in hard strokes. Fast and rough, like something knocking into your cervix. But like this, he's hitting a deep angle. You can feel every curve, every inch, as you come down slowly.

He keeps you there. For longer than you'd expect. Just keeps you, settles you, holds you gently. You stare at him as he grabs your hand, locking your fingers. Your first instinct is to panic, or crack a joke - but there's an intense look in his eye that shuts you up.

Uncharacteristically gentle, you find yourself frightened. Oliver's hands reach for you again. They hold your waist and slide up the planes of your body. He holds your tits in his palms and squeezes.

He does this a lot, but there's not usually this much touching. This much foreplay. It's grabby, a deeper pressure. He doesn't...feel you, in the way he is now. You stare at him, and he looks back at you so fondly you feel a strange urge to pretend it never happened.

"Play with your clit," He says, though there's no urgency in his voice.

Deep and smooth, the timbre in it has you shaking. You listen, on auto-pilot as you play with yourself clumsily and build a slow pressure. He just watches.

"C'mere, baby. And don't stop touching yourself."

Another pause. It's not the first time he's called you that. He likes to call you all sorts of things when you're fucking, and baby is one of the few. But not like that. Not like this. He gives you a lazy, self satisfied smile and encourages you by placing a hand on where he can reach on your low back.

You lean down, and Oliver tucks you into his chest. He's warm, and strong - and smells so good, like musk and cologne. Your free hand is on his chest, as he grips your hips and fucks up into you.

"That's it," His voice is pleasant to your ears. It feels funny to you "Just gotta listen to me."

He starts fucking you slowly. It's a familiar feeling, a pleasant stretch that dulls into a euphoric fullness. But it's never been this slow before. Each thrust is slow, and punctual, and so deep you feel yourself gasping. It's not enough to push you over the edge, but it's enough to make your mind feel a little numb.

You think he's going to keep at you like this, maybe edge you to take you out of it. But he doesn't. He keeps his pace.

"Had a hard time this week, didn't you, tough girl?" He mumbles, so low it doesn't feel real. You feel your heart start to race. You feel your throat start to close around something, choking "Did a good job and came to me. Gonna let me take care of it?"

You stumble. You aren't sure what to say, you nod and hope he feels it. He laughs a little. You can't be sure if you're fucking Oliver or not.

You know it's him but he's never been like this. Not once. Not ever.

"Gonna let daddy take care of you?" He says, though it's tentative. Your breath hitches. Something strange overwhelms your senses "Tell me, baby."

"Uhm," Your first reaction is a sense of resistance, an immediate pull away. Not that you hate it but you aren't sure how to adjust. You squirm, but you don't tell him no. You feel like you can't in this state "Uh-uh,"

He keeps surprising you, pressing his lips to yours where you hover over him, tender as he ups the pace of his thrusts.

"That's what I like to hear," He almost sounds proud "You'll hurt your head if you think too much. And I'd be a bad daddy, letting that happen, yeah?"

A vulnerable, foreign sensation drives you to speak "You're not bad in that way."

He laughs "Just in other ways, right?"

You giggle "Uh-huh."

"But not in this one," He repeats, very carefully. He fucks into you harder now, pays extra special attention to you. It's all for you, is what he's saying in a language completely foreign yet somehow so known. One only the two of you will ever know fully, confined in the four walls of this room "Daddy is good at taking care of you like this, so you should let him do just that. Tough girls always need their daddies, hm?"

It's what ends up tipping you up over the edge. You cling to him, succumbing to whatever weird space the two of you have fallen into you. Suspended in this odd sense of comfort that Oliver has thrust you in unannounced.

You don't trust Oliver with a lot, and this is more than what you should ever find yourself giving. In the back of your head you think you should pull away.

But he's comforting. It feels good, and strangely feels safe - and even for all the ways he's awful, you trust he'd never do anything bad to you. Even if it's a blip in the timeline, for now it's what you need. A blurry cross into your emotional needs that translate into your physical ones. Too much and so overwhelming, you hug closer to him and take a deep breath.

"Mm," You let yourself lean into him. Just this once, you promise yourself. "I wanna cum."

"Want it a little harder?"

"Mhm,"

"Then Daddy will give it to you a little harder, yeah? Anything for you." He says, and you try not to think to deeply on what that really means. Because even in this state you know it's not nothing, but you should never pry "Daddy can give you anything you want."

"Yeah?"

He chuckles a little as he fucks into you hard. Fucks into you how you need. You're wet enough, and wondering if you were always so into being doted on. Or if it's just the fact that it's Oliver. Another thing you decide to overlook as you zero in on the sensation of being pistoned from underneath. You're soaking. The room noisy with the sticky noise of Olivers cock penetrating you over and over, skin hitting skin as his hips press against your ass. His grip is bruising but not intentionally, his chest huffed in pleasure.

He's just as close as you are, you know all of his cues. You play with your clit faster, sensitive bud throbbing hard as all the blood rushes south. Your mouth has fallen open as the slow, thick desire coiling and culminating into something cosmic. Something big and heavy, but not too fast. Not a crash landing like you're used to.

But a single weight, the force of a star dropping to Earth. You figure Oliver is the gravity in your universe, holding you down so you don't float too far. You want to cling onto him for much longer.

And somehow, you're inclined to think he would let you.

"Oliver," You say his name as it builds, then decide on something else "Daddy,"

"I'm here, baby," He says back, like it's all he has to say for everything to make sense when nothing about this does "I'm right here. Let go."

So you do. You cum hard, and it comes in long never ending waves. Too much. It makes you collapse in Olivers arms, both arms coming around his neck as he continues to fuck you through the aftermath.

"Gonna," He voices, rasping as his thrusts become sloppy "Shit. Cumming, shit."

He cums with you, cums deep inside like usual and you mewl at the feeling of being filled with hot, sticky seed.

When it's over, you're almost afraid to look at him. When the tensions settled, and his chest goes back to it's steady breaths - you wonder whats going to happen next.

"Wanna stay like this for a while?"

You nod.

"Mm. Sleepy."

"Stay like this, then. I'll wake you in a little."

"So you can kick me out?" You joke, trying to pretend nothing is different. He pauses.

"Just to shower," He whispers, hand resting on your lower back "Sleep."

There's too much to think about. Tomorrow will be strange. You let yourself succumb to your own exhaustion.

"Okay."

#return to sender #daddy kink cw #oliver x reader #oliver aiku x reader #oliver aiku smut #bllk x reader #bllk smut #writing tag #this wouldve become a 10k fic if i was not so fucking careful

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fishgirl514 · 5 months

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sonic prime s3 rewrite:

im going to try to fix a bunch of things i was unsatisfied with from the end of the story.

such as the whole “work together” lesson that sonic learned somewhere in the last 6 episodes really vaguely. also im going to fix sonic and shadow’s vague friendship arc. i might also take a crack at fixing knuckles the dread’s conclusion bc he was the most interesting variant lets be honest and he was nearly forgotten. maybe in another post. this is future me talking i spent hours writing this.

im also going to make the “we’re back home” ending WAY longer and actually have there be an emotional resolution for the #notgay “brothers”

and the most egregious sin (imo) of season 3 was the fact that all the worlds just. stayed. and that was it. huh????????

THIS WILL BE LONG AND MIGHT BE ASS IN YOUR OPINION LOL ITS CHILL. IM NOT A SEASONED DAY 1 FAN WHOSE READ EVERY COMIC AND PLAYED EVERY GAME AND KNOWS THESE CHARACTERS BETTER THAN THE WRITERS OR ANYTHING IM JUST HAVING FUN AND SHARING WHAT I THINK WOULD HAVE MADE MORE SENSE

THE SHARDS:

ok first, we have to go back in time a little bit. i think each shard should have been the heart of its respective world instead of just the random place it happened to be sitting in. the shards create the world around them, and whoever holds the shard of a world basically controls reality for that world. the shards are always originally centered on the palm tree of their world (the chaos council found their tree and stole the shard, this is why the tree is so important to the resistance, they need to return it to restore balance. NO ONE IS MEANT TO WEILD THE SHARDS, IT ONLY BRINGS CHAOS. THIS IS A CENTRAL THEME.) when a shard is removed from its world, the world begins to slowly collapse on itself. the more shards are taken the more the WHOLE shatterverse starts to become unstable. THIS is why the shatterverse begins to decay, not just because there was “too many portals” or whatever.

THE MOST IMPORTANT PART: when the paradox prism is fully recreated and brought back to its place in ghost hill, green hill will be restored and the shatterverse will cease to exist. it was created by the shards being split, bringing them back together brings the world back together into one.

sonic does not realize this at first. he finds out the shards are in different worlds and starts trying to find them all to put them back together, saying he needs to recreate his world, not thinking about the logical consequence for the shatter spaces. nine hears this and thinks he could create his OWN world wherever he wants using the power of the prism. he is wrong. (find out why later)

SHADOW:

for the most part, shadow is in the right about everything. his only issue is that like sonic, he doesn’t want to work together. sonic is too impulsive, but shadow is too stubborn. they learn to overcome this together throughout the series. while shadow is stuck speaking to sonic from the void, they are constantly disagreeing on what to do. shadow is being too bossy and demanding that his plans be followed to the letter, and sonic is making split second changes and forgetting to tell him. this at some point nearly ends in a MASSIVE disaster and they both realize they need to get it together. wasting time fighting is part of what caused this mess in the first place- shadow is also slightly at fault here. we do a flashback to the day of the incident and they agree to try to cooperate. it’s a little rocky, but by the end they’re fighting side by side in perfect sync, recognizing each other as valued friends.

NINE:

nine for most of the series can stay the same. an important plot point for me is his insistence that he is NOT tails. however, instead of this being something sonic has to learn is true, it’s something nine has to learn is false. when nine goes to ghost hill and sees the old tails, he’s unnerved by this hollow shell of a version of himself. while he is alone putting the shards back together on the mountain, he realizes that just like the shards are unstable fragments of the paradox prism, the shatter spaces are unstable fragments of green hill. he is a fragment of tails. this sets off a minor identity crisis on top of the realization that he is not supposed to exist. none of the shatter spaces are supposed to exist. that’s why they’re all so out of wack. no place is flooded and ruled by pirates, the boscage maze is a suffocating jungle, new yoke is a dystopian nightmare, and the grim is a lifeless wasteland. they all exist in a fragile state of balance and are already falling apart. they were already on shaky ground but have been on a direct path to destruction since sonic showed up. he still has hope in his ability to make the grim into his own world, but deep down he’s refusing to let himself realize the truth: even with the power of all 5 prism shards the world will continue to decay until they are reunited. nine takes the shards and leaves.

SONIC:

dear god. sonic. where do i even begin.

first of all, i would prefer to see him being a little less chatty and scatterbrained. i think a little of it would still make sense considering the story he’s living through, but in general he needs to be a little more tethered to his old unshakable self until it comes to the really important decisive moments. sonic isn’t an emotionless character, but he just seemed extra…. smushy..? idk this isn’t something i can articulate well ehe XP

i LOVED the parallels and flashbacks from seasons 1 and 2. where did they go??? i go crazy for a good parallel, so i say they keep happening in season 3. obviously. like of all the times to mirror the beginning, it’s the final fight???

i want to have the final battle directly and clearly parallel the fight from episode 1. this way, there can be a Moment where sonic stops to look back at his experiences and make the choice to do things the right way this time. to fix the problem he created he needs to fix his personal problem that created the problem. i want a very obvious scene where he finally finished connecting all the dots lets this lesson sink into his head.

speaking of which, let’s get back to present time and talk about the final fight.

FINAL BATTLE:

nine has all 5 shards kept far apart and protected, but still close enough for him to draw on their power. the world is decaying rapidly and he has to constantly use the shards to ward off the imminent destruction.

sidenote: at some point when nine is trying to pick off sonic, he sends the birds to search the empty space in the shatterverse. one finds shadow’s chaos emerald in the void and brings it out. shadow gets it back from the bird or whatever later. it was so weird that the void stopped being relevant and they just never got the green emerald back.

heading into the final fight, sonic is sad about nine’s betrayal, but he only gives him one chance to give up. when he and shadow confront nine, sonic tells him that the shatterverse is falling apart and no one has a home left to return to anymore. nine hesitates for a moment, he knows there is a chance that even with his enemies gone he won’t be able to stop the decay, but he refuses to give up. sonic knows what is at stake here and he takes it seriously. he doesn’t want to fight nine but he has no choice, besides, nine is hurting his friends, and that’s not acceptable.

sonic still isn’t sure what to do about the moral dilemma of wiping out the shatterverse to bring back his world. after all, wouldn’t that make him no better than nine? but right now there is an immediate threat: nine accelerating the decay of the universe by holding all the shards in one shatter space.

during the final fight (which i would also make WAYYYYY shorter) i would have him try to go for nine himself, thinking that he knows nine best, and is the most well equipped to defeat him. everyone else is on shaky ground with each other as alliances between the different groups, especially with the eggmans, haven’t been solidified. because of this lack of teamwork everyone struggles to fight off the robots nine creates.

sonic stops. he’s seen this play out before, and the stakes weren’t nearly as high. he is the throughline of the whole group so HE has to bring everyone together (“theres only one hedgehog they’ll follow into battle”). He gets everyone to understand that right now they’re on the same page, so they all formulate a plan together to keep the robots away and get the shards back one by one. sonic and shadow fight nine in person while everyone else collects the shards and brings them each to sonic and shadow, who use the power of the shards to help defeat nine. but when they remove nine’s power source, the world starts decaying really fast again. nine panics, takes the shards back and starts trying to fight off the decay, but it’s too much to fight anymore. he falls to his knees in defeat, he knows his goals were always unreachable. at first he lashes out at sonic, but then he stops and just cries.

he tells sonic how he just wanted a place to call home, even though he knew it wouldn’t be possible. sonic says that maybe it’s still possible to restore the shards to their worlds and stop the decay, shadow interjects that they need to bring back green hill, but nine says there’s no point in trying to bring back the shatter spaces. they’re beyond repair, and they were never meant to be in the first place (the others hearing this are shocked and uneasy hearing this). he was wrong to try to destroy everyone’s worlds to make one just for himself, at least sonic was trying to bring back his friends. but sonic comforts him and reassures his feelings and also apologizes for asking him to stop existing. but nine says that’s actually what he needs to do now. the only option left is to restore green hill. they’ll pour all the energy stores they have left into the kraken to get sonic and shadow back to the decaying ghost hill.

sonic tries to object, asking if nine is sure he’s ok with disappearing. nine says he won’t really stop existing, he and all his friends were always with him and always will be back in green hill. nine thanks sonic for always being his friend. here is the big brother hug moment. nonetheless, they all say goodbye (for now), and shadow and sonic head out of the grim.

RESTORING GREEN HILL:

blah blah there’s some debris and maybe they *almost don’t make it* but in the end they just barely get to the gateway in time.

sidenote: instead of shadow needing to go through weird side cracks to get through the gates, he is able to because of the instability of the prism energy not keeping him out the way it did before

shadow is almost blocked at the gateway. he’s pushing through, but the world is falling apart. sonic grabs the shards from him and tosses them into ghost hill so he can pull shadow through. shadow exclaims something about the shards and sonic says he won’t leave him behind. shadow is touched <3 (they’re holding each other desperately this whole scene and when they fall through, this is me making up for cutting the princess carry im so sorry i had to).

they get to the mountain, return the shards, and a huge blast of energy knocks them back. sonic opens his eyes and cue the regular sequence from the final episode. i liked this bit, it was such a relief to see the world put back together lol. after they fight eggman, sonic brings everyone in for a big group hug like he tried to in new yoke and says he has to go find shadow.

sonic asks shadow if he still remembers everything, and he does. sonic breathes a sigh of relief and jokes that he was worried all that friendship building effort had gone to waste, shadow gives him a (very) small laugh. he tells sonic that he may have started this by being himself, but he also fixed it by being himself. sonic whizzes around him asking if that was a compliment, and shadow says it’s just good to be back home. sonic says “it wouldn’t be the same without you. it wouldn’t be the same without ME either” to which shadow rolls his eyes and tries to hide a smile. sonic uses shadow’s shoulder as an arm rest as the two look out at the sunset. sonic says they make a pretty good team when they fight WITH each other. there’s a pause before shadow responds, “yeah.”

the next day goes on like it did in the real episode except shadow is there, and when the gang remarks on sonic’s odd demeanor they also comment on his suddenly improved relationship with shadow. the show ends like it did before with sonic about to explain but interrupted by eggman. life is back to normal, happily ever after the end.

OK THATS IT!!!! i hope whatever few people had the endurance and determination to read all of this enjoyed it, ive been writing it out for hours omgggg i could never write fanfiction i would die LMAO. i had such a clear vision of what i thought this season was going to be that i figured it wouldn’t take too much effort for me to write it all out. like i said before it’s definitely not perfect and i refuse to re read this for errors for 24 hours but i hope you enjoyed ok bye :3

#sonic #sonadow #sonic prime #sonic prime season 3 #sonic prime s3 #sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #sonic and tails #tails nine #sth

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callsign-cacti · 9 months

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(im)Patiently Waiting

Summary: You and Bob have been dancing around one another for years. Now, with Jake and Bob eyeing each other, you have a plan. Hopefully, it ends with both of them in your bed... or any bed.

Warnings: MINORS DNI, Explicit, Threesome (m/m/f) Vaginal penetration, oral (f recieving), hints of anal fingering, brief cum eating, waiting, lingerie, brief mention of subspace, sub jake, dom reader

Word Count: 5,300

Written for @sushiwriterhere's TGM threesomeissance challenge! I was working on this before the challenge, and have a pretty decent backstory attached to this that will hopefully be out soon!

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He was still basking in the afterglow of his orgasm when you pulled out of his arms, turning to face him.

“I know your not gonna like this…”

“Then don’t say it…” Jake interrupted, leaning down to place a kiss on your lips to distract you.

“But maybe, we should put a pause on sleeping together, just until we can talk to Bobby!” You rushed the last part of your sentence out, desperate for him to understand that this wasn’t you rejecting him, but an effort to try and make whatever the hell was happening between the three of you work.

At this, Jake dropped his head to your shoulder, whining loudly. To a certain degree, he understood where you were coming from, but… he also really liked fucking you.

And that led him to where he was now. The first day it wasn’t that bad. He was a man; he could go a couple days without putting his dick in something. And you had woken him up with a blowjob before breaking the news, so that had helped. After your announcement, the two of you had watched a movie, basking in the presence of one another, and had fallen asleep still wrapped up in one another.

Day two, Jake had woken up to you grinding back on him in his sleep. It had taken everything in his power to still your hips, gently nudging you awake. He had to go back to base that night, as it was a Sunday, and report in the morning. When he got home that night, he was sorely tempted to open his file of pictures of the two of you in bed, but decided against it

Monday morning, Jake had been to nervous about seeing Bob to focus on anything, but the two of them had little to no interaction that day, as they were running drills with their wingmen that day, and Jake had opted to stay in that night instead of going out with the squad.

Today, you were supposed to be coming up, only staying at your place the last couple days because you had some meetings that you had to take care of.

But, even though it had been you that had put the no sleeping together rule in place, it hadn’t stopped you from texting him every hour on the dot since six am reminding him that you were coming up today, and that you had missed him.

And his cock.

Now, it was 4:59, and he was staring at his phone, wondering what you were going to do next, and debating on quitting his job so that he could be with you 24/7.

His phone dinged, and if he hadn’t been so primed to open the text, he would have heard the other phone in the room chirp. But he had a single-minded focus on the notification that was on his screen, a picture this time.

Biting his lip, he barely held back a groan as the picture of you, dressed in a dark green lingerie set. The bra was sheer, with lace flowers decorating the cups of the bra, barely hiding your nipples. A belt sat high on your waist, thin strips of fabric connecting it to the lace of your panties, little bows on the ends of it. Lace garters with embroidered flowers sat snug on your thighs, holding up the lace stocking you had on. Jakes hand was in the process of sliding from your breast down to cup your pussy, his fingers barely having made it inside the underwear.

And damn, if he wasn’t hard before, he certainly was now, remembering exactly what had happened a few minutes after you took this picture.

Glancing towards the showers, he wondered if he should take care of it now. After all, you had technically never said that he wasn’t allowed to touch himself, and it had been four goddmaned days. He wasn’t a saint.

But as he turned his attention back to his locker, he realized he was the only one left in the room.

Besides Bob.

Bob, who was staring intently down at his phone.

Bob who was staring at his phone pitching a tent in his boxers.

“Whatcha lookin at over there Bobby boy?” Jake teased, breaking the silence in the room as he leaned against Roosters locker. Bob jumped at his words, head whipping towards where Jake stood, and dropping his phone in the process.

He was quick to lean down to pick it up. But Jake was even faster, his suspicions of what Bob had been looking at confirmed. It was the same picture that you had sent him, you all pretty in your lingerie and him behind you. But there was another one below it that Jake hadn’t received.

Your hands were fisted in his hair, his mouth pressed against the dark fabric of your underwear. If he looked close enough, he could see the beginnings of the damp patch from the mixture of his spit and your arousal.

Bob was quick to snatch his phone back, his face a bright red as he tossed it in his locker before slamming the door shut, taking a deep breath before he turned back to face Jake.

“Like what you saw?” He asked, his voice already husky, and his cock straining against his towel.

Bob just stared at Jake, seemingly looking to find something on Jakes face. Whatever it was, he seemed to have found it, because Bob looked him up and down, eyes pausing on the bulge beneath his towel before nodding.

“Yeah, I really fucking liked it. Seems like you did to!” Taking a step away from his locker, he brought his eyes back to Jake.

Jake hummed, refusing to move as Bob continued to advance on him. The logical voice in his head told him that whatever was about to happen should not have been happening in a locker room at work, where anyone could walk in, where anyone could see and report him and Bob.

The last thing he wanted right now was to be court martialed. And then, Bob stopped inches away from Jake and smirked, and all logical thoughts flew out of Jakes head.

“Tell me, you like being on your knees for her? Did she taste as good as I remember? She still let out that breathy little whimper when you first push into her?”

Jesus.

Jake fought a shutter, refusing to back down to Bob quite so fast.

“She tastes amazing Floyd, that much hasn’t changed. But there was no whimpering, she fucking screamed for me!”

They were so close they were almost touching, the pretty blue of Bobs eyes hidden beneath the black of his iris.

“And as for being on my knees, it’s one of my favorite places to be. To bad you won’t let me show you!” And even though it was the last thing Jake wanted to do right then, he took a step back, pulling in a breath as he watched Bob shutter. But he had to put the ball in Bobs court, seeing as the last time he had tried to make a physical move, Bob had ended up shoving him away and ignoring him for a week straight.

He had gotten half a step back to his locker before Bob moved, planting his hands on Jakes chest and shoving him back up against the lockers. One hand moved to the cold steel besides Jakes head, and the other traced down his chest, fingers dipping into the lines of his abs.

“Who says I won’t let you show me?” Jake just swallowed, waiting for Bob to continue.

Bob dipped his head, bringing his lips to Jakes ear. “What do you think, think you could be as good for me as you are for her?”

Teeth biting into the skin of his lower lip, Jake nodded. When Bob pulled his head back, his eyes immediately narrowed, bringing the hand back up Jakes chin to tug the skin out from under his teeth.

“What was that?”

Jake nodded again, and Bob fisted the other hand in Jakes hair, tugging at the soft strands and finally pulling a moan out of Jake.

“Use your words!” He hissed, emphasizing with another tug on Jakes hair. And Jake couldn’t help the jerk of his hips, or the sound that escaped his lips as he finally felt some pressure on his aching cock.

Bob smiled, leisurely letting his gaze travel down Jakes body, before settling on the place where Jakes hips continued to grind into Bobs thigh.

“Wound a little tight huh?” Jake nodded, continuing to hump Bobs thigh, throwing his head back a Bob flexed for him, moving his thigh so more pressure was applied. He jumped as he felt lips on his throat, then his collarbone, then on then sensitive spot right where his neck met his shoulder.

Somewhere, distantly, Jake heard a phone ding, and then a second later, another ding in a different ring tone, which led his mind back to the pictures. Grinding down harder on Bob, Bob nipped at him, but the fingers on Jakes hips tightened.

Then, Bobs thigh was gone, but there was a hand playing with the knot on his towel, loosening it before it completely fell away.

And then pressure. Glorious, amazing, jaw dropping pressure as Bob fisted his cock.

We should put a pause on sleeping together, just until we can talk to Bobby

And as much as he wanted to stay right where he was, Jake paused, bringing his hands to Bobs shoulders and pushing slightly.

“Bob, we… Bob!” He hissed, drawing Bobs attention away from his neck, his hand stopping his movements.

Jake sucked in a breath, then another trying to get his thoughts straight.

“You can’t make me cum…!” At this, Bob took a step back, putting space between their bodies and allowing Jake space to formulate a thought.

“What?” Bob asked, confusion, shame and something else that Jake was too disoriented to place at the moment.

“No, it’s just…” Scrubbing his face with his hands, he tried to explain.

“The other day, she told me that, well, I mean I guess she didn’t really tell me I couldn’t, but I haven’t because, well, I don’t really know…”

“Jake, you haven’t what. What did she tell you not to do?”

Jake finally looked back at Bob, realizing how terribly he was explaining this.

“She told me that she thought it was best if the two of us didn’t fuck until you joined us. I guess she never technically said I couldn’t cum. Or that you couldn’t make me cum. But, I just… It feels wrong to do this without her. At least, right now it does!”

And throughout his explanation, he watched Bobs face soften, a look of fondness he wasn’t used to seeing directed at him beginning to shine through.

“Well then, she’s at your house right?” He asked, moving back towards his own locker. Jake nodded, and Bob began gathering his things.

“Then what are you waiting for, lets go!”

You had tried to time your trip so that you would be Jake home but had gotten stuck in traffic after there was construction on the highway, so you breathed a sigh of relief as you pulled into the driveway to see it empty.

Now it was time to start on step two of your plan.

Quickly, you let yourself into the house, beelining straight to Jakes room and stripping, rushing slightly, worried that someone would come home and ruin everything.

It was only once you tugged your shirt back on did you let out a sigh of relief, walking back into the living room to wait for Jake.

You were scrolling through your phone, looking for something that appealed to you for dinner later, when you heard a car pulling into the driveway, then the key fitting into the lock on the door.

“Hey Jakey, you want Italian or Chinese food tonight?”

“How about burgers?”

Your head shot up, brows furrowing at the sound of Bobs voice. You took in the two of them standing there in slight shock, and bit your lip to hide the grin that threatened to break out over your face.

Yesterday when you had talked to Jake, he had said that he hadn’t seen Bob at all, and that he wasn’t really supposed to have any time to talk to him today either.

You had left the ball in Bobs court for to long, and that had gotten you nowhere. You were in charge now, and you didn’t intend on letting either of them slip through your fingers.

Hence, the texts and photos. Both of the boys had been getting them all day, but there was only so much you could do from one side of the phone. You had just had to hope that a higher power would put them in the right place at the right time.

Seemed like your plan was working.

“Thanks for the pictures, by the way!” Bob said, moving across the kitchen to grab a water from the fridge, like he had been over a hundred times. Jake on the other hand, stood unmoving save for his eyes, which darted back and forth between you and Bob.

His face was flushed, and his normally perfect hair was messy and undone. And he was hard.

Then you looked back at Bob, who was watching you put the dots together with a smug look on his face.

“What did you do to him Bob?” You asked, opening your arms from Jake, which he immediately crossed the room to sink into.

“Nothing that he didn’t want me to. Besides, in a way, he started it!” Bob protested, pushing off of the counter and starting towards the two of you.

“What does he mean you started it Jakey?” You asked, bringing your fingers up to card through his hair.

“I asked if you had sent him the picture too!” He said, arching his head into your fingers. Bob nodded, confirming what Jake said, and you gestured for him to go on.

“And then, I asked him if you tasted as good as I remember, and if he liked being on his knees for you!” Jakes hips jolted as Bob spoke, and you smiled. Your needy boy. Fingers tightening in his hair, you drew his head out of your neck so that he was looking you in the eye.

“Did Bobby touch you Jakey”

Jakes eyes darted between you and Bobby, not completely sure of which one was in charge here. Then, your hands were on his chin, drawing his attention back to you.

“Yeah!” His answer was soft and breath, his eyes darting up to where Bob had come to stand behind you on the couch, smirking.

“Did it feel good Jakey?”

“Yeah!” You smiled at his one word answers, his eyes already a little cloudy. You knew first hand how intoxicating Bob could be. And Jake, bless his heart, got so needy when he was a little attention starved.

“But I didn’t cum!” Jake added in, his words hurried and his eyes wide as he begged for you to understand. Your brows furrowed as you looked up towards Bob for an explanation.

“He said that you had told him to wait until we were all together!” Bob offered, his hand wrapping around the back of your neck, thumb caressing the skin just shy of the spot that would have you melting.

Looking back down at Jake, you beamed at him, watching him relax under the smile.

“Mm, bet that was hard, wasn’t it Jakey? Bobs hands feels good, don’t they!” Jake whined as your own hands slid down his back, nails leaving light pink marks on his skin.

“Oh I barely even used them, he was getting off on my thigh!” Bob teased, thumb tracing over a sensitive spot that made you shiver. His hands continued to move, pushing the collar of Jakes big shirt down, until he found the strap of your bra, plucking it.

You turned your gaze back to him, one eyebrow arched behind those glasses as the two of you had a silent conversation. It was Jakes little groan that pulled the two of you out of the trance, and when you looked back down at him, Jake was staring at the red bra strap, eyes narrowed, probably trying to figure out if he had seen this piece before.

He hadn’t.

You had gone shopping yesterday, buying some new stuff several sets in preparation.

“And you were so good, waiting like I told you to! I think he deserves a reward for being such a good boy? Don’t you Bobby?”

You can heard Bob grunt in agreement behind you, but your already shifting Jake so that you can slide out from under him so that you were straddlign his waist.

“I’ll even let you pick. Do you want your cock in my mouth, or your tongue in my pussy?”

While you were talking, one of Bobs hands had slid into Jakes hair, the other resting on the back of the couch. Jake let out a whimper, and you could see the veins in Bobs forearm bulging, assuming that Bob was tugging on Jakes hair.

So he had already figured out that Jake liked his hair pulled. Interesting.

“Do I get a say in this?” Bobs voice was gruff, and when you looked up at him, the pretty blue of his eyes was completely hidden by the black of his iris. Looking back down at Jake who was practically panting underneath you, you debated.

“I don’t know, what do you think Jake?” His eyes widened before snapping shut as you ground against him, his hands shifting to move to your hips to help guide you. And then his head was pulled back, eyes flying open to stare up at Bob.

“She asked you a question Jake!”

Jake was silent, but refused to break eye contact, making you smirk.

“Well, Jake here has been such a good boy for us these past few days, not even touching himself even though I never told him that he couldn’t. Just that I couldn’t. And I think that deserves a bit of a reward, don’t you Bob? Even if he’s being a bit of a brat right now!”

Jakes hands tightened on your waist, but his eyes never left Bobs, defiant until the last moment till he slipped into subspace.

“Well��” Bob started, and you could already see that he wasn’t going to agree with you. It was funny that he thought that wasn’t a rhetorical question. So, you turned your attention to him.

“And you, making me wait, making us wait all this time. I think it’s only fair that we make you wait this time!” Bob broke eye contact with Jake at this, all of his attention homing in on you. Swallowing, you took a deep breath.

You would probably pay for this later, but for right now, it was so worth it.

“I think that’s a great idea, Bob, why don’t you go sit,” Motioning towards the chair a few feet away from the two of you. “And I’ll even be nice and let you touch yourself!” You giggled, moving your hands under Jakes shirt to feel the warm skin below. In seconds you had it off, throwing it somewhere in Bobs direction as you began exploring Jakes chest.

At Bobs indignant sound, you turned your attention back to him, holding the shirt and now hovering in front of the two of you.

“So you’re in charge now huh?”

You narrowed your eyes, refusing to back down. “Well, I’ve let you be in charge for years, and look where that got us. So, if you want to play right now, you’ll sit your ass down in that chair and listen like a good boy!”

You were only slightly shocked when Bob conceded, flopping down onto the chair and glaring at the two of you. Turning back to Jake, you found him wide eyed.

“That… that was really fucking hot!” He whispered in an attempt to hide his words from Bob. Smiling, you kissed him, short, sweet little pecks that turned hot quickly, your tongue delving into Jakes mouth and exploring. Your hands traveled up his stomach, running over his pecks and scratching before continuing their journey up to his hair. With one last lick into his mouth, you pulled back, Jake chasing your mouth, but your hands were there to pull him back.

“I think I’ve decided!” You said to the room, and then leaned down so you were speaking only to Jake, lips brushing the outer shell of his ear. “You wanna show Bobby how good your are on your knee’s? And then I’ll suck you off! Sound good?” Pulling back, you are pleased to see shuttered eye lids and flushed cheeks as Jake nods along with you.

Planting one last kiss on his lips, you push yourself off his lap, turning to Bob as you shuck your shirt off.

“Ready for a show?” You smirked, pushing off of Jake and gently guiding him to the floor. His eyes wide as he takes in the new bra your wearing, the sheer fabric stretched across your breasts doing little to hide your peaked nipples.

His eyes go even wider as you take your shorts off, revealing the garter set and crotchless pantie set in his favorite color. Immediately he ducks his head, desperate to taste you, but you tut, fisting his hair and pulling him back.

The whine that comes out of him has you clenching, just as desperate for him as he is for you. But this isn’t just about the two of you.

“Aren’t you forgetting something sweet boy?” Hazy eyes are slow to drag up your body to meet your gaze, but they do.

“Please… please can I taste you?”

Across the room, Bob groans, but you don’t break eye contact with Jake. “Yeah sweet boy, you can taste me!”

And with that, he’s diving right into your pussy, licking from your entrance to clit. The first time is always sloppy with him, him so eager to get you off, the finesse he always brag about goes right out the window. But damn if the mans tongue doesn’t make you cum quicker then anyone else has.

Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Bob shifting in the chair, tugging his shorts down so that he can start stroking himself. You can feel his eyes on you, bouncing back and forth between your face and where Jake has settled in between your thighs, but you refuse to give him the attention he so desperately wants.

Soon, you feel the familiar tightening of your stomach, Jake having homed in on your clit after sliding two of his fingers inside of you, hooking them to hit your g-spot. Tightening your grip on his hair, he moans, the vibration pushing you over the edge. Like the well-trained man that he is, he continues to lick at you until your tugging his hair again, guiding him away from your sensitive pussy.

He’s a mess, your slick all over his face, eyes lidded and glazed, and a satisfied grin plastered on. Finally, you turn your attention to Bob, clearing your throat to get his attention. With one hand, you motion to Jake. “Clean him up!”

Bob hesitates for a split second before he’s rushing across the room, throwing himself down next to you and pulling Jake into his lap, tongue diving into Jakes mouth to taste you. You clench around nothing when Bob begins to clean you off of Jakes face, tongue lapping at his cheeks, and then his chin, and Jake grinds down onto Bobs lap.

Once Bob has cleaned him off, and is now just sucking kisses onto Jakes neck, you clear your throat, bringing their attention back to you.

“Well, I was going to suck you off Jakey!” Jake jolts at this, a whimper coming from deep in his throat as you pause at that, panicking at the thought of his reward being taken away.

You chuckle. “Relax baby, I was just going to say you look mighty content on Bobs lap. You wanna stay there, grind on his thighs like you were earlier, get off that way?”

And he looks so torn, glancing between you and Bob that you can’t help but grin, leaning in to draw him into a kiss. You can still faintly taste yourself, and you find yourself deepening the kiss until Bob moves his thigh, jolting Jake and making him break the kiss.

You glare at Bob, who doesn’t look sorry at all, before turning back to Jake.

“Or… do you think you can do both?” Jake nods furiously. “Please!” He whines.

“He can… you can?” Bob asks, glancing back and forth between the two of you.

“Oh yes, our Jakey here has a great recovery time. Makes playtime fun!” Bob nods, his hands tightening on Jakes hips, moving him back and forth before deciding that he wants more. He looks at you, “Earlier, I had my hands on him! May I?”

“Don’t ask me,” You shrug. “Ask Jake?”

“Please!” Jake says, lifting his head from where it had come to rest on Bobs shoulder. He makes eye contact with you as he begs for it, before throwing his head back as Bob wraps his hand around him.

You don’t even have to look down to know that Jakes leaking enough to lube himself, but either way, you reach into the drawer beside the couch, fishing out a bottle of lube and opening it, squirting some into Bobs hand.

“Play with his balls, he likes that!” Bob says nothing, but shifts one his hands, acquiescing to your command, and Jakes moan rips through the room, which is quiet except for the obscene squelching noise of Bobs hand on Jake, and Jakes moans.

And you can’t help but slide two fingers through your own wetness, before offering them to Bob, who open his mouth and eagerly sucks at them.

This is what pushes Jake over the edge, his release shooting up onto his stomach and Bobs. You remove your fingers, tracing Jakes abs, before bringing them up to Bobs mouth again.

“Evil!” Jake whimpers, “Your evil!” You giggle, leaning down to place a firm kiss on Jakes lips, nipping at his bottom one before pulling away to kiss Bob.

The second your lips meet his, he’s fisting his hands in your hair and licking into your mouth, years of pent up longing expressing itself in the way the two of you were basically devouring each other.

Eventually, you had to pull back, your lungs protesting at the lack of adequate air, Bob chasing your lips, only to be pushed back by your hand that had crept up to grip his throat. Grinning, you take him in, puffy lips and flushed cheeks and disheveled hair from Jakes fingers, and you can’t resist another peck, which quickly turns into two, which then turns into another deep kiss.

Now the hand on his throat tightens just a smidge, a warning that you are still in charge here, and Bob pulls back, a groan escaping him as you reach down with your other hand to palm him.

As much as you would love to fuck him right here, you promised Jake a reward, and there is definitely a conversation that needs to be had before you can feel Bob slide home. When you glance at Jake, before bringing your gaze back to Bob, his eyes are filled with understanding, and something that looks suspiciously like love, and you feel tears springing to life in your eyes.

Turning your attention back to Jake, you find his gaze locked on where your hand is still palming Bob through his underwear, and you are snapped back into the present.

“How ya feelin Jakey?” You ask, watching as he is slow to look back up at you. When he does, he’s got a dopey smile on his face that makes you giggle.

“Good! Real good!” He slides out.

“Yeah, you think you can go again?” He nods frantically as you begin maneuvering him, pushing and pulling at his shoulders so that his back is pressed up against Bob.

Between Bobs hand job earlier, and your previous orgasm, your slick enough that you probably don’t need the lube, but Jake is big, and the last thing you want right now is to be sore. Especially when you know first hand how insatiable both your boys are once they get started. So you lube your hand up, bringing it down to Jakes cock, which is already half hard.

Once he’s properly slicked up, you begin dragging the tip up and down your slit, before Bob is sliding a hand down from where he had been playing with Jakes nipples. Your gaze snaps up from where your had been focused on Jake to Bob, seeing the question in his eyes. You nod, and Bob wraps a hand around Jake, guiding him to your hole, where you slowly sink down onto Jake.

Jake moans, and so do you. Jake hadn’t been the only one holding out for this, and he felt damn good stretching you out.

“She feel good?” Bob asks, whispering in Jakes ear before he nips at the tip of it. Jake nods again, his mouth half open as you continue to slide down on him.

“She’s so tight, isn’t she!” You watch as Bob shifts slightly, his other hand disappearing behind Jakes back. Jake tenses at the same time Bob speaks again.

“Bet you are to!” And even though you can’t see what’s happening, you can guess what Bobs doing based on the way that Jake thrusts up into you, which causes you to clench around him.

Bob chuckles at the way Jake is wiggling unable to decide which way he wants to go, backwards or forwards. “Be nice Bob!” You warn, sliding your hands up Jakes chest for better balance.

“I’m always nice!” You scoff at him, but return your focus to Jake, shifting your weight which has him hitting that spot just right. Now it’s your turn to moan, balance faltering just a little bit as the pleasure increases. Below you, Jake is a mess, absolutely destroyed by all the attention he’s getting between the two of you, and you can tell he’s already close.

Leaning down you press a kiss to the sensitive spot on his neck before whispering in his ear, “You can cum anytime!”

He whines, shaking his head. “Need… please!”

“What do you need baby?” You ask, as he jerks below you again. “Need you to cum first. Wanna watch!”

“How sweet!” Bob mocks behind him, and you glare at him before returning your attention to Jake, who didn’t even seem to hear him. Ducking down, you kiss him, tongue darting into his open mouth as he pants.

You can feel Bob shifting again, and a hand is snaking in between you and Jake, before there are fingers on your clit, rubbing tight controlled circles. It’s enough to have you shattering around Jake, clenching tight around him as your toes curl and your vision goes white.

Distantly, you feel Jake speed up as warmth spreads inside of you, before he’s slowing down, but the fingers on your clit don’t stop until you have completely come down from your orgasm and you’re whining at Bob that it’s to much.

The first thing you see when you open your eyes is Bob sucking hickeys onto Jakes neck, and you know that he’s going to complain about them tomorrow, but he will do nothing to hide them, and will not so secretly stare at them in any reflective surface he can find.

A content smile spreads over your face as you look at your boys, and you just know, everything is going to be alright.

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I was just curious but do you have any recs for period dramas about the philippines? I want to expand my period drama watching and im not quite sure where to start

Oh, the monster you've unleashed. YES I do have so many period dramas from and about the Philippines. Unfortunately, not all of them might be accessible to you if you're outside of the Philippines. Some of them are found on Amazon Prime, Netflix, and MUBI though. I'll make sure to put a lil note next to each film if they are. Also! these vary in genre (meaning: not all of them are war films, and some of these are horror films-- because this is me we're talking to, heh). I also have copies of some of these and will make a lil note next to each film if it's available for sharing, though I'll only give the link via DM. Please note, however, that they are all either in Tagalog, Bisaya, and/or other local Philippine Languages and not all of them have subtitles!

I also have very nuanced relationships with all these films, since Philippine History was my undergrad of choice. But to keep this post as brief as possible, I'm not going to talk about them at length. Though I will be including trigger warnings. Also note... some of these movies kinda suck HAAHAHAHA but I had way too much fun watching them so like. Please don't tell me they suck, please. I love them too much.

Also tagging @emmylynnaa because I promised her a similar list.

This is sorted by eras in Philippine History. Enjoy! (under the cut because it got long):

Spanish Occupation Era (1565 to 1898)

GomBurZa (2023) – A film following the GomBurZa, the three native Filipino Roman Catholic priests Gomez, Burgos, and Zamora executed during the latter years of the Spanish colonial era. TW: period typical violence. Furthermore, this is a Jesuit produced film so like. Once again. Take it with a grain of salt.

Jose Rizal (1998) - Jose Rizal's life and works are recounted through a series of non-linear flashbacks which reflect on various aspects of his life - as writer, propagandist, lover, friend, brother, doctor, and the man that inspired a revolution. Available on MUBI. TW: depiction of sexual assault by a priest. I also have a love-hate relationship with this film because on one hand, literally shaped my love of history. On the other hand, it is the MOST idealistic depiction of Jose Rizal ever + very historically inaccurate in many places, please watch this with a grain of salt.

Maria Clara at Ibarra (2022 – 2023) – A series about a girl from the 21st century who is magically transported into Jose Rizal’s famous novels Noli me Tangere and El Filibusterismo (you know, the novels that helped spark the Filipino Revolution against the Spanish). The synopsis sounds cheesy but trust me, it’s very good. Available to watch on the GMA official webpage. I just don’t know if you can access it outside of the country. TW: rape, abuses of the Catholic church, period typical violence, abuses of Spanish colonialists. A personal favorite—the costumes? Divine. And the character arcs are also really lovely. Helps you understand Philippine contemporary culture, too.

Katipunan: TV Mini Series (2013) – A mini-series depicting the creation of the Kataastaasan Kagalang-galang na Katipunan ng mga Anak ng Bayan (or the KKK—no, not the white supremacist group; that’s unfair, by the way, we did it first), the revolutionary organization founded in 1892 by Filipino Nationalists against Spanish Colonialization. Available to watch on the GMA official webpage. I just don’t know if you can access it outside of the country. TW: depictions of rape aftermath by Spanish soldiers, period typical violence, torture, graphic depictions of a corpse. This is a personal favorite of mine.

Hele sa Hiwagang Hapis/A Lullaby to the Sorrowful Mystery (2016) - Andrés Bonifacio is celebrated as the father of the Philippines Revolution against Spanish colonial rule. This eight-hour epic examines this myth, undertaking an expedition into history through various interwoven narrative threads, held together by an exploration of the individual’s role in history. Available on Mubi. TW: it is literally eight hours long. But that’s Lav Diaz for you. I love him, but oh my god is he an acquired taste.

Ang Kababaihan ng Malolos (2014) - The saga of the 20 Filipino women who petitioned for the opening of a school in a time when women weren’t given the chance to do so.

Ganito Kami Noon... Paano Kayo Ngayon? (1976) – Set during the end of Spanish colonization and the start of American colonization. After his mother's death, the simple-minded and naïve Kulas (Christopher De Leon) begins his much-awaited trip to Manila. On his way to Manila, he mindlessly takes on the mission of retrieving a friar's son and bringing him to the friar's residence.

Mallari (2023) - A horror film chronicling the deeds of the first recorded serial killer in the Philippines. This film spans decades, all the way up to present day. It's kinda stupid. Like. Really stupid. That's ok. We watch it because we want to see Piolo Pascual and JC Santos covered in blood. TW: oh my god so many bodies and so much gore.

Filipino-American War and America Occupation (1899 – 1940s) (this era has the best films, actually, if you want a place to start and start strong? start here)

Amigo (2010) - A local leader of a small Filipino barangay must decide whether to keep the peace with the American troops occupying his village or join the insurgency with his brother and son. TW: racism, sexual harassment, graphic depictions of corpses, gore, period typical violence.

Heneral Luna (2015) - Set during the Philippine-American war, Heneral Luna follows the life of one of Philippine History's most brilliant soldier, General Antonio Luna, as he tries to lead his countrymen against colonial masters new and old, and to rise above their own raging disputes to fulfill the promise of the Philippine Revolution. Available on Netflix. TW: short scene depicting the aftermath of sexual assault, period typical violence, and graphic depictions of a corpse. Again, one of my favorites. I have so many happy memories of this film + the fandom it birthed! I miss it sometimes.

Angelito (2018) – The short film that bridges both Heneral Luna and Goyo: Ang Batang Heneral, depicting the brothers Manuel and Jose Bernal – Antonio Luna’s aides-de-camp – and their youngest brother Angel, two days before the General’s assassination. This film you can find on Youtube!

Goyo: Ang Batang Heneral (2019) – The sequel of Heneral Luna, this film follows the story of Gregorio 'Goyo' del Pilar, one of the youngest Generals during the Philippine-American War who fought in the historic Battle of Tirad Pass. Available on Netflix. TW: short scenes of torture, period typical violence, and graphic depictions of a corpse. Again, a personal favorite for the same reasons stated above. Though it’s not as strong as Heneral Luna, I gotta say.

Ang Larawan (2017) - In a musical tale about standing together against materialism, two impoverished sisters anguish over whether or not to sell a painting, the final masterpiece by their recluse father. A bitter struggle for survival against betrayal set in pre-World War II Manila. A personal favorite, oh my god. This film. Oh my god, this film.

World War 2 and its aftermath (1940 – 1950)

Quezon’s Game (2018) - In 1938, Philippine President Manuel L. Quezon, military adviser Dwight D. Eisenhower, along with other notable figures, set out to rescue Jewish refugees fleeing Nazi Germany. Quezon simultaneously deals with a relapse of tuberculosis. Available on Amazon Prime. TW: talk of genocide and short scenes depicting the murder of Jewish people by the Nazis.

Tatlong Taong Walang Dios (1976) - A woman falls in love with a Japanese soldier during the Japanese Occupation in the Philippines; the whole town turns against her. TW: rape. Think Malena.

Oro, Plata, Mata (1982) - Set in the Philippine island of Negros during World War II, it tells the story of how two hacendero families cope with the changes brought about by the war. TW: rape

Kusina (2016) – Her kitchen. The silent witness to the life and love of Juanita. It is her sanctuary, the place where she creates dishes for her family, friends, even enemies and strangers. Through cooking, she gets to know the people around her. TW: violent child birth, death of mother in child birth, sexual harassment by Japanese soldiers. This spans multiple decades, all the way up to Martial Law.

In My Mother’s Skin (2023) - Stranded in the Philippines during World War II, a young girl finds that her duty to protect her dying mother is complicated by her misplaced trust in a beguiling, flesh-eating fairy. Available on Amazon Prime. TW: body horror, gore, explicit depictions of a corpse, period typical violence.

Markova: Comfort Gay (2000) – A coming of age drama film loosely based on the life of Walter Dempster Jr., the last surviving Filipino “comfort gay” (male sex slaves for the Imperial Japanese Army) from World War II. TW: CSA, wartime systemic rape, rape.

Comfort Women: A Cry for Justice (1994) – The story of how two sisters and the rest of the women of Sta. Monica are forced into sex slavery by Japanese soldiers during World War 2. TW: wartime systemic rape, rape, and period typical violence.

Seklusyon (2016) - In 1947, a group of deacons (aspiring priests) on their last week of training are sent to a remote monastery to live in seclusion for seven days to protect them from the devil, who on the last few days of training attempts to break the will of deacons to make them reconsider their choice of becoming priests. During their seclusion, a little girl named Anghela, believed by locals to be a living saint because of her healing abilities, appears at the monastery seeking refuge. Available on Amazon. TW: pedophilia, gore, body horror, Catholicism, religious horror.

Corazon: Ang Unang Aswang (2012) - A psychological thriller film detailing the psychological breakdown of a woman struggling with infertility in post-war Philippines. If you want to see women go feral, this is fun.

Martial Law (1970 – 1980) (actually, you know what? I lied. This era is the era with the best films. God, these are CLASSICS and are the ones that’ll help you understand contemporary Philippine culture the most; definitely start here)

Manila, sa mga Kuko ng Liwanag (1975) - Júlio Madiaga, a 'provinciano', arrives in Manila to search for his beloved, Ligaya. TW: coerced sex work, sexual abuse. Once again, a Filipino cinema classic.

Insiang (1976) - After a teenager is raped by her mother's boyfriend, she sets out to exact revenge on anyone who has hurt her. TW: I mean. It says it right there. Though it’s not actually shown on screen, it is very heavily implied. She doesn’t die in the end, if you’re wondering.

Dekada ’70 (2002) - A middle-class Filipino family struggles to survive in the era of dictatorship. This is a fucking classic in Filipino cinema. Available on MUBI. TW: sexual harrassment, discussion of torture, depictions of wounds and beatings, period typical violence. Martial Law was rough.

Aparisyon (2012) – A psychological drama film set in early 1970s, where the story about the nuns in the period immediately preceding the declaration of martial law by Ferdinand Marcos. The film’s director, Isabel Sandoval, is a transgender woman and an absolute visionary. Her other films Senorita (2011) and Lingua Franca (2019) are also very good, please check it out. All films are available for streaming through the Criterion Channel. TW: rape, religious trauma, period typical violence, Catholicism.

Lihis (2013) - Set in the 70’s during the darkest hours of Philippine History, we follow the story of two young NPA warriors who find themselves entangled in a web of frustration, despair and victory as they fight not only for democracy but also their love for each other. Available on MUBI. TW: Infidelity.

Barber’s Tales (2014) - In a rural town in the Philippines during the Marcos dictatorship, the newly widowed Marilou inherits the town's only barbershop from her husband- a business that has been passed down by generations of men in her husband's family. With no other means of support, she musters the courage to run the barbershop.

Dahling Nick (2015) - Dahling Nick is a docu-drama exploring the life and works of National Artist for Literature Nick Joaquin, who only accepted the National Artist Award on the condition that the Marcos administration release a well-known writer who was being unjustly detained during Martial Law. I love Nick Joaquin. He’s shaped my understanding of the Magical Realist genre far more than any of his contemporaries have. This film is notoriously difficult to get your hands on, so I suggest going to read his anthology by Penguin Classics called the Tropical Gothic instead!

Respeto (2017) - Hendrix is a poor aspiring rapper who wants to make a name for himself in the underground rap battle scene and gain respect in the community. After attempting to rob a second-hand bookstore in the neighborhood, he is discovered by the owner, Doc, an old poet with a haunted past as a dissident. Not necessarily period, but definitely has its roots in Martial Law.

Liway (2018) – A film about the kip, a young boy growing up in a prison as the son of anti-Marcos dissident Cecilia Flores-Oebanda, better known as Commander Liway, during the waning days of the Marcos dictatorship. It is currently streaming on Youtube!

The Kingmaker (2019) - is a 2019 documentary film written and directed by Lauren Greenfield, featuring the political career of Imelda Marcos with a focus on the Marcos family's efforts to rehabilitate the family's image and to return to political power, including her plans to see her son, Bongbong, become President of the Philippines, and the alliance that Bongbong and Imee Marcos established with Rodrigo Duterte in his bid to win the 2016 Philippine presidential election. Available on Youtube! if outside of the Philippines, use VPN.

1980s – 2000s Philippines

Misteryo sa Tuwa (1984) - The fortunes of three impoverished friends and their families abruptly change after an airplane crashes in a nearby mountain.

Alpha Kappa Omega Batch ’81 (1982) – A psychological drama film depicting the titular fraternity's harsh initiation of new batch members as seen through the eyes of pre-med student Sid Lucero. TW: hazing, torture, psychological torture. It’s fucked up, actually.

Himala (1982) – During a total eclipse Elsa, a young girl from rural Philippines, allegedly witnesses an apparition of the Virgin Mary on top of the hill where, as an infant, she was found and adopted by Saling. Said visions change her life and cause a sensation hysteria in a poor, isolated northern village in the midst of drought. TW: rape, religious fanaticism, religious trauma.

Adela (2008) - The story of Adela, which takes place in the span of one day, is a heartbreaking story of a woman who longs for the company of her loved ones. This isn’t actually period. This film just breaks my heart. And of course, it has acting legend Anita Linda in it. How could I not recommend it?

Now Showing (2008) - Rita is named after a famous American movie star whom her late, former actress grandmother once adored. She lives in one of Manila’s oldest districts with her mother and aunt. Years later, she is still the same girl enamoured with television, now tending to her aunt’s stall selling pirated DVDs.

Elegy to the Visitor from the Revolution (2011) - A woman from the end of the 19th century visits modern day Philippines and observes three interwoven stories: that of a prostitute, a group of criminals and a musician. This is another Lav Diaz one. It’s long.

K’na The Dreamweaver (2014) - K’na is a young woman coming into her own in the mountains of South Cotabato, where the T’boli live, overlooking the majestic and mystical Lake Sebu. She is part of the royal family of the South bank of the lake, part of the clan that was banished from the North Bank centuries ago after what the elders call The Great Betrayal. At a young age, K’na, is trained in the art of weaving the T’bolit’nalak. The design of the t’nalak fabric comes from the visions granted by Fu Dalu, the goddess of abaca, only to deserving women who become dreamweavers. K’na’s grandmother, Be Lamfey, is the village’s last master dreamweaver. When Be Lamfey dies, the gift of dreamweaving is passed to K’na and her father, LobongDitan, decides to put an end to the warring clans of Lake Sebu once and for all by arranging a marriage between K’na and Kagis, the heir to the throne of North bank. Meanwhile, K’na has fallen in love with Silaw, a childhood friend whose family supplies the finest abaca fibers to the dreamweavers. Silaw leaves love messages for her by tying bits of abaca thread to a tree outside K’na’s window. As the marriage grows near, a revolution brews among those who do not believe in the union of the two royal clans.

Smaller and Smaller Circles (2017) - Two Jesuit priests, Gus Saenz and Jerome Lucero perform forensic work to solve the mystery revolving around the murders of young boys in Payatas, one of Metro Manila's biggest slum areas. While dealing with the systematic corruption of the government, church, and the elite, the two priests delve into criminal profiling, crime scene investigation, and forensic analysis to solve the killings, and eventually, find the murderer. Available on Netflix. TW: child death, talk of child sexual abuse at the hands of the Catholic Church and at the hands of teachers, graphic depictions of a corpse, film also triggering to folks who suffer from claustrophobia.

Billie and Emma (2018) – An LGBT coming of age story set in the mid-1990s featuring two teenaged girls Billie and Emma as they grapple with topics such as sexuality, family, religion, unplanned pregnancy, and the uncertainty of the future.

#philippine cinema #filipino cinema #film recommendations #film rec #filipino period dramas #period dramas #philippine history #filipino history #please heed the tags there's a lot of violence in there #we have a very violent history

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thatturtleleon · 9 months

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Future TFP Kids HCs:

idk if there's any canon information of what happened to raf, miko, and jack after prime but i like to hope they at least canonically stayed in touch

agent fowler did offer for them to be agents in the show, when they were older ofc, so i think it'd be super cool if they all worked together

my personal hc for jack is that he considered going into the medical field like his mom, but ultimately decided it wasn't for him

so he took up fowler's offer and worked for the government with agent fowler

as soon as miko turned 18 she was ready to be an agent and work with fowler as well

honestly i think it'd be kinda cool if she was a pilot of some sort; she would definitely work in an area with a lot of action and adventure

raf would obviously work in a computer-techy department

so although they all were working for the government, they were still in different areas of work

but they still made sure to keep in touch once in a while

and as for meeting the bots in the future,,, i have multiple hcs for that based on how angsty im feeling lol

in a perfect scenario, the bots would visit jack, raf, and miko whenever they could and talk for hours and hours, catching up on each others lives

however, sometimes i imagine the bots visiting the humans maybe once, and then when they came back a second time it would be too late

since the bots live wayyy longer than humans, technically, the humans are only in the bots lives for a very short amount of time.

and that time can fly by fast.

its sad ik :(

buuut i think the possibility of the bots coming across the descendants of the kids' would be really cool

like maybe bulkhead sees someone who looks vaguely similar to miko and they do something very "miko-like" and he's just like, "yuuup they're related to miko alright"

#now i need to read/write a fic abt this or something #tfp #transformers #transformers prime #tf #tfp jack #tfp miko #tfp raf #tfp hcs #tfp human hcs #macaddams #macaddam

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sharky-the-idiot · 11 days

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EVERY LILARKY SHIP IN A NUTSHELL UNDER THE LENS OF ANON FANON:

Lilarky (Lilac x Sharky)- i love you more than words can say. you are my best friend and my fondest love, and i don't know what id do without you. you come second to nothing. i would die for you. (the shippers would die for you too). the heart of the fandom, everyone's favourite lovebirds. prime angsty au material

Popale (Poppy x Whale)- i hate the world and i hate my distorted reflection and i'd do anything to be rid of the weight of what i am not, and what i never will be. you are everything they're not and everything i adore, and we will be wed within the hour over a volcano while they scream

Toxic Flowers (Lilac x Poppy)- i hate you. now kiss me you bitch. *starts aggressively making out*

WhaleShark (Whale x Sharky)- and then they fucked even though neither of them want to fuck and actually they were in love the WHOLE time and-

Shanky (Sharky x Ink)- i've known you for years and i will know you until the end of our time. i am damaged and you are damaged but when we're together everything seems better. late night talks and friendly teasing, living for the other's affection and hyping each other up at all times

Ink-Stained Weeds (Ink x Craig)- the only correct ink ship. the only craig ship. they are silly and supportive and argue over cereal. the bickering husbands of all time

Jilac (J x Lilac)- these people are all idiots and it's up to us to stop 'em. hold my hand, we got this. (sorry everyone they are have a PLATONIC SISTERLY BOND in my heart)

Sunlilac (Ink x Lilac)- i'm here. i'm listening and i always will and i may not understand everything but i will support you for as long as it takes for you to love yourself as much as i love you. thank you for being my light

Mothbitten Suits (Moth x Lilac- look i love mothbitten lilacs but they both like suits and i thought it sounded fun)- will compliment and gush over each other until the end of time. flustered messes, brilliant smiles, lazy days and exchanging art. warmth.

Tatobee (Weltato x Red)- Mentor figures. they're older than everyone else and look out for the same weirdo teenager (affectionate) and write so beautifully that it makes people cry. talented, responsible, able to break hearts like its nothing

Carky Shutt (Captain Gutt x Sharky)- a pirate who's never found the treasure he so craves and a boy who doesn't feel special. protection and surprise encounters and a budding affection neither can deny. sneaking onto ships, trying to reform him. challenging him to a swordfight, asking him to join his crew. danger and excitement. what the other sees around the sirens. love so strong that it's gutting, that it hurts and kills and plunders and survives all the same. unpiecing your identity and having someone who'll listen and accept you. its okay to show weakness here. im not going to leave you. i promise.

Ocean Hugs (Olaf x Sharky)- i can't touch you and yet i want to, i crave your warmth and your love even if it kills me. you cover your pain with a smile but i see you and i understand. you dont have to hide around me

Sharning Spiky (Sharky x Burning Spice)- someone who's lost everything, and someone who wants to know more. a lack of judgement, a strange intrigue that neither can explain. a budding crush into something more, something fiery and destructive and passionate. can and will spoil each other to bits

Sugar Lover (Lilac x Eternal Sugar)- sapphics!! guiltily getting flustered, soft gasps you can't hide at the beauty of a god. you're nervous but not because you're scared, you want her to like you even as you know the consequences are damning. power imbalance and absolute awe. you've always enjoyed indulging, what's one more kiss?

Sharkverdrive (Sharky x 2-0-4 tack shooter)- are we all gonna ignore this? yes. yes we are

Sharky x Hollyberry- another one for the pile. doesn't have a ship name and probably doesn't need one. a gal who knows how to lighten up and party, a boy who's not used to getting out much. learning how to relax and have fun again. having someone to defend

Sharkzwalder (Sharky x Schwarzwalder)- t4t cuties who will shower each other in affection <3

Sharhim (Sharky x Yharim)- idk enough about this guy to sat anything. big menacing powerful figure & just a little guy. it would be hilarious

Jasky (Sharky x Jasper)- they keep their relationship quiet. it's all in "i love you texts", private moments and intimate looks no-one else understands. companionship, familiarity

Ink x ...any cookie- ink's into dilfs and pirates lmao. they should kiss

Ink x Twisted Alice Angel- nobody seems willing to acknowledge this one??? whenever it's brought up it's swept under the rug. sorry ink's wife, youre irrelevant in comparision to the Great CraigInk Debate of 2024

Sharkzarella (Sharky x Mozzarella)- they melt around each other. sooo many hugs. physical affection all the way. lilac is jealous :)

Ink x the Entire Bendy Cast- that is so many characters holy shit. he is just too lovable. this is what happens when you put a guy named ink into a game with ink in the title ig

Autumn Showers (Whale x Star x Lilac x Craig)- time travel buddies! they have seen horrors beyond comprehension. they have witnessed death and loss and a future they could not save. joined warmth, joined failure, joined happiness, joined hope. working together for the timeline that never was. relying on each other to fix reality. the family you never used to need

Oceans of Purple Ink (Sharky x Lilac x Ink)- why put Sharky with ONE of his love interests when you can have two?? everyone is happy! sharky is the silly one, lilac is the one who looks after them both, ink is the one who gets hugged 24/7. happy healthy loving relationship. then the angst fics drop.

Murder Smarties (Lilac x Whale)- will stab each other. scarily intelligent and scarily protective. bristling and insulting and sharp smiles full of loathing. will call each other mocking nicknames during confrontations. not at all healthy but pretty fun to think about

Poppy x Sharky- you are everything i despise about the one i love. you are not them and you never will be them and yet i see them in you. i hate you. i don't want you. you're all that's left

Jacman (J x Pacman)- toxic exes. they're on BAD terms but pacman wants to get back together. he keeps bringing her tiny orbs to eat no matter how many times she says they aren't even edible for her. the ghosts keep trying to get him to stop, he is not listening one bit

ShaShrek (Sharky x Shrek)- we had to involve shrek somehow laddies

i think that's all of them?? there's probably more though ngl. why are you so shippable

This was all so interesting and cute until fucking carky shutt showed up

#no why am i being shipped with burning spice tho #i literally traumatize him regularly #I've literally written an entire whump fanfic about burning spice. that you will never see.#also surprised weenie isn't here #count your blessings weenie... you're gonna be shipped with butter roll #just wait.#ALSO WHY IS SHARKY X JASPER A THING.#ALL WE DO IS SHITPOST AND WRITE ANGST AND FANFICS TOGETHER WHAT THE EEK #lilarky 2024

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I always wanted to see more Val & George their dynamic is so interesting to meee . We need more of them

YEAHHHH fuck I ADORE Val and George and their fans are usually very polarised groups so you don’t tend to see much talk about them- but they are deep and compelling to ME and that alone means I will ramble about them for hours.

I mean George has been with Mercedes as long as Valtteri- that’s not hyperbole, George was in the garage on the night of AD 2016 (there is a reason he doesnt like Nico and if y’all keep saying he should use Nico as a mentor im going to start slapping heads), and was signed as merc’s official junior in 2017 at the same time as Val became Merc’s second driver- while George’s first few years were obviously split between his junior catagory work and becoming more and more integrated into mercs testing structure and engineering meetings- he was there, the whole time, to witness Val doing what he dreamed of some day, and it gave him some small chance follow an older drivers lead in settling into such an imposing team.

In every way Val was George’s unintentional role model, Williams to Merc - but you would struggle to hear him admit it because they spent 2021 practically at each others throats for the seat george would kill for and Val wasn’t even sure he wanted anymore… but George is still the same guy who would make posts on Instagram just to congratulate Val on getting re-signed. Yes Lewis was who George idolised, but Val was within reach, and they acted like siblings. Siblings in the true, struggle to get along but would kill for each other way that strict parenting cultures.

Imola is a prime example to me, it’s why so many people think they hate each other- fair enough but what I see instead is proof of that bond in its most strained state- George made a move that was risky and needed the other driver not to react the way Val did- he TRUSTED Val not to do that to him- but George didn’t account for the rain and the added difficulty and that’s what made them collide. I genuinely think that’s why George is so much angrier than normal- to him its not JUST him being taken out of a chance to show up Val (though it is also that, George isn’t a saint and all drivers are ego monsters), it was that Val reacted in a way he hadn’t accounted for and George felt betrayed and stupid for it. That’s why he slaps at Val after let’s remember, checking valtteri was okay. He checks on Val and when he gets the okay confirmation, the anger bubbles over and he slaps out like a child.

It’s petty, childish and dumb, but that’s what siblings are. They squabbled, George mouthed off, got a smack from his psuedo parent, and went to apologise- which Val promptly left on read and ignored and they went back to working.

The fight for the merc seat had them praying for each others downfall that year, but by the next, they were finding each other in drivers parades to chat, repairing that conversational lapse, and staring after Lewis together. Val had the unique experience of being teammates with The Lewis Hamilton and George clearly looked to him slightly on how to do this right, how to be a good teammate. Off track they were better to each other (it probably helped Val that George got humbled a couple times and reined himself in) and on track… I’ve talked about this before but George used to drive against Val differently to anyone other than maybe max but for whole different reasons- with Val it was about beating someone he could tease, but having the trust that Val would pull it off if he failed even after imola. I STILL think about Georges failed overtake in Singapore 22 when he breaks late and misses the corner trying to overtake val, and val just swerves round him. It was such a dumbass move! But thats George and Val!

On track George is desperate to be a little better, to show hes just as good as him, and off track he still seeks him out as a friend. George wants to beat val because he does at his core admire him- and thats why I fucking love them.

#asks #lesi’s tag #whoops someone let mark off leash to talk about George and val my beloved #that’s George’s protective but antagonised older Williams sibling!#maybe i wrote them fucking once- i should finish that fic i was funny for it #mark’s driver meta

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lilithizhere · 1 year

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awewwwwwawew

your niece is adorable

anywayzzzzz

the headcanons are dabi x reader with a victorian/gothic victorian aesthetic

and the oneshot is dabi x kojiro sasaki!fem!reader and reader is 21 in this one

im not gonna give out a plotline since i just made one for another writing blog and i have no more juice left to recharge on😞

as you can see im obssesed with dabi and i daydream myself as ragnarok characters

so expect alot of dabi x reader from me😊

so yeah have a safe camping trip

❤️

- 🌑 anon

Hey I'm back! Also, thxs I know she's adorable! :) I really don't know like what to write for the headcanons, I just don't get the creative feel so I'm gonna have to pass, but I will write for the oneshot!

You met in the after life, because your older but stronger.

You were know as the world's greatest loser, but that never bothered you. You examined many peoples fighting styles to get stronger.

You met Dabi when you were in a fighting match. He questioned you why you never picked up your sword.

"I am examining, their moves so then I know them in the future!"

That's all you said to him and he was surprised, but he said that a cool idea and that you should keep doing it.

You and him became best friends that day.

Now, it was Ragnarok, you were called to fight for the humans and you agreed. Brunhild said that they changed Ragnarok a bit. If you lose and die you will be brought back.

So, you have nothing to worry about. You met Lu Bu and Adam, because their were breaks in between matches to fix the stage and got eat and use the restroom.

Adam looked surprised to see someone so "Young Fighting". When you only in your prime years which is 21 when you should be 50.

You thought, I am literally probably the same age as Lu Bu.

You liked the Chinese warlord cause he could scene how strong you were. He gave you a crazy smile that made you smile. You didn't know why people were scare of him.

Then you heard the announcement for Fighters to get ready. You nodded at Adam and Lu Bu.

Adam stopped you to give you and pat on the head and said. "It's okay to lose, just try your best."

You nodded and went to your spot. Not noticing a group of people in the crowd.

(With the Lov)

Dabi was talking to the others as they knew you. You have met them before.

The announcement went off about getting ready and they looked for you and saw your opponent. Posiden, a strong ruthless God that hated humans.

They saw you come out on a boat. They cheered. And then the hear Heimdall introduced each other.

They kinda snickered when they heard the crowd questing why the world's greatest loser is fighting for humanity.

The humans were scared but the lov just heard you smile and insult Posiden. They were snickering.

(Back to you)

You loved the reactiong on Posidens face when you insulted him. And then you to just stood there, he was examining you while you were trying to find ways to beat him.

You were sweating a bit. But you found a way to beat him.

You and him started to walk toward each other and then you both attacked. This went on for a while, Posiden barly got a hit on you. While you got many hits on him, smiling.

Then Posiden broke your sword. You were still smiling then they broke into 2 swords and they still fought.

Then, you gave him a fatle blow. He was not believing that he was defeated by a human, in his final moments.

You just smiled as you heard humanity cheer for you. You walked to the infirmary and just patched up and healed, when you saw Dabi leaning against the door and you smiled and waved hin in.

He walked over to the infirmary bed, which is were your sitting, and sat down.

You talked with him for hours and then some of the lov came in and sat down.

Dabi was your boyfriend and he loved you whether you were in your prime years or you were 50. He loved you and respected you.

You were currently scolding Toga who stabbed Shigaraki for a little blood. You saw Adam at the door and Lu Bu you waved them in and they sat down in a chair.

Adam congratulates you on winning, but Lu Bu now wants you to spar with him along with Thor.

You were joking and laughing with them and the lov, who you introduced Adam and Lu Bu to.

You wouldn't have this any other way.

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itsdappleagain · 1 year

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hell yeah baby backstory time

it is time for the boston tea party caper!!

notes under the cut assss always

this episode is a bit of a mix-up for me. i like it but not my favorite all things considered. i'm still excited though- some of the moments in this episode are GOLD

HQ!!!

JHSGHSD "hey red hows san diego" "not great" "im not talking about you girl"

"i thought he lived in the cloud"

player looks so unamused pls

PLEASE "though i am hearing voices again" HOW WAS THAT RELEVANT. WERE U HEARING VOICES BEFORE

shadowsan is the best character here he's so funny

THE "THAT IS NOT WHAT I MEANT"

if they vowed to use their "superpowers" for good and ivy hotwired that car later on i guess maybe they used to steal cars and then decided to go straight maybe

ivy is so cool

OH hey also by the way their younger designs. SO GOOD carmen should have gotten a dorky in between phase we were robbbbed

small

not trey and his butt chin

i like how the screen glitches when its paused on trey. new headcanon this is a powerpoint presentation they threw together right then and there

you dare knock LYDIA

"i got this" zack says with the confidence of a man who just ate taco bell learning they won't see another restroom for eight more hours on the road trip

the talking through the race kills me every time 😭you can't hear each other

man this racetrack has an overhead drone keeping exact pace with the leading car

zack had a chase devineaux phase too once

carmen sandiego: oh no no we're rated for seven year olds!! the boston tea party caper: the mafia boss who lent us money threatened to put a hit out on us if we didn't commit a robbery for him on a suspicious front for a money laundering operation for the mob

the main reason i dislike this episode and need for speed is because zack doesnt ever get to learn. he was impulsive and it was bad in duke of vermeer, he was impulsive and it was bad in boston tea (okay fine, it shows us his younger self! fine with that) BUT THEN HE IS IMPULSIVE AND ITS BAD AGAIN NEXT TIME. FOR THE SAME REASONS whyyy wouldn't they take duke of vermeer as an opportunity to show his growth instead of making him out to be some angry no control childish idiot who sacrifices untold amounts for a little payback. and drags ivy down with him EVERY TIME

there's something so cool and sinister about ivy smiling, reassuring him, and then slowly pulling down the ski mask to hide any emotion. ivy and zack seem like they could have been prime targets for VILE recruitment- they could have gone down a much darker path

shadowsan was so invested

carmen's puberty crammed in those few months between the boat and the boston holy shit

player accidently saved zack and ivy's asses by turning off those cameras jgjsgkd

the second perspective of zack crashing into the wall kills me every time pls

here goes carmen with "its for your own safety" who taught her that phrase

i love how z and i immediately think that this person couldnt possibly be...i dont know. an employee or a manager or someone who works at the donut place. she's gotta be another thief. i mean they are right but like why

the giant ass green vault behind the fridge door 😭

WE'RE FOLLOWIN THAT LADY FOLLOWIN THOSE BREADCRUMBS TO THE DOUGH

wait didn't they arrive in a truck parked on the other side of the building

carmen ALSO had a chase devineaux phase

???? isnt that truck she just stole the one they got there in???

i mean carmen. girl. you kicked them out of their own robbery and then stole their car did you expect them not to follow you

carmen's devineaux side coming out <3 also completely shameless carmen cant drive comic plug

there are so many car accidents literally everyone could have died in for these two (this and need for speed) episodes. credits roll as the paramedics show up to carmen who just CRASHED HER CAR INTO A FUCKING HOLE HEAD FIRST

they had to make sure to show us that carmen was literally the worst driver possible to justify zack being there

i love zack immediately getting super friendly with the random woman who just stole their car, crashed it, and then stole it again with them inside

carmen: haha suave quip zack and ivy, the two most neurodivergent bitches on the planet: IN THE REVOLUTIONARY WAR

also carmen looks hilariously uncomfortable wedged behind this shipping crate. she's experiencing her first infodump

the loaning money joke is actually very funny

i kind of like how awkward carmen still is in some areas. she still talks like a VILE operative- she reports her every move to player, she simply responds with "understood." because thats the only way she knows how to relate

ANGY

ivy: oh no camera: zooms out to show the most outraged face the animators could draw

screenshots of all time

can you imagine your weirdgirl little 16 year old classmate dips and you see her a few months later and she's turned into this trenchcoat wearing 5'7" long haired adult woman whose only goal is to make your life a thousand times harder

not quite sure how this episode said "oh yeah. her classmates who knew her as a kid constantly call her by the wrong name and disrespect her despite constant corrections. and also her mother figure, seeing the new her, disowns her with the proclamation that this new person killed her child when she took this new name and betrayed her" and made it not transgender

le chevre was so cool about everything for like three minutes

HEY okay my favorite detail of the show is that when carmen runs in this episode she gets way out of breath because she isn't in shape yet i LOVE that detail

i have never heard more emotion from gina than when she went "YOU GOTTA BE KIDDING ME"

THROW HER OVERBOARD

el topo is also cool about things for like three minutes

zack and ivy bounce constantly between dumb orange cat energy and golden retriever who would jump into the ocean for a guy who petted them once energy

legend has it carmen still manages to throw el topo and le chevre in the water every time they are within a mile of it

i love le chevre backing up and running away from her because he's like oh shit. wasn't she like the best in our class?? is she going to kill me or something?? why did she leave VILE what the fuck im booking it nah

YEAH I NEED THE ROPE CARMEN IS SO MEAN IN THIS EPISODE ITS SO FUCKING FUNNY

IVY RESPONDING TO THE ASK FOR "MUSCLES" WAS A UNIVERSAL LESBIAN WIN FOR EVERY SINGLE PERSON ON THE PLANET GOD WHAT AN ICONIC SCENE. MILADY. ALL SHE HAD TO DO WAS KISS HER HAND GOD

its never brought up ever again that ivy's "shirt" is actually a blue undershirt and a black vest and that is criminal we needed a gay vest. something

the slomo kick is so hot

LE CHEVRE STEPPING ON HER HEAD

those plates must have hurt so fucking bad

okay well. you DO commit crimes

"the police have no idea they exist" okay. TELL THEM

SEE? VEST.

"got any room for us on your next job?" "you know what? sure! come along and help me take down this global criminal organization. uhhh what are your names again btw?"

yall i dont think eddie is going to want to see you for the money

A FLYING CAR he said yeah zack that was smart

i love how offended by literally everything the bostonians do shadowsan is

THEY MADE SHADOWSAN GET IN THE BACK BEHIND THE SEAT HAHAHAHHJHD

that hq wont be so wasted when you die of hypothermia! good luck carmen

alrighty, thats the beantown caper all done! only two more to catch up on before I'm on time again for my favorite episode this saturday >:)

#carmen sandiego #carmen sandiego 2019 #cs weekly #csweekly #carmen sandiego weekly #liveblog

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andromeddog · 6 months

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the way your draw uniforms tickly my brain very nicely, they always look amazing! do you have a specific source for reference pictures or have you drawn them so often now you don't need them that much anymore? xoxox- struggling artist who can't find good refs

hehehehe anon i love talking about uniforms so this ask is a real treat… this may get long so it’s going under a cut

first of all thank u for noticing i do really try to make the uniforms as accurate as possible. i spend a long time trying to figure out what specific coat/gun/boot/helmet/whatever people are wearing and what its purpose is…. thats really just googling around and clicking on links until i find something. luckily for band of brothers/ww2 related stuff theres a lot of interest and you can often find ppl on forums from like 2003 discussing the minutiae of gear that will point you in the right direction. ww1 related stuff is a bit harder to come by but i bought a full illustrated book to help with that lol

as for straight up references- pinterest is one of my main resources!! there are lots of pics of the boys from bob if that’s what you are specifically looking for (some boards i like are here and here.) these can be hit or miss sometimes if you’re looking for ref of a very specific thing, because they don’t always capture the angle of that bag or clear shot of a belt that you need.

if that’s the case then i just… rewatch the show lol. i have it downloaded on my phone through the amazon prime app so if im drawing a scene or looking for very specific reference i will literally go frame by frame to get what i need. i cannot tell you how many times ive watched this series just looking for reference. so many. too many??? for this secret santa piece im doing i have watched the same 10 second scene so many times that i can see it when i close my eyes. the bad thing about that is you cannot take screenshots (fuck you amazon prime) and also, it’s rly easy to get sucked into the show and spend an hour just watching it bc it’s a damn good show. i think ive watched the breaking point like 20 times by now bc of this. this is insane idk if you want to do this but if you are looking for straight up accuracy then it’s not a bad option

also, and this is not specific to uniforms, if you draw something enough the pieces will start to stick in your head… this happened to me with 1917 and ww1 british kits lol. i drew them so much they just stuck. knowing what layers are under a jacket, where a belt sits and what’s attached to it, the specific shape of a helmet (fuck you stahlhelms fuck you m1s AND FUCK YOU BRODIE HELMETS) and shit like that just comes with drawing them a lot. and also watching how they fit and move on an actual person is why rewatching the show is good. researching stuff also helps but i know ppl don’t always want to spend hours doing that shit if you’re just looking for a basic reference. but i’m rly into uniforms so that is fun for me!!

i’m realizing this is a lot but…… i like uniforms! thats part of why i like military history shit. its fun to think about how all the gear interacts and moves with a person! how different each country’s uniforms are and how they carry everything they need on their backs and how they change over the years! i just think its neat!

#asks #anon #reference #this is insane. i’m insane. i love uniforms.#you’ve hit my niche interest anon #i’ve made ocs simply bc i like the uniforms and wanted an excuse to draw the uniform slot #*a lot #like my highlander ocs

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pesterloglog · 5 months

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Dave Strider, Rose Lalonde

Act 6, page 5398

DAVE: whats up with the fish punk troll following kanaya around

ROSE: Seems she's passing through. Kanaya doesn't want her to cause trouble.

DAVE: cause trouble

DAVE: what the fuck could she even do here

DAVE: like kick over an old pile of garbage and cause the property value to fall even lower than jack shit

DAVE: i say let her go nuts

ROSE: Feel free to take it up with Kanaya.

ROSE: But if you authorize her to flip a bitch, just make sure she's nowhere near my chemistry table.

DAVE: yeah

DAVE: cant be droppin your vials and shit all over the floor

DAVE: the only one whos got clearance to drop science is me

ROSE: Dork.

DAVE: dont even hate

DAVE: been shoring up my muthafuckin CRAFT over here

ROSE: I know. I've been in the same room, right over there, listening to you mumble lyrics to yourself for the last couple hours.

DAVE: rose you know what sucks

ROSE: Yes.

ROSE: To which sucky thing are you referring?

DAVE: it kinda just occurred to me

DAVE: while i was spitting ill verse to no end

DAVE: i got this weird feeling that i might be getting like

DAVE: a little dated?

ROSE: Is this about Terezi?

DAVE: what

DAVE: no no

DAVE: dont be disingenuous word girl you know what im saying

DAVE: i mean sorta passe

DAVE: like a lumbering pop reference dinosaur

DAVE: remember we are both kind of stuck in 2009

DAVE: so im like popculturally frozen in that period

DAVE: all my references feel like they might be getting a little stale

DAVE: even though the earth ended and all and there was no culture after that point anyway

DAVE: but still

DAVE: i can feel it

DAVE: like in my bones

DAVE: i just know on some hypothetical earth that kept going my shit is starting to get so lame

DAVE: and i know it doesnt matter because its just us here so who cares

DAVE: but i care

DAVE: its a matter of integrity i am a fucking artist

DAVE: like i think if i make one more rap about like some fucking dane cook movie from 2008 to piss karkat off or some tired bullshit like that im going to

DAVE: i dont know

DAVE: ill just start feeling like a fraud

DAVE: my game might be drying up rose

DAVE: but its not my fault like im totally hostage to this freezedried backlog of cultural garbage that can never move forward again

DAVE: so i have to pick through it like im looting a fucking tomb while still all tryin to act RAP SASSY

DAVE: like YEAH take THAT motherfuckers

DAVE: OF THE PAST

DAVE: all in your mass graves somewhere in a dead frogiverse

DAVE: i be representing some god damn STANDARDS about your media do you feel me

DAVE: im depressing myself here

DAVE: all im saying is it would be cool to have some fresh shit to work with

DAVE: like just to know

DAVE: to know what the world would be like in the year it would be for us now

DAVE: which would be 2011 i guess

DAVE: wow 2011 really

DAVE: damn

DAVE: i just want to know what would have happened

DAVE: theres so much shit we were primed for

DAVE: it was gonna be exciting

DAVE: like barack obama just turned president remember that

DAVE: we never got to see if he fixed the economy

DAVE: remember how you were dying to see if he would fix the economy you were asking me about it every damn day

DAVE: just joking nobody gave a shit about that

DAVE: but like

DAVE: i never got to check out the next batch of stiller jams and see how bad i could mock them

DAVE: we never got to find out how the midnight crew adventure ended

DAVE: if ever

DAVE: rose

DAVE: ROSE??

DAVE: what the fuck man

DAVE: whyd you go back to your bottles and shit i was right in the thick of hella elocution

DAVE: dont give me that

DAVE: yes

DAVE: uh yeah

DAVE: yes i do ACTUALLY want you to come back over here

DAVE: im waiting

ROSE: Fine. Here I am.

DAVE: wow was that so hard

DAVE: this is what civilized people do rose they fucking talk to each other like actually in each others fucking vicinities

ROSE: You just have a tendency to go on for a while. I assumed we progressed to the traditional mumbling monologue stage of Striderian discourse.

DAVE: no thats not even a thing

DAVE: i was actually like

DAVE: trying to get your take

ROSE: Take on what.

DAVE: i dont even know

DAVE: i bet john would have stuff to say

DAVE: hes probably going through the same frozen fucking caveman from 2009 syndrome as me

DAVE: actually what am i saying the dude is a caveman from 1997

DAVE: hahaha like he could give a shit as long as hes got his cage dvds

ROSE: Oh! I saw him the other night.

DAVE: what

ROSE: In a dream. It was very brief, only a few minutes. I waved to him and then woke up.

DAVE: whoa what was he doing

ROSE: He was fighting Jack. Actually, he was doing quite well!

DAVE: oh man

DAVE: you have to tell me all about this

ROSE: I will. Later, though. I'd like to get back to work.

DAVE: ok when

DAVE: tonight?

ROSE: I have plans tonight. How about tomorrow.

DAVE: plans

DAVE: what plans

ROSE: Just some plans.

DAVE: can i come

ROSE: No!

DAVE: fuck fine

DAVE: tomorrow then

DAVE: maybe ill just dream up my own john tonight and well have an awesome time without you what do you think about that

ROSE: ...

DAVE: fu

#homestuck #dave strider #rose lalonde #homestuck act 6 #page 5398 #homestuck act 6 intermission 3 #openbound

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sotwk · 6 months

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hi!! i've kinda been going through your blog for the past few weeks and can i first say that its incredible!!! i love noodling over worldbuilding so reading all your ideas and the clear amount of thought you put into each headcanon is wonderful and very inspiring as a fellow the-woodland-realm-deserved-more-lore enthusiast haha

im fascinated by the regencies of the princes! it surprised me since ive never encountered that hc before but it makes complete logical and practical sense for a realm so large in its prime!!! i'd love to learn more about that? esp bc (at least from what i was able to find) youve only mentioned it for turhir and rly talked about arvellas's 🥺

thank you!!

Dear Anon: I love you so much! <3 I am flattered and honored and grateful you have discovered and enjoyed my Thranduil/Thranduilion content! Any interest shown in my OC Princes sends my writer's heart to the moon!

Writing my Thranduil/Mirkwood headcanon posts always take a large amount of time, research, and plotting to write. Unfortunately, they get much fewer notes compared to other "off the cuff" Thranduil metas, which kind of sucks but I've learned to make peace with it. What keeps me going is the supportive messages I receive like yours. <3

Please feel free to take whatever you might find useful from my headcanons to inspire or write into your own fics. (This applies to anyone reading this.) I have an "open source" policy on the HCs I write and don't require credit (even though a heads up would be appreciated, 'cause I'd love to see your stuff!). I just want to help fellow writers in the Tolkien fandom.

Your question about the regency of the Thranduilion princes is SUCH a great one! I actually have a WIP draft discussing the different jobs of the princes, in response to another excellent Anon ask. But your question got me so excited that literally at midnight last night I started working on an HC for that immediately. It was worth the shortened sleep, but I think I can have it completed and posted in a few hours. Since I can't tag you on it, I hope you're watching! :)

And finally...

youve only mentioned it for turhir and rly talked about arvellas's 🥺

OMG you really read through all of it, didn't you? Have I told you I love you yet?

#sotwk answers #anon asks #kind anons #sotwk headcanons #thranduil headcanons #thranduil #tolkien #the hobbit #lotr #mirkwood #mirkwood elves #silvan elves

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GMORNING !!!!! u know what time it is

EPISODE 8 TRIVIA:

- the big monster they fought in the beginning was called a Crawling Apocalypse which looks like this. terrifying !!!

- bizly really liked that william banished it. he was originally not gonna let him do that but then "i realized your character can do so little and that was cool so i said fuck it" we love william pity points he is such a loser and he rolls so terribly <3

- they start talking about one piece because grizzlys saying things abt how certain parts of dakota are inspired by luffy and bizly goes "ive never watched anime" which is the biggest lie in the world

- grizzly: "yknow we were about an hour into the episode before i realized wow i havent done anything productive yet"

condi: "you just hit on vyncents mom for like 20 minutes!!!!"

- and then they start talking about how dakota and chip (bizlys pc from riptide) would either be best friends or hate each other which is really funny bc there are now MULTIPLE what if crossover episodes where they meet and interact and thats exactly the dynamic . i love them

- condi wasnt expecting his dad to be dead, he thought theyd have to fight him

- he kind of hesitated taking the sword !! vyncent doesnt really know how to feel about using something that belonged to his father

- he wasnt entirely Present for the part where his dad betrayed the party, he was sort of fading in and out of consciousness so theres a chance he didnt actually get the full picture. condi knows this out of character and vyncent knows it in the back of his mind somewhere that his dad might not actually be fully evil but hes too angry to come to terms with that yet

- hes struggling a lot with the fact that his mom.doesnt know about the betrayal. he doesnt want to tell her because "its not his fathers pride at stake, its his mother's memory of him" and that makes me so . :(

- THE GREATS!!!!!!!! THE GREATS ARE HERE i love the greats. surely nothing bad is happening to them

- they have a couple theories as to whats going on with the greats:

-- condi: theyre in this state because vyncent took too long getting them back here out of his head

-- condi: they were killed when they got transported to the other world and there was no way to get them back completely

-- charlie: something happened in the time where vyncent was transported to prime and the greats had died, so someone did something to keep them alive by putting them in his head. maybe they could only be kept alive by being in vyncents head

- grizzly tries to insight check bizly irl to see if any of their theories are close so far. this does not work . he rolled a 17 btw

- none of them trust minerva they think she might be secretly working with the lich. bizly defends her by saying "shes also in the middle of basically an apocalypse i think shes allowed to be a little mean to you"

- le frog is the only french person ever. this is brought up with NO context no explanation

- bizly is sharing some of the thumbnail art from youtube because this was right around the time the first few episodes were being put up publically !! most of them are just the same as the official refs but the most important one is le frog bc im not actually sure if youve seen his offical design yet . also tide used to be white. we dont have to talk about white tide

- bizly says pd feels more like a DC comic than a Marvel comic. hes right about this

- charlie starts talking about marissa meyer books and this is important 2 me because the lunar chronicles was an extremely formative piece of media for me . she apparently has a book called renegades thats superhero themed and i have not read it yet but i put it on my list specifically because of this. wahoo!

tgis is SUCH good trivia for this ep thank u dude... ouagh. really solid meal here. i love these last couple episodes so much.. there's so much fun stuff happening here i'm enjoying all of the greats stuff & getting like a solid Vyncent Moment for a while.

i LOVE the william pity points its great! it WAS cool as fuck!! also i gain +5 hp every time a gm goes "who give a shit if this isn't technically how the game mechanics should work, it's fun for everyone at the table & makes for something cool and makes sense narratively."

that being said. i DID take SO MUCH PSYCHIC DAMAGE from how long dakota spent hitting on his fucking mom. Please. Please king !!! sob.

I ALSO WAS EXPECTING THEM TO FIGHT VYN'S DAD???? still not unconvinced that some lich undead bullshit isn't going to happen with that. god i'm so invested in figuring out what HAPPENED there... i love this type of murder mystery situation. & i also was genuinely unsure if he would take the sword or not!! really kind of an ohhh shit! moment when he did. imo. vyncent virion sol i love u.... also it's still INCREDIBLY funny 2 me that he's still in his normal clothes. i have not forgotten that he is just doin his fantasy bullshit thing in the just some guy drip. (<- i might have forgotten something but i've been assuming they no longer have/wear Official Hero Drip since they're no longer really sanctioned or on great terms w/ them? also i've been assuming that the episode-specific clothes & shit isn't really permanent... now that im thinking about it though please tell me wiwi hardcore blue flame black leather kickass spiky biker jacket remains. it's too cool for him. but. still.)

I LOVE THE GREATS SO MUCH... i hope nothing permanently bad happens to them :( i like them so dearly..... you know they r really solid folks because they spent a YEAR and change living in a teenager's brain & came out of the experience still bein so nice 2 him.... augh. also in general big fan of the system-adjacent bullshit :] i love it when theres. guy with guys in his head. etc. will b sad ab their departure but i hope they r OKAY and return 2 Being Alive & shit!! nervous laughter. also god i can't wait to find out what Actually Happened with them. hhrhrghghgghh.

THIS IS SO TRUE ALSO???? free my girl minerva she did nothing but have Literally Normal Reactions to TERRIBLE things happening!!!

I DON'T LIKE THAT LEFROG FACT. it raises the question of is he actually even french or like, is there even a point of reference for his behavior. like. What is going on there. Horrifying thank you!!!! also man this entire degree im working on would be useless! well. maybe prime quebec exists. somehow. independently of a hypothetical europe. HIS DESIGN IS SO FUN BTW. its so cute.. i WAS kind of imagining a mutant Big Real Fucking Frog situation but i think this is a lot more reasonable. also literally ignoring white tide I Do Not See it. It Does Not Exist.

ALSO. NOT GOING TO START TALKING AB COMICS FOR EVEN MORE PARAGRAPHS. BUT. he is so so so right. (<- dc comics guy with Opinions. well. technically im not even much of a dc guy im just a vertigo guy. but. still.) hghghghbhgh.

#ALSO... i remember reading ONE book of that series u just unlocked that memory... it was the only one our library had i think </3 #anyway. this is SO LONG but what ever... prime defenders thought dump time man im free from term paper hell i can do whaddever i want!!!#also HIII ilyyy hope u had a good day :]#mac tag!#pd lb #i need 2 start tagging these trivia ones specifically so i can go back n find em easily..#pd rolled #<- :3

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First off, I wanted to say that your spooky month oc is very cool and very spooky, I love the design.

Secondly, what’s their relationship to Bob? We see them going to the Grill and Boys restaurant to see Bon and eat burger (which is cute as hell), but how does Bob view them? He seemed “happy” (insane) when he saw them, but they looked a bit like- shocked! So really, what’s the relationship between these two? How do they see each other?

again sorry im like 12 billion years late on all the asks ive got but

so, "keegan" as an entity is actually a tulpa -- that is, basically an imaginary friend that someone believed in so much that it became self-sufficient. they're not really of any world, they just travel freely between them, yoinking some poor fucker's body and occasionally customizing them like a Mii for their short time on our barren earth.

their goal is only entertainment. they have need for very little else.

so, keegan visits this town in the middle of the ass crack of nowhere, solely because they're attuned to the metaphysical (being made of thought-stuff themself) and they can tell this town is Fucking Weird as Hell, AKA prime entertainment opportunity. and in this town, as always, their first priority is "good fucking grub", because they're a hedonist and any second without some material pleasure being experienced is a moment wasted, in their opinion. so they just went around to the shops in their funny little outfit and their funny little body they plucked from a town nearby, and end up in bob's shop, where they very promptly develop a huge crush on this guy because wow, he's fucking humungous, and keegan, being a creature of culture, loves a big fucking man.

and so they keep going back. like, longer than they usually visit any world, which is 2 weeks tops -- they probably visited bob once a week for the course of half a year, at least. just re-visiting the same bookmarked tab, seeing what's changed, reading the new chapter. and keegan is fucking weird as hell, just like, as a person, and if you know anything about living in a small town, it's that there's jack all to do, so the town weirdo sometimes becomes the town's gossip. to bob, keegan was just suddenly there, weirdness galore, and they were nice, and genuinely loved his food (even though the way they chewed it and the glances they gave him made him sweat, sometimes, the percentage of sureness that they knew what was in the meat steadily ticking up each visit), and so bob eventually started looking forward to this freak coming by. on slow days, they'd talk, each of them testing their respective waters. on fast days, keegan would sit in the corner with some sort of notepad, and their aura would get so thick, and for a few precious hours bob felt, inexplicably, like he could do anything in the world. it didn't hurt that keegan tipped heavily, or that they seemed fascinated by the morbid stories he told, prompting him to up the ante each time, unsuccessfully trying to freak them out -- and being pleasantly surprised then their response was to tell him weird stories about human flesh, too. things that no normal person should have known. details about how people reacted to pain, not just "oh, this is how most carcasses are so im going to say that humans are like that too just to try to freak him out."

it made him think, just maybe, that keegan was like him. the signs were there, none quite as huge as the fact that keegan stopped mid-chew on the first "veal" burger he ever sold them, made eye contact through the unnatural darkness of their hood... and then kept eating.

and then bob slipped up with lila and got caught.

3 years down the drain, rotting in a cell, biding his time. for the moment, that weird, entertaining little customer he kinda-sorta-liked was thrown to the back of his mind; he had far bigger concerns and far bigger angers to take out. and, in turn, having lost their favorite plaything in this particular world, keegan's visits slowed. they could tell he wasn't dead, just not where he was, and therefore settled for just checking in once or twice a year, whenever they thought of it. opening the fridge each time you walk by, looking for something that isn't there. maybe he ran away, they thought. maybe he'd realized what they were, and gotten scared. maybe the other god in that town had gotten possessive and stolen him away. (because there was another god, one far older than them but still undeniably smaller, and keegan had been tapdancing on their territory like a schoolyard bully throwing pebbles at the little kid with glasses. as always, they weren't worried about consequences. they just wanted to be entertained.)

that night, bob came after them like they were prey, and for a short time, keegan forgot that they were a god. they were too immersed in the role of the doll they were playing with, too absorbed in the VR, forgetting that their time couldn't be cut short. the natural instincts of their borrowed body screamed at them to avoid the bigger animal, because there's no way for a human body to realize that it has become bigger than it looks to its own eyes. infinite lives, infinite quarters, and yet, for just a moment, the stakes felt so real. keegan ran, and bob gave chase. it had been 3 years, and he was starving.

...but then bob recognized their voice, and suddenly 3 years hadn't passed at all. the fridge was full. the game had resumed, and yet all the rules had changed. there was no more time for them to dance around unspoken rules, two predators bonding over the corpses of smaller things. bob now had the cult to deal with, and he had his suspicions about the thing that lay in wait under keegan's clothes and skin and hair, just as they had their suspicions about the food he fed them and the stories he told. bob was desperate, on borrowed time.

it was time for them to have a talk.

#keegan talks #keegan writes #ask #to answer your question more plainly: keegan is only about as invested in bob as they'd be in flicking through tv shows #their crush died out during his time in prison #but as long as theyre entertained then theyll stay; thats the thing with them #bob on the other hand initially liked them and maybe considered them an interesting target #no contacts no family no nothing #he was just waiting for them to run out of unique dialogue; to become boring #and they never did or else he would have tried to target them sooner #now however he has his suspicions that keegan is powerful #and you know #being under the thumb of another god #keegan could help #maybe he wants them to help #maybe hes too prideful to ask even though he knows hes in over his head #and hes been in over his head for a long long time

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