#my brain is going to explode for how much i am enjoying this show

[kiwicorgii]

i finally started doctor who.. i get it now guys,, i am deep in the trenches with you , this show is insane-

#season 3 babeyyy #how did it take me SO LONG #it’s campy british time travel OFC ITS PERFECT FOR ME #my brain is going to explode for how much i am enjoying this show #but also simultaneously sobbing my eyes out #doctor who #david tennant #10th doctor #9th doctor #christopher eccleston #rose tyler #billie piper #doctor who fanart #doctor who art

[ariaste]

The Magic Trick You Didn’t See: Being An Analysis of Good Omens Season 2

(or: Neil Gaiman, Your Brain is Gorgeous But I Have Cracked Your Sneaky Little Code And Have You Dead To Rights*) (*Maybe)

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Soooooo I just spent the last 48 hours having a BREATHTAKING GALAXY BRAIN EPIPHANY about Good Omens Season 2 and feverishly writing a fuckin16,000 word essay about the incredible magic trick that @neil-gaiman pulled off. 

Yes, it’s long, but I PROMISE your brains will explode. Do you want to know how magic works? Do you want to know what Metatron’s deal is (I’m like 99% sure of this and it’s EXTREMELY FUCKING GOOD)? Do you want to know about the Mystery of the Vanishing Eccles Cakes and the big fat beautiful clue I found in the opening credits? Do you go through the whole inventory of Chekov’s Firearm & Heavy Artillery Discount Warehouse? 

Here is the essay, go read it: https://docs.google.com/document/d/193IXS11XN46lziHRb6eUpM17yK0BQkRqke1Wh64A_e0/ When ur done u can tell me I’m an insane crackpot, and u know what, i won’t even be offended

In case you don’t know whether you want to bother reading the whole enormous thing on google docs, I’ve put the first couple sections of it under the cut. JUST TRUST ME OKAY, HEAR ME OUT, THIS IS VERY EXTREMELY COOL, NEIL IS GOOD AT HIS JOB--

Proem

A dark theater. The rustling of the audience: clothes, breathing, whispers of anticipation. The lights come up. A man enters, stage left. He is a magician—a master magician—and he performs for you a magic trick so good and so subtle... that you don’t even notice you’ve seen it. 

You know there must have been a trick—after all, you came to the theater to see a trick performed, didn’t you? And he claims to be a magician. So there had to be a trick somewhere. There had to be.

But maybe there wasn’t. Maybe there was just a man on a stage, talking to you, telling you a story with a strangely unsatisfying ending you didn’t quite understand. 

I know. This is a weird beginning to an analysis essay. But hear me out, because I have to explain the mechanisms of the stage before I can show you what the trick was, where the trapdoor was hidden, and how Neil Gaiman pulled the whole thing off so gently and elegantly that you didn’t notice a thing. Ready? Here we go.

The Facts As We Know Them

Let us begin by establishing a baseline—some fundamental, logical assumptions that underpin the magic trick. These will seem obvious as soon as I say them, which is precisely the point: They are self-evident, loadbearing foundations for my entire argument, and if I don’t point them out, I’m going to sound like a crackpot conspiracy theorist. (Which! To be fair, I might be. I could easily be wrong about all this—but I don’t think I am.)

Our baseline, loadbearing assumptions that preface my Grand Unified Theory of Season 2: 

1. Neil Gaiman is extremely good at his job.

2. Neil Gaiman loves these characters and wants with all his heart to do them justice; likewise, he has a great deal of respect, love, and admiration for Terry Pratchett and is striving VERY HARD to write the show the way Terry would have been happy with.

3. The devil, as they say, is in the details: Neil Gaiman and the entire Good Omens cast/crew are fully capable of doing extremely subtle detail work, as conclusively proven in Season 1 Ep 6, specifically the whole sequence of the body-swap scenes.

With me so far? Great.

The Elephant In The Room

Season 2 was... odd. It was odd, wasn’t it. This isn’t a matter of whether you loved it or hated it—there was just something odd going on.

I spent the entirety of my first viewing very much enjoying myself and being very happy to be back with these characters and this world, but I was also liveblogging to my groupchat as I went, and a theme soon began emerging:

“Neil, what are you doing? Where are you going with this?” “What in god’s name is going on here? I’m so lost lmao.” “What is going on with the music situation?” “WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE NEIL” “zombies, ok, I trust u to pull this all together in the end, Neil, but I still don't know what you're up to” “What is going on LOL” “Incredibly what is going on here” “NEIL! WHAT IS HAPPENING!” “Literally what is happening” “Neil Gaiman why have you constructed a regency au for mystery VIBES reasons” “just????????? lesbians????????? dancing what's HAPPENING. just all the background characters are gay here ok sure sure sure NEIL GAIMAN WHAT IS HAPPENING--” “mmmmmmm neil what u doin”

All these are copied verbatim from my liveblogging, and apparently I am not the only one to have this reaction. And to be clear, I was having a good time! I came out to this theater to see a magic trick, and this Neil Gaiman guy on stage is a master magician—but I didn’t see the trick, even though there must have been a trick. 

At first, I wasn’t sure how I felt about the season. I wanted to like it! Indeed, there were many things that I liked about it! But I felt a bit muddled and jumbled up and confused—I felt like there was something I didn’t understand about it, and so I couldn’t yet understand how I felt about it either.

I started chewing on this question in a friend’s DMs: Why is season 2 so fucking odd? What is going on here, Neil? What are you up to? The matter of whether he was up to something was never in question. I knew that he had to be up to something. Writers are always up to something, and as I watched season 2, it was as if I was watching Neil scamper around the room with a mischievous expression as he messed with things here and there and made little tweaks and adjustments to the arrangement of all the Chekov’s guns he’s stockpiling on the mantelpiece. 

You see, Season 2 has some very bad writing in it. HANG ON, DON’T ARGUE WITH ME YET! THIS IS NOT A JUDGMENT CALL!! This is the rug that the trick’s secret mechanism is hidden under!!! This is the hidden mirror that makes the trick work!!!!! This is the trapdoor in the stage!

Yes, of course I will explain myself.

Neil Gaiman is a master magician, but I am a pretty damn good magician myself—I’m a professional fantasy author who has published nine books, and I teach workshops for apprentice writers online and at universities—and if there is one thing I have learned about the process of achieving mastery of your craft, it is this: 

Regardless of what medium they’re working in, the apprentice artist is concerned primarily with achieving realism via an expansion of their control—control of their brush strokes as they paint a photorealistic eye; control of their deck of cards, the mechanisms of their magic tricks, and where the audience’s attention is being directed; control of all the little factors of voice, plot, character, setting, suspense and surprise that go into writing a good story. However, the master artist has achieved that control—so much so that it often looks effortless to an untrained eye—and sometimes the master artist returns to a messy, amateurish style simply because they have control even over this too. 

As an example, consider Picasso and his entire body of work. He begins as an apprentice focused on achieving control, doing portraits of people that look like people—like what we expect a portrait of a person to look like. Then, as he grows in skill and gradually achieves mastery, he pulls away from realism. He develops a style, he experiments with faces that don’t look like any human alive  colored in ways that do not appear in nature. He expands his control. His work becomes abstract. Towards the end of his life, he starts experimenting with what’s called “Naive art”, something that a 5 year old could theoretically draw... but you have to achieve mastery before you can do it on purpose and have it look good. 

On one hand, Neil Gaiman is extremely good at his job. On the other hand, Season 2 has bad writing in it.

What does that tell us?

Well, we know from our Baseline Assumptions that Neil Gaiman is simply too good of a writer to fuck up through garden-variety clumsiness and lack-of-control the way an apprentice writer would. Additionally, he cannot fuck up by accident in this case because I am positive that the man is scrutinizing his work on Good Omens far too closely to let anything slide—for Crowley and Aziraphale’s sakes, for David and Michael’s sakes, and especially for Terry’s sake. The stakes are sky-high, and he cares too much to write a weird, kind of “bad” season by accident.

Which leaves only one option: He did it on purpose.

(Am I sounding like a crackpot conspiracy theorist? Baby, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet. I’m gonna get SO MUCH MORE CRACKPOT.)

If he did it on purpose, then the natural question to ask is: WHY!?!?!??

It’s a great question. Not “Why?” in terms of why he as an individual person with emotions would decide to do that, mind you. More like, “What purpose does this serve for the structure of the narrative?” There is a story he is intending to tell, and out of all the choices he could have possibly made, for some reason this one was necessary and correct in order to achieve that end goal—so what was that reason?

See? Intentionality. He knows exactly what details he left in, and he did it on purpose. (Editing! It’s important!)

So there has to be a reason. It’s like when a master magician “casually” rubs an itch on his nose—why did he do that? What is he sneakily slipping into his mouth by hiding it under the excuse of this little gesture that does not even register to you as meaningful? (If you haven’t watched enough stage magic to know what I mean, watch this.)

This question is, of course, impossible to simply answer out of thin air without any further evidence. It is a dead end—so we must adjust the question and come at it from a different angle.

The one I settled on when I was chewing on this was: Well, okay, what do I mean when I say “bad writing”? What is it about S2 that makes it feel so goddamn odd?

The Pledge, The Turn, and... The Conspicuous, Expectant Silence

There are three parts to a magic trick: Pledge, Turn, Prestige. 

First, the Pledge: You show the audience something ordinary. Second, the Turn: You make that ordinary thing do something extraordinary, like vanish. Third, the Prestige: You bring the ordinary thing back.

To quote the 2006 film The Prestige just after its explanation of the first two parts: “You want to be fooled. But you wouldn’t clap yet, because making something disappear isn’t enough. You have to bring it back.”

You have to bring it back.

When I teach apprentice writers, I call this a “setup-payoff cycle”. Achieving control and dexterity with this tool is crucial, because the setup-payoff cycle is the engine of the story—it’s what makes the story run. You can have a setup-payoff cycle at any scale—I have read ones that were a single sentence long; I’ve read ones that were two books long. Additionally, all jokes, no matter how long they are, are structured on a setup/payoff cycle. These cycles work precisely the same way a magic trick does:

You set up the audience’s expectations. (Optional but generally considered stylish and elegant: You give those expectations a firm jolt to throw the audience off-balance.) You pay off the audience’s expectations in a way they weren’t expecting, while saying “TA DA!!!!” really loud with your arms flung wide.

Audiences really like this. A setup-payoff cycle executed just right makes the audience’s brains light up like Times Square and hammers on their mental “reward” buttons like nothing else. It’s like you’ve personally handed them a cookie and a gold star. They go wild for this.

Here’s an example of a setup-payoff cycle, though it’s not a perfect one—and you’ve probably heard it before, so you’re not going to be throwing chairs and tearing down the theater from sheer glee:

The Setup: Knock knock. Who’s there? Banana. Banana who? The Jolt: (the joke starts over and repeats several times without reaching the payoff (aka the prestige) while the audience grows more and more annoyed and frustrated about the unfulfilled expectations, until finally...) Knock knock. Who’s there? Orange. Orange who? The Payoff: ORANGE YOU GLAD I DIDN’T SAY BANANA?

Good Omens Season 2 feels so fucking odd because the setup-payoff cycles are incomplete—nearly all of them are, and the ones that do close the loop do so in really weird ways which, as a professional author, make me feel kind of, “Bwuh?????? But where’s my cookie? Excuse me??? Sir???? Neil????? My cookie, tho???”

When I realized this, when I finally put my finger on why the whole season was giving me some uncanny valley heebie-jeebies, a chill ran down my spine. (The rest is here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/193IXS11XN46lziHRb6eUpM17yK0BQkRqke1Wh64A_e0/ I’M GOING TO GO STARE INTO THE ABYSS NOW BYE)

#good omens #good omens season 2 #ineffable husbands #neil gaiman

[arkiliastuff]

Always You

One shot | Noah Sebastian x Female Reader

Warnings : Fluff, a tsundere/upset Reader and a teasy Noah. (I can't deal with this man anymore he's too hot I can't stop thinking about him)

A/N : First of all, I wasn't planning on writting another one shot about Noah soon, but guess what plans changed. Also I didn't expect to be this long again, but how bizarre when it comes to Noah it gets longer...👀 And it turns out I like this fanfic very much 😌 Plus, listening After You by Meg Myers actually helped me a lot in the writting process. Hope you'll enjoy it ! :D

~ The little bean Taglist : @talialovesmiw

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You were walking back from the bar you were at, during the evening. You walked fast, irritated. Noah was a few feet behind you, looking at you with a grin on his face as he loved seeing you pouting and being flustered.

He teased you during the whole party, getting each time closer to your face as you tried to hide it, crimson red. You weren’t able to focus on anything else. You tried to talk to the other guys who were here, enjoying the break of a night party at the bar like you all used to do when they were back from touring. But you couldn’t even have a chat with any of them for more than five seconds. Noah was always by your side, putting an arm on your shoulder, or kept looking at you with his smile killing you each time.

He also knew and felt when you were watching him. While you were pretending to talk with the boys, you saw him in the corner of your eye, flipping his hair back from his face. This was something that always makes you lose your mind. This guy was completely draining every brain cell of your brain, the thought of him never leaving your mind. You were mad at him. He was teasing you way too much. That was unfair. Since he knew you had a crush on him, but tried to hide or deny it in front of him, he kept acting like that. You felt like he was only playing with your feelings and that’s why you were angry.

He knew how handsome he was to you and you were losing it. And so, during the party, you decided to leave because you couldn’t handle Noah anymore. You were about to explode if he went closer to you once more, your lips getting close every time. You were out of breath. You needed fresh air. So you left, telling the guys you were going home. And guess who decided to accompany you? Yes. Him. Noah. When he saw you leaving, he followed you, his stupid grin still on his sexy face. You let out an angry groan to hide how you were so flustered by his presence. And here you were again, walking fast in front of him trying to put some distance, but he quickly caught you up.

“Mad at me, princess ?” He said while walking by your side, still smirking.

You couldn’t take his teasing game anymore. You had to say something, otherwise, you were going to collapse at your feet. That’s the last thing you wanted to show him. Being vulnerable in front of him and admitting his teasy flirting was working so much on you. But you tried to keep it together, your anger helping you to hide a bit longer how you were drawn to him.

“Yes, I am !” You let out, angry.

“Oh? Why? What did I do ?” He said, acting innocently.

“You !!--” You clenched your fist, restraining yourself to punch his beautiful face “You know exactly what you were doing the whole night.”

“Well, you tell me.” He kept smiling.

You inhaled, getting ready for what you were about to say. You stopped walking, in the middle of the road, facing him, still with your red cheeks.

“No matter what I do, trying to talk to the others or even doing nothing, I always think about you. It’s always you. You. Over and over again. It always has been. You’re so selfish, Noah. I can’t get you out of my head. It’s been months since I have a big ass crush on you, and everyone seemed to know it before I told any of them. But you, you didn’t realize it until, God knows when, and now you’re playing with me! And I’m tired of this !! Just tell me what you want already !”

This sounded more like a confession than being angry at him. But you actually wanted to tell him your feelings for a long time. You were madly in love. So much that seeing his perfect face hurted you so much. You didn’t know how you could keep this up when you were hanging out with him and the boys. He was occupying every single one of your thoughts and dreams. You had to tell him at some point. You weren’t planning on getting angry at him. Yet, he really did push you to the edge. Somehow, he seemed to not mind you getting angry at him. He actually loved it. He kept his stupid smirk, like he knew you were giving up on avoiding him or pretending his teasing didn’t affect you. He leaned to your height, looking straight into your eyes.

“Well, I’m glad you only think about me. That’s all I’ve ever wanted.” He said quietly, teasing you once again.

If you weren’t red enough, well you were purplish red, like a tomato about to explode. You felt every inch of your body burning, of anger or desire, or probably both. He had such a hold on you that you knew it was useless to fight or try to struggle with him. He always won and always will. Even if you already lost this battle with him, you tried not to admit your defeat as you crossed your arms against your coat.

“You’re still playing with me, are you? I knew it. You don’t feel anything for me, you just want to see me being madly in love with you to flatten your ego ?” You accused him.

He shook his head, still smiling at you but more genuinely this time.

“I’m teasing you to only see your reactions, pushing you a bit more to the edge, because I love seeing your cute face when you’re angry…” He said softly, still seductively teasing you.

He brushed his thumb on your red hot cheek, his cold gloved touch surprised you.

“... But I’m not playing with you or with your feelings. I will never. You’re too precious to me. I care for you, Y/N. I really do.”

You felt your heart flinch when he spoke your name so softly, his touch and words soothing you that made you uncross your arms.

“I guess, I’m also the one in denial who didn’t want to admit my feelings for you” He kept saying more gently “ Will you forgive me ?”

He put both of his hands on your cheeks, waiting for your answer. Was this real? You weren’t sure anymore as he teased you way too much. So you returned him the favor.

“Well… I’ll forgive you if you really mean what you’re saying to me.” You faked a pout.

He grinned again, loving you being the little brat you were.

“And what if I showed you that I really mean it ?” He said.

“Then do it, before I do it myself.” You said firmly, anticipating what was going to happen.

He smiled as he leaned closer to you, finally meeting your lips. You’ve been waiting for this, for so long. He probably had too, since how he pulled you closer against him, his strong arms caging you, deepening the kiss. This was even better than you expected, despite being in the middle of the street, people passing by behind you. But neither of you paid attention to the surroundings. It was just the two of you. You kept kissing each other until you were both out of breath. But you wanted more, you craved him.You wanted to taste his lips again. And as you stared at his darkened eyes you could tell he wanted to. The only thing that was pushing you back to go further was.. well processing your real first kiss with him. And also your own hesitation to keep going like this. Noah could see the messy blushing look on your face and he couldn’t stop smiling at the sight, with you in his arms, brushing slowly your fingers on his cheek.

“Finally giving up your shell ?” He teased once more.

You rolled your eyes in exasperation.

“And I see you’re not done teasing me, are you ?” You replied back.

“I’m not and I won’t stop. This is just the beginning. I’ll keep teasing you all night, baby.” He smirked.

You blushed at the idea of what he might do, but you forced yourself to not think about it.

“Ugh… Why am I not surprised? I should’ve expected that from you. You’re so annoying.” You pouted, raising your eyebrows.

To his dismay, you left his embrace, infuriated again and turned your back on him.

“That’s it. I’ve had enough. I’m coming home.” You let out, upset and tired of his teasing.

Yet Noah wasn’t done. It took him a few steps to catch you again. He grabbed you lightly by the wrist, stopping you from leaving. Then, he pulled you close to him, holding you from behind with his arms around your waist. Feeling his warmth in your back made you sweat as your body’s heat was increasing quickly.

“What the..? What are you doing ??” You stumbled, blushing again and almost ready to fight him.

“Don’t leave just yet.” He whispered to your ear “Let me hold you for two seconds. Then I’ll walk back home with you."

You expected him to tease you again but he seemed more sincere and serious this time.

“Fine…” You capitulated “But no more teasing, alright ?”

“Hmm.. No promises.” He mouthed, hiding his face in your neck.

You grumbled a bit before releasing the pressure and exasperation of his teasing, actually enjoying the cuddle. His breath was soothing you as he was inhaling the sweet perfume of your hair. Both of you stood in the middle of the road, hearing the cars passing by during this cold night. You were glad Noah was there. Indeed, he was keeping you warm, his huge body covering yours like a blanket. Two seconds had passed but you wanted to stay like this a bit longer, despite the cold getting through your thighs. Noah felt you were shivering and that’s when he decided to break his embrace.

“Come on, let me walk you home. At this rate, you’re going to freeze to death.” He said, gently holding your hand.

His tender touch caught you off guard but you didn’t complain. As long as you could be a little longer with him, that’s all that mattered. You looked at his gloved hands, so big compared to yours intertwined with his. Then you looked at Noah, staring at his profile and how he looked so gorgeous no matter which angle.

“That’s so unfair.” You mumbled in your scarf, hiding your red face.

“What’s unfair ?” He asked, looking at you, amused again.

“You…” You began and continued “You are so unfair. I cannot comprehend how you can be such a teasy fool and be so gentle at the same time ?!”

He smiled, with the kind of smile he always does. The one that showed his perfect teeth and the curve of his cheeks going up, making all of his traits harmonize together. The kind of smile that always made you melt. With that, he let out a soft chuckle, which sounded like a sweet melody to your ears. God, how much you loved seeing his genuine smile on his face and hearing his laugh.

“I guess, it’s just the way I am.” He replied, simply.

You were not really convinced by this answer though.

“You’re just surreal. Like you’re coming out of a dream.” You stated.

“Yet, I’m right here, Y/N. Right next to you.”

Your hand still in his, he gently put the tip of your knuckles to his lips, leaving the sweetest kiss you ever had.

“See? Is that enough to prove it to you ?” He smiled, satisfied to see you red as a traffic light again.

“Um... I guess so…” You stammered, avoiding his gaze, too much flustered for your own good.

The way back to your flat went well somehow. At first, you felt awkward about the silence between the two of you, but seeing that Noah didn’t mind it did ease you. He was enjoying this peaceful moment with you. Even if you were less tense around him, you were still processing what happened. All of his teasy behavior and him admitting his feelings for you was quite a lot to assimilate. You didn’t expect it to be that mutual.

As you were lost in your thoughts, you didn’t realize you had arrived at your front door until Noah told you.

“We’re here.” He spoke softly.

You felt your heart ache when you were about to let go of his hand. He took his time, as he didn’t want to let go either. You remained silent though, not knowing what to say or to do.

“Well… I’ll see you next time. Good night.” He said.

Panic started to rise in your chest, your heart beating so fast, as you saw him about to leave.

What did he mean by “next time” ? He couldn’t leave you like that.  You wanted to see him as much as you could before he went back touring… And God knows when he’ll be back.

Without any other hesitation, you rushed to him and grabbed a piece of his black coat sleeve.

“Wait..! Can’t you stay a bit longer? At least… stay here for the night. You can sleep on my couch and you can go back in the morning. If you want.. of course.” You begged.

You stuttered at your words at the end, not sure if your request was appropriate. You lowered your head, staring at your feet as the embarrassment rose. You kept holding his sleeve, not letting him go this time. Noah turned around and leaned a bit to cup your face so you could look at him.

“Look who’s the needy one this time.” He mused, making you blush “Sure, I’ll stay with you. I’m fine sleeping on the couch.”

Your heart skipped a beat as he accepted your offer. You just nodded at him, smiling nervously as the both of you entered your apartment. You took off your coat and scarf before leaving your boots in the doorway. Noah did the same while following you in your living room. You started to put more cushions, a pillow and a blanket on the couch that you took from your closet. Then, you realized how small your couch was compared to Noah.

“Actually, I’ve realized that it might be better for you to sleep in my bed than here...”

He looked at you, tilting his head on his left, smiling at you.

“Oh ? How interesting. You want me so badly in your bed, huh ? You could have just asked right away, you know.”

You stepped back, waving your hands at him to undo the teasing he was doing to fluster you even more.

“No, no ! Erm.. I just don’t want you to hurt your back or anything… You know what, I’ll sleep on the couch myself."

“Or… If your bed is big enough for the two of us, we can sleep together.” He teased, getting closer to you.

Oh, no. Why did you invite him to your place again ? Right. Because you love him.

“I’ll promise I’ll behave.” he smirked.

Your eyes widened before stepping a little from him, trying to get yourself together.

“Well, you better be ! Or I’m kicking you out of the bed.” You warned him.

“Deal.” He chuckled.

Once you set up your bed with Noah’s help, you went into the bathroom to get changed into more comfortable pajamas. Not like you were nervous about how ridiculous it would look or not like you cared about Noah’s opinion either. He said he wasn’t going to do anything. Yeah, it was better to keep it that way. For now. Too many things happened during this night. You were barely realizing he was here, at your house, sleeping in your bed with you. As you were brushing your teeth, you were overthinking the situation. Come on, get yourself together! But how could you remain calm as the man you’ve always dreamt about was here now ?

You spat your toothpaste before washing your mouth and heading back to your room. Noah was sitting at the edge of it, undressing his black coat and his dark sweater, just to be comfortable in his turtleneck shirt. You never imagined a man could look that good in a turtleneck shirt. Timidly, you cleared your throat, interrupting your own fantasies.

“Sorry, I don’t have any other clothes that would fit you. But I have an extra tooth brush, in the bathroom’s small cabinet, if you want…”

He smiled at you so lovingly, putting his cheek in the palm of his tattooed hand, visibly moved by your concern.

“Worried about my well-being, are we ? How thoughtful of you.” He grinned

“Well.. Yeah..! What about it ?”

“I think it’s adorable.” He said softly, a large smile still curling his lips.

“Oh, shut up and go to the bathroom already !” You gave up.

He stood up and went to the bathroom, brushing his teeth. A few minutes later, he lied down in the bed next to you. You tried to hide your smile in the blanket, as you were getting close to him.

“Happy to see me, here ?” He said, amused to see your happy face.

You nodded shyly as an approval, making him grin again. You got closer to him, facing his covered torso before lifting up your chin to gaze at him.

“So… When are you going back touring ?” You asked.

“In two days. I’ll help everyone get everything packed up tomorrow. Which is why I’ll leave early when the morning comes” He replied quietly.

You felt a bit sad, imagining him leaving already, but that was a thought for later. You rolled a bit more with the blankets, like a sushi.

“Thank you for staying tonight, Noah.” You mumbled after a short silence.

“My pleasure, sweetheart." He responded softly while stucking a strand behind your ear.

His gentle touch made you melt again. You snuggled a bit closer to him feeling his warmth and breathing his cologne. How relaxing it was. Noah wrapped his arms around your back, pulling you close to him.

“Goodnight.” He said, leaving soft kisses on your forehead.

As you were going to sleep, you barely heard him. And also you hardly remembered saying “ ‘Love you” to him.

When you woke up, early in the morning, the other side of the bed was empty. You put your hand on the mattress, hardly feeling Noah’s warmth. He left early as he said last night. You couldn’t help but feel a bit melancholic as you stroke the bedsheets to remember his presence. You missed him already. Then, under your touch, you found a piece of clothing, hidden under the blanket. You recognized it. It was Noah’s sweater. The one he was wearing last night. As you were wondering why he left it, your phone buzzed on the nightstand next to you. Curious, you picked it up.

Noah : Thank you for the night, princess. The bed was comfortable with you cuddling me. You can keep the sweater as a souvenir. Love you too.

You let out a small laugh while you read his message, holding his sweater close to you. You could still inhale Noah’s perfume, as if he was still with you.

“Idiot…” You murmured to yourself with a smile.

He sure was a teasy idiot but you loved him so much. It was impossible for you to get him out of your head. And you liked it that way.

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[monsterfuckerconfessions]

I just woke up from such a hot dream-- I've never had anything like it-- and I can still feel how wet and throbbing I am as I write this.

I dreamed I was a dog-like beast of some kind-- an enormous dog, I thought at first, but then realized I must be a hellhound, because of the girl. I was tied to her soul and she couldn't get rid of me. Every time she slept I would be there.

At first I was just around her, in the bedroom, growling on the bed, but then I realized... I could fuck her. That was a thought I had in the dream. And then the rest of the dream was about brutally raping this woman as a massive hellhound.

I leapt on top of her and trapped her underneath my weight, humping furiously as she screamed, and my cock caught on the rim of her asshole and I forced it in, splitting her tight little virgin ass open. She screamed and screamed as my cock slid in, endless inches of slick red shaft. It was thick and she was tight and it was so fucking good.

I was so horny, so desperate to have my cock all the way in that I didn't care about her pain-- in fact, it made me harder-- and I slammed into her over and over again, trying to force my cock in balls deep. I ground down, shoving my cock in so deep that it unbent her colon, sliding into her guts and stretching them out, and when I was finally in I fucked her like that, ruthlessly raping her guts so hard she could feel it moving in her belly.

It was hot and furious and selfish and greedy, and it fractured the way dreams do, with the scene breaking and skipping forward and back. I had to catch and pin her repeatedly, force my way into her body over and over, sometimes fucking her ass and sometimes her cunt. Sometimes she was on her back and I had a human-enough mouth to suck on her tits, but mostly she was face-down and shrieking into the bed as I ravaged her asshole.

And then something shifted as I realized I'd been raping this woman in her sleep for years. Surely she was used to it by now, wasn't she? And the next time I climbed on the bed and on top of her, my massive body covering her naked one, she just moaned and whimpered.

You know me, I said, somehow. You know what this is. You like it by now, don't you? Let me show you what I like best. It wasn't conscious; it was just what my brain said, as the hellhound. I knew she would hate enjoying it and I wanted to make her cum.

I grabbed her hips with paw-hands and slid my cock into her cunt. My entire weight forced it in so deep I must have been in her womb, making her whimper. When I fucked her deep and slow like that, I knew her clit was rubbing on the bed underneath. This is good, I said, or like this-- and I lifted her hips up, driving in faster and harder, humping her like the dog I was and making her feel like she was an animal too.

But it's best like this, I thought, and dragged her backward to the edge of the bed so she was bent over it, knees on the floor, and I lined up my cunt-wet cock with her asshole and impaled her all the way, slow and ruthless, making her whimper and beg for me to stop even as it made her clit throb.

It was the best way to rape her, to get all the way in, to go balls deep on every stroke and fuck up her guts as much as possible-- and to finally get my knot in, I realized. Pumping her ass slow and hard, I felt my knot growing. Felt her thighs shaking as she got closer to cumming, whimpering with humiliated shame at being ass-fucked into orgasm by a hellhound.

Just like that, I growled, setting my teeth in her shoulder, holding her hips in my paws so I could thrust in every inch, popping my knot in and out and rubbing her clit on the bed-- because we were so close to cumming and her clit was my clit, my cock was her cock, both wanting nothing more than to use her asshole until she orgasmed so hard her toes curled, until my balls exploded and I pumped her guts full of endless hot cum, thrusting and humping and fucking her through it until every drop was out, every bit spent, my cock left soft and throbbing with pleasure as it slowly slid out of her used, ruined hole...

(and then I woke up.)

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#monsterfucker confessions

[onyourhyuck]

Obvious. | L.DH

— Prologue: “Isn’t it obvious to you that I like you?”

— Summary: You and Haechan are friends from Kindergarten and he really likes to tease you.

— Genre: Childhood friends trope. Wholesome romance content. Donghyuck shows his love through teasing. Hard to get y/n trope.

— Notes: Part 2 anyone?

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“Yah Lee Haechan.”

You made your way over to the taller boy standing on the road about to cross over however you happen to be in the same area now since you’re alone, you didn’t quite feel like becoming a loner just yet. You call over the boy who wore a white simple shirt and had his pair of glasses on making him look outwardly smart and hugely attractive but it didn’t cross your mind until he spoke back raising his eyebrows around when he saw you.

He really wasn’t expecting to see you today.

Unlike any other encounter this one was no different from any other meeting you had with the boy all your life. A giggle leaves his lips and a decently long sharp smile appears on his pleasant face. “Heyyyy y/n…nnynynnnn.” He said causing your name to sound longer syllables with his tongue, you know he did this to purposely make you feel like the centre of attention. You hated his teasing the most. “What are you doing?” He would ask you.

You sigh out loud. “Say my name properly!” You terror back softly at least a singular name pronounced right would be so much better you’re praying for it unlike the boy who enjoys seeing a little torment on your face. “I’m here to ask what you are doing.” You say back.

And just like that Haechan got his sole enjoyment on purposely upsetting you by mispronouncing your name or even singing it to your ears to cause you to cringe so hard you could explode, Haechan smirks.

“Huh….? Why? Am I a servant…?” He said doting out bullet points at you. He never obeys to you, he never listens to what you tell him to do, you should know better all these years knowing he wouldn’t stop annoying you.

He smirks though feeling slightly nicer to you today, who knows why. “But fineeeee. I’m just standin’ here doin nothing really! What about you?”

You glare clearly not in the exact scenario you wish to be let’s be honest, it’s not like you had a choice but to come here, you wouldn’t want to be alone. Any company is good company, but you’re starting to think maybe you were better off being alone considering Haechan’s way with you right now. “I’m unfortunately here because of my friend left to go home so now I’m bored and stuck with you.”

Curse your friend for bailing out and leaving to go home early considering you were planning a day out however it leaves you being stranded and alone now with no one but your kindergarten follower from your childhood that you so solely blame yourself on getting involved with.

Seeing how bummed and disappointed you are with his company he couldn’t help but find enjoyment in this and therefore he carries on your business and life with a passionate high pitch teasing tone put on your face.

“Awhhhhhh… How dare they leave you here with me…They must not like you that much.” He would begin to say fake pouting to make you feel even more miserable about how you ended up stuck with a guy like him again. “Well …How long till they come back?”

You murmur. “Not sure but it’s okay.” You can deal with it it’s not going to be the end of the world forever with or without your friend. You sat down on the curb floor humming as he watches you keenly at the corner of his eyes, a trailing memory in your brain starts to relive in front of your eyes like a flashback. You smile now reimagining the memory. “Remember how we used to go to the park and play hide and seek all the time?”

It was a slow pacing walk down the memory lane as you brought back endless after images on his brain now that Haechan goes to remember instantly what you were speaking about.

“Hehe Yeah it was really fun.” He says with a smile. “Who says we can’t play it now?”

Your head twists around, was he suggesting what you were thinking or was it just you getting ahead of yourself? “Should we go to the park?” You grin as he nods at you. “Let’s go.” You reply back.

You were both in for the idea suddenly to go on a spontaneous trip down to a childhood engraved park that holds many memories to the both of you, who doesn’t like to reinvent themselves back to the past? Haechan and you were both as keen on the idea as the other was. It wasn’t just you as little more excited than the other. You were both equally in for the idea. Haechan says smiling walking crossing the road alongside you suddenly you see him running.

‘Why is he running?’ You said finding it awfully sudden.

“Let’s go then, I’m going to beat youu….” The boy ahead of you running with a head start smiles watching you linger behind and now you were pumping through competitiveness in the air surrounding you like a large bubble.

If there’s one thing you know about your relationship with Haechan is that you are both so competitive it could lead to deaths of people round you. It sounds like an exaggeration, maybe it is but it seems and feels like it could lead to callus damage.

You stare starting to run up after the boy in the white loose shirt and short sleeves and those black sweatpants casually hugging his legs so nicely. “No you won’t beat me!” You shout determined.

Haechan laughs. “I will I will!”

He was chasing after you when you manage to overtake him as he took a minute to see you fly past him with your speed but just as much he had a plan to defeat and overthrown you he was wasting for the moment you start to get tired and when you did you felt your speed simmering down like a boiling pan on the stove. Now you were overtaken by Haechan who runs past you with full speed, he was waiting for you to slow down that’s all.

“Hey!” You shout in disbelief running after him once more, so much for the effort you put in your first run to use all your power.

“C’monnnn… Can’t you run faster?” You hear him laugh. “I’m gonna win for sure.” He says full of confidence now and you were somehow doubting your winning position now.

“I won’t let you win!” You told him again catching up behind the boy finally but whenever you were closer to him he speeds up rushing away from your grasp. “You’re not gonna catch me!” He shouts.

He won’t let you, Haechan’s determined to see you lose and he loves winning more than anything. “FASTER Y/N OR IS THAT ALL YOUR SHORT LEGS CAN GO?” He would point at your indifference between his long legs and your shorter once running the speed you could go max to.

You want to tell him not everyone is blessed with long model legs and not everyone is ninety percent legs like he is but you hold your tongue and thoughts, you restrain yourself from thinking that.

‘Oh my god he’s so freaking fast what the heck?’

When looking behind the long length distance between you and him he slows down letting you catch up to him halfway as he was holding his gentle soft laugh at you, he finally escapes it out when you slowly pull over and pant holding your knees. God who knew running could take such a strain? And who knew Haechan was a literal track star in disguise? When he slows down to let you meet him at the halfway point you look up panting and he questions your expression that screams to him you are exhausted already.

“Are you tired already?…”

“No-no I’m not. Geez how did you get so fast.” You softly pant. “Oh look the park is right there though!” You say with a wide smile.

Ahead of your sight as your gazed following the familiar park from your memories looked the same still to this day. It has a blue slide, red swings and a jungle climbing set for children that would climb for days and hours simply to find competition.

Haechan chuckles. “Hehe…you’re already puffed out.” You ignore his words but you were honestly puffed out to the point you feel like you ran a marathon.

“We’re here now you’re going down. Just you wait…” He says warning you.

However you start running first ahead taking the first lead to him leaving Haechan to be left behind you as you’re running towards the blue slide to touch it to claim that you won first by being there. “WELL IM NOT LETTING YOU WIN THIS SO.” you exclaim but Haechan exclaims even louder to match your tone of competitiveness.

“OH YEAH! TRY AND CATCH UP THEN.” He runs after you. He won’t go easy on you, he never will be going easy on you because he knows how much of a sore loser you can be.

You laugh a little finding this sort of entertaining to see him behind you struggling now. “Come on then slow poke!”

He runs faster catching through. “HEY. I’m not a slow poke!” He hurls. “Don’t you dare call me one!”

“Slow-poke-slow-poke…. Hhehe” you made your way into the park watching the slide with determination behind your widen eyes so hard focusing on touching it midway with your hand nearly on it.

“I’m not a slow poke! So rude.”

Haechan sighs, running into the park after you. The nickname you given him was proven to be irritating but then again you’re teasing him and usually it’s his job to be teasing you!

“Stoop! Just you wait…”

But even if you were there first Haechan was racing through the course catching up to you at immense speed and you turn around expecting him to be far away but no he was right behind you almost.

You exclaim. “AH HOW ARE YOU SO FAST?”

He smirks right at you finding your reaction to be gravely amusing to the core it’s exactly what he needs to see from you that and your defeated expression saying how wrong you are for even challenging him at this.

It’s like you should know better of all people you know him the longest but you’re still talking your shit like you’re better, he thinks you must enjoy losing at this point so much.

“What’s the matter? You tired…?” He said smirking ear to ear devilishly striking you from behind. “Why don’t you give up? You know imma beat you anyway at this.”

“I’ll never let you do that, you know this.” You stubbornly jog away to the slide when he was blocking your entrance trying to tackle you away from touching the blue slide that’s going to settle your victory. “I will touch that slide and prove I am the winner to you!”

“You sure? I think you need to slow down before you get hurt if I’m being honest.” Haechan’s lips tut at you finding your really big need to defeat to be adorable at trying but he was convinced it was pointless to hopelessly dream because he will end up crushing that same dream.

He laughs. “But fine. I’ll catch up to you anyways.” No matter he didn’t complain seeing you head straight ahead thinking you will secure your win now you’re panting at this point heavily as your hands reach for it.

But the minute your hands were meant to be on that slide touching it to bring you victorious the boy flung you on the side pushing you out the way like you’re a piece of feather compare to him and he touches the slide with a winning smirk knowing he won and you have lost now thanks to not being quicker than him. You heard him celebrate aloud.

“Haha! I touched it first Y/n.” He slants crossing the arms proudly and seeing you standing there with your eyes widen and a very angry expression.

And you know what that means when you’re angry you go and throw a large tantrum he knows and remembers it all so well. “Hey! Lee Donghyuck you’re a cheater!” You fell on the ground as your legs feel like complete jelly. You put all that hard working effort and you’re pouting in disbelief at the boy. He pulled out a dirty trick to win because he knew he doesn’t stand a chance with your stubbornness now.

With your shock face Donghyuck laughs, heck you even pulled out his full name card he couldn’t believe it you must be very angry, no, bewildered and even enraged by his dirty actions right now.

“I knew you’d react like that.” He laughs once more. “You’re too easy… anyway, I win!”

You focus your eyes into a tight glare at the boy standing back up dusting yourself from the ground as your legs regain their strength once again.

“You’re a jerk you know that? Ugh. Remind me to never race you again.” You state throughly your teeth chattering together because you really wanna bite that smirk off his face, he was finding this not only a successful but also your failure and despair was the result he enjoys the most.

“What…? What’s wrong? Don’t be such a bad sport. I won fair and square!” He laughs defending his honour now. “I’m not a jerk, I just like winning.” You hear him say again.

‘A jerk who likes winning. Same thing.’ You thought.

“Don’t laugh at me.” You turn around going to the swings and take a seat on them for a while. “Ugh whatever— you cheated still. It doesn’t change the fact you cheated to win.”

“How is that cheating?” He enquires playfully following you with his eyes where you go and sat on the swing with your hateful gaze that is touring him apart. Sometimes he loves the way you look at him like he was nothing but the least person in the world you’d rather spend your time with. He knows you can’t stay away from him though.

He asks you crossing his arms across the chest. “The rules are that anyone could do anything to beat the other. That’s what makes the game FUN.”

You bluntly reply rolling your eyes. “Says who?”

The boy quickly laughs retorting as if it wasn’t obvious who it was. “Me. I’m the one who won. Deal with it.” He really thinks you should suck it up already. “I always win at this game. You better not think of challenging me again.”

“God I hate when you have the last word.” You complain under your breath, you wrap your palms on the side of the chains attacking the swing to the pilar and you start to swing.

He smirks watching you. “You’re giving up?” He then laughs and then follows you to the other swing next to yours that you’re on using. “It’s okay. You’re such a sore loser, but you’re cute so I forgive you.”

You swing gently finally catching on one word. “Hm? You think I’m cute?”

Now you’re both swinging on your representatives swings next to one another in synch motion, both very calm and gentle pushes on the swing enough to lift your head slowly off the ground and back down to touch the ground.

“Yeah. You have a problem with that?” He would voice with his lovely melodic tone. The cherishing eyes observing you when you’re not looking the same way take photographic memory of you. “Maybe I’m cute too? What do you think?” Haechan suddenly would ask for your input.

You couldn’t help but wonder why he was asking you so suddenly what you think of him, but you try to think hard about it. What do you think of him anyways?

“You’re…nevermind.” You look away smiling. “I won’t tell you what I think.”

The boy was far too curious to know what’s going inside that head of yours so he keeps digging in wanting to find out what you’re not telling him enough to hide it.

“Why are you so flustered?… is there something you want to say?” He smiles. “Go on. be honest. I won’t bite…”

You were quick to reject and he saw your eyes waver in multiple lines. “No it’s embarrassing I rather not.” Instead he hears you gently laugh right after. “I’m not flustered… you couldn’t make me flustered even if you were the last man on earth.”

You say it with your chest knowing you couldn’t possible be flustered by your childhood kindergarten friend there wasn’t a single moment where your heart was beating around him and if it was the case you don’t know what you’d be able to do. You don’t like him like that, you’re sure of it. It’s Lee Haechan you’re speaking with so there’s no reason for you to be flustered or even shy at any point in this conversation.

The eyebrows on the boy’s face raise up finding it extremely hard to believe at the same time he was wondering why you’re so against it. “Oh really…? So you mean I’m not handsome enough to make you flustered?” He chuckles, he doesn’t know if you’re speaking truth or speaking lies.

“Yeah you couldn’t make my heart race no matter what.”

He chuckles once more. “Oh yeah? Want me to prove you wrong?” Suddenly you saw your swing stop and Haechan leans in, and kisses your cheek shortly. “Did I make your heart race now?”

You were to your core left flanking on your hope wondering what had just happened but the minute you replay his lips on your skin making contact, your cheek still remembers his heart shape lips on them.

You blink over to him growing red on face. “W-What was that for Haechan…?”

‘Goddamit I’m fumbling my words.’

“That’s my way of making everyone flustered. It always works.” He says laughing at your expression that could melt even the coldest person on this earth, your reactions were his favourite thing to witness in the world.

He asks again. “Now… did I make your heart race?”

“No you didn’t.” You firmly affirm but it’s more like you were lying to yourself in a way you couldn’t very much believe what was happening.

You look away trying to calm your super fast heart right now and you were literally lying through your teeth, he knew, you were like a transparent see through sugar paper.

Your voice comes out rather disappointing. “You kiss other girl’s too? You must be a player Hyuck.”

Of course he was popular with women its the freaking Lee Haechan. You feel stupid knowing your heart was very much effected by this whole scene you weren’t enjoying it. Maybe you were but you’re in strong denial about it.

“I kiss every girl I want.” Haechan replies to you but begins to chuckle softly. “But you’re special… I wanna kiss you the most.”

He starts leaning in once more leaving you frozen on the swing staying still as his lips touch yours kissing you again. But this time it’s not on the cheek.

“Was that enough to make your heart flutter, baby?”

You had so many questions you wanted to have answers for ‘what do you mean in special—‘ but you couldn’t help but lose all your train of thoughts when the kiss reconnects on your lips now. Your first ever kiss was with him and you couldn’t believe your eyes how soft his mouth feels and how good it actually felt to be kissed like you’re loved and cherished. You almost forgot it was him kissing you because it had so much love in that kiss he gave.

Haechan pulls away leaving barely much space between your lips but enough to take a good look at your face that he finds himself staring at like you’re a piece of portrait hung up in an art museum gallery. You were brought back into the reality.

“Hey… look this isn’t funny if this is a joke…” you bring your fingers up touching your lips he has kissed. “Hyuck why’d you kiss me— that… was my first kiss.”

He interrogates you softly wanting the answer he’s been looking for all along. “Did it make your heart race?” Haechan starts to softly chuckle then smiles again. “It was your first? Well… then I did you a favour.”

“Ugh I’m not going to answer you…” You mutter shyly. “I feel very warm…”

Haechan found you rambling under your mouth to be adorable and very much endearing because he could hear you very well crystal clear actually.

He chuckles. “Are you blushing? Wonder why.” He smiles then lays his hand on yours. “You are so cute when you blush my dear Y/n.”

“Don’t call me cute— I can’t believe you kissed me.” Your face puffs out especially your cheeks huffing out in the same motion.

You then later trail carefully whispering to yourself finding yourself ranting about it. “It made my heart race a little.” You mutter quietly hoping he doesn’t hear you.

He smirks watching you speak to yourself as he was nearing you again. “What’d ya say? Your heart rate picked up a bit?” He knew exactly how to push your buttons and get anything out of you as if you were wrapped round his finger. “Well I did a good job then.” Haechan proudly interjects.

Chuckling once more at you his hand slips up by your waist pulling you now closer to his swing where he sat and you follow along the silhouette casting around your surroundings.

He keeps his arms on your waist close by. “Say… If I were to kiss you again… Would it make you as flushed as now?”

Your body was second guessing you leaning closer looking down where the sudden arms from the boy moving on your waist down below. “I- I don’t know, you’re confusing me here.” The sudden change of their shifting positions and Haechan acting much more relaxed but cling to your body confuses you deeply leaving a stranded feeling in your chest. Your eyes couldn’t leave his lips either staring them down.

Haechan loves the little details your eyes do flickering between the way his hands were on your waist silhouette ghosting over there and the way they switch to look at his lips.

‘You’re so obvious.’ Haechan said to himself letting his thoughts run deep.

“So… You want me to kiss you again?” He smiles, and leans in again, waiting for your answer.

“Maybe…I do…” Your voice comes out as soft as a windy breeze in middle of July leaving him guessing your next exhale.

He smiles loving the answer it’s exactly what he wants to hear from you, what he needed to hear from you. The fully consent to do that. Haechan smiles. Then, he kisses you again on the lips but longer this time and gently bites on your bottom lip.

Even thought this was as bare and raw experience from you you’re here following your instincts what feels right to do in the right moment sharing with the boy you kiss him back this time and exhale a very gentle soft noise by the bite lip he’s done to your soft lips that feel true sky clouds, closing your eyes.

He pulls away just enough from the kiss, locking his eyes onto yours. He smiles softly whispering against your mouth. “Wow…”

Staring at you with now what seems like a soft gaze you’ve never seen him do before. It was like he was another person you’ve not known at all your life. “You’re really good for someone who just had their first kiss…”

A chuckle couldn’t be helped, the boy had to slip one out finding this a pleasant surprise.

You did what felt right by following your heart. Somehow your body knew what to do when kissing the boy back. You murmur a soft ‘Shut up’ feeling a blush growing between your ears and cheeks. “You seem way more experienced… with the kissing.”

Haechan smiles. “Heh you think so? I did it with enough girls to be an expert at it.”

“Hmph… I’m sure you had plenty of girls lining up for you per usual.” Soft eye roll as you cross your arms together around the chest.

“Hehe do you wanna line up too?” He dotes out pointing at you with playfully seeking eyes that’s chasing you round the meadows in imagination. He was laughing within the moment but then he gets serious for a moment. “— But the only one I want to kiss all day is None other than you Y/n.” He smiles at you, then kisses you on the lips again slowly. He holds your waist, as he gently pulls you closer.

‘My poor heart can’t talk anymore of your kisses, Hyuck, I’m afraid…’ you thought.

“Nope I won’t line up for you.” You stage firmly but then suddenly stop. “Why do you want to kiss me?” You seemingly turn around looking at him kissing you and pulling your body even closer than it was before.

Haechan couldn’t help but think it’s the time you start getting the point across of his feelings for you. He wouldn’t be here kissing you for no reason, he isn’t here speaking to you for no reason putting time and effort with you.

He threads like a sewing machine across your skin. “I like you Y/n.”

“Isn’t it obvious to you that I like you?” He smiles.

He looks at you as he spoke for a moment firmly, then he kisses you on the lips. This time much more passionately. Leaving you to get lost into the kiss that was much more different sounding to your ears and lips that’s attaching to his own.

You should be over the butterflies. Your heart shouldn’t be beating this much for someone you knew all your life changing their emotions suddenly by the change of timing course because of his confession touching your feelings. You get lost in the sharing passion kiss between your faces moving in synch like you were one.

You never expected to have fallen so much, for someone you knew all your life.

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[batwritings]

Brainrot time! I cant shake this scenario off my head:

Its spring, something in the air changes, flowers blossom, animals seem to be more active, all colors become brighter and senses seem to sharpen. There's almost an electricity in the air... and the hybrids of the smp feel this change. Of course they know what the season means, afterall spring is for breeding, as a matter of fact, most of them start to act... different. With more energy, some of them become particulary territorial, some of them become snappy. Some of them become extra clingy and some seem completly unaffected, until something makes them snap, the further into the breeding season, the more feral some thoughts become.

Everyone is deep down, waiting, holding their breath, the luckier hybrids have a partner to get through the season, but what about those unmated?

Feel free to add your thoughts if you want! About any hybrid you feel like it :]

[Ill probably add a more filthy follow up of this, if i muster up the courage]

BOY HOWDY DO I HAVE A LOT OF THOUGHTS ON THIS ONE.

I honestly am just gonna compile a list of people into this because I have MANY thoughts on this subject (partially from experience...um...don't ask unless you want to know ^^; ))

Dream- Starting strong, I fully believe this man is a hybrid of some kind, usually a ram. Usually would go to George and Sapnap for help during his ruts until he meets you. He was always incredibly meticulous about watching the days before his next cycle. Being in the prison was hell for him because he had no way of tracking the days and no you to help him through it. He'd rut against his pillow and whine your name, desperate to feel your touch to help his overheated, understimulated body.

George- A cat. You can't tell me this man wouldn't be a god-blessed cat. Now this does tend to mean a spiky cat dick, but he does do his best to make that process as painless for you as possible. During his ruts are about the only times he's not an absolute pillow prince and will fuck into for as long as you'll let him.

Sapnap- His touch can be rather dangerous if not monitored very closely during his breeding cycles. He has burnt you before during sex and he will absolutely tear into himself about it after. Think "I was too rough with you during my cycle and now you don't wanna be my mate," to the tune of that one Ozzy Osbourne TikTok. Honestly being with him during a rut is how you probably discovered your love of temperature play.

Awesamdude- Almost doesn't want you around during his ruts. Sam can get a bit violent, namely with his mating marks. In the early stages, he's more prone to exploding, which is part of why he doesn't want you near. But he knows better than most what it's like to go through a rut alone and eventually relents. He learns to to let off tiny explosions over one big one and both loves and hates the scars he's left on your skin.

Eret- I see her as a wither hybrid of sorts, and yes, Withers do go through mating cycles. She tries really hard not to touch you during this time as you WILL get withered. While it might not kill you, Eret still worries about hurting you in a state where he's not really in a position to help, brain too foggy to think of much but how you good you feel.

Foolish- The most violent honestly, namely because of how much he bites. And then, y'know, shark hybrid. Shark smell blood. It can...cause a bit of a frenzy. He will often try to breed you with both members because that's how he gets the most pleasure. He really enjoys the sight of you wearing his cum though as well, all stuffed full and carrying his scent.

Karl- Remember! Karl isn't human, so I would wager he does go through a form of mating cycle. He's more liable to showing his true form in this state, despite how he may have tried to hide it at first. He really likes to wrap you up in his arms and hold you close, both in and out of that form. His cycles don't last super long, but he's so foggy during them he doesn't always remember.

DreamXD- This absolute menace. XD will suppress himself for as long as physically possible before his body says "Look if you don't fuck right this second? We're gonna have a problem >:(". He knows he's allowed to let himself go with you and will honestly probably fuck you relentlessly in the days during his cycle. If you're okay with it, he'll probably go even if you pass out, but if not is more than okay with separating himself from you while you recover. You'll find him in the corner of the room, watching you with darkened green eyes as he waits for you to come to.

Schlatt (saved the best for last /hj)- Absolute menace number two. Schlatt however, is just endlessly horny. He will fuck you no matter where, or when in front of whoever if you're cool with that. During his ruts though? He's far more tender, far more sincere. While normally Schlatt can be pretty demanding and domineering, he shows his soft side during this time, how he craves to feel you take him and how desperately he wants to mate you and make you truly his. Maybe even start a family.

#bat writes #bat squeaks #anon response #dsmp smut #mcyt smut #dreamwastaken smut #georgenotfound smut #sapnap smut #eret smut #awesamdude smut #karl jacobs smut #dreamxd smut #schlatt smut #foolish smut

[erabu-san]

i've been on a cylou brain rot for the past week👺 so I thought I'd share some of my hcs with you🤭

(I blame your art for getting me into cylou, you awfully wonderful person🗿)

Cyno will sometimes secretly watch Nilou's performances at the Grand Bazaar. And maybe sneak some gifts to her after them, anonymously of course

Nilou has gotten used to the thoughtful gift from an anonymous fan who named themself "adventurer of Mondstadt". She appreciates the gifts, and they make her happy :)

Tighnari has heard so much about Nilou from Cyno, to the point where he feels like he knows Nilou himself. Bro is fed up with Cyno, just praying that he'll confess soon so he doesn't have to this obvious lovesick rambling

Cyno always finds himself letting loose around Nilou, letting down his guard, he feels like he can be himself around Nilou.

Cyno teaches Nilou tcg, and he gets really passionate while playing which Nilou secretly finds cute

I think Nilou just really admires Cyno. I think she maybe started having this admiration for him during the archon quest

Cyno sees Tighnari because he's been feeling "sick" and when he describes his symptoms to him, Tighnari just does a long sigh and says something along the lines of "you're in love, dumbass"

Idk how they would actually get together but then they'd be very secretive of their relationship because Cyno doesn't want Nilou to be involved in his Matra affairs

I think Cyno would be slightly overprotective of her. Just a little.

they're really cute🤭

WAAAH YES !!! THAT'S SO THEM !!!

well. Idk if it is really a secret, this man is showing himself in first rank for Nilou's spectacle hahahaha but yeah he would definitively send anonyme gift !!

And yes !! I also brainrot on the fact their relationship would be a secret... except for their friends who know everything hahaha

Nilou admires Cyno a lot, and enjoy to know more about him. Maybe she won't say it loud, but. I am sure she thinks he is cute !! Not only about him talking tcg 🤭

Nilou loves listening Cyno talking about his passion, and Cyno adores when Nilou is talking about hers 🥹🫶

BAHAHAHAHA THE SCENE "omg tighnari. I am sick...." tighnari would be worried at first "oh gosh man go rest !! Here take a sit and tell me your symptom-" "my heart is beating fast when I am w nilou i think i might explode" aND THE BIG SIGH TIGHNARI WOULD DO AFTER THAT HAHA "okay well next time you are REALLY sick guess i will let you die since you love WASTING MY TIME. 🙄" gosh between TCG, terrible jokes and now Nilou, the bestie won't have any rest 😭😭😭

-"maybe i have a dendro vision and she is pyro because she makes me burning...of love"

-"CYNO I AM TRYING TO SLEEP STFU 💀"

#reply #cynilou #cylou #thank you for talkin about tighnari too because I absolutely love tighnari.

[sciderman]

How do you feel about different animated Peters? Do you have a favorite out of them?

hooh man, i know i say that i've consumed every little bit of spider-man media ever but it's really not true actually, and i think the thought of trying to watch every single animated version of peter parker kind of makes my brain explode. there are so many. i didn't actually grow up on spider-man cartoons, i only really got into spider-man comics in my late teens so my point-of-reference for peter parker will kind of always be the 616 comics, first-and-foremost.

i did watch a bit of ultimate spider-man as it was airing and i probably am one of the very few people on the planet who's kind of oddly soft on it! i have complicated feelings about ultimate spider-man. i feel about it the same kind of way that i feel about way's deadpool run. that it's an entirely annoying depiction of the character that is full to the brim with irritating jokes that don't land and package up the character to be a nutszo joke-a-minute lols random haha type deal but - i see oddly sincere and sympathetic and self-aware moments in there that make me inexplicably fond of that particular portrayal.

i don't know - i actually really love it when peter's portrayed as an actual weirdo. not the uptight square-boy you usually see, or this quirky boy-scout who's just kind of bland and cute and nerdy - but a peter parker that is actually unapologetically annoying. like you can't stand to be with him. i kind of love to see it. i don't know, i want him to be annoying. i think he should be annoying. and i love that he's fucking insane. like, objectively. he's not a sane man. he's adhd incarnate. and he's stupid. he has heroic moments, yeah, but he's also stupid and a jerk. i don't know. i'm probably giving it way too much credit, but compared to what came after (disney xd's spider-man (2017), looking at you) it's fun and kind of a very weird departure to your usual spider-man fare. deadpool appears in this show for one singular episode also so naturally thta is enough to make my brain go brrr.

(i've actually been really wanting to write a fic set in this universe. it's a universe i'm kind of interested in exploring, actually. been rotating it in my mind for a really, really long time. i'm almost ashamed to admit it, but every version of wade wilson fires up my brain, and i'm really, really interested in fleshing out this strange, i-was-a-child-soldier-turned-teenage-mercenary wade wilson. sorry. off-topic now. spider-man. we're meant to be talking about spider-man.)

disney xd's spider-man (2017) sorry you are so ugly and so boring. she doesn't exist to me. i hate that stupid nerdy off-brand tom holland ass twink with the green eyes. hate her. she is so boring. and her voice is even worse than drake bell (how could that be possible)

60's spider-man fucks. binged it so hard during my college days because it put me into the flow-state while i was working on my animation projects. i love that square boy. i love how macho he sounds when he's in the suit. i love his stupid fucking spider with the six legs. i love that they didn't have the budget for the extra two legs. i love him. he got me through college. almost tempted to do a stream of 60s spider-man so you all can enjoy it with me. it's a treasure. and thank you, 60s spider-man, for all the reaction images.

spectacular spider-man is very beloved, and i NEAARLY watched it all the way through, but – i don't know, i kind of just... don't like that peter parker very much. i couldn't tell you why. he's just a little boring to me. maybe it's the same criticism people slam onto andrew garfield's spider-man, the "he's too cool" argument. he's just not cringefail enough. he's kind of a bit boring. and his stupid SHIRT TAG that is NEVER TUCKED IN makes me FROTH at the MOUTH. i didn't wind up finishing the series because the love-triangle stuff just got way too exhausting for me. usually i eat up the peter parker drama but this particular case it really is a "why on earth is everyone in love with him. he's so boring." kind of situation. sure, it's a universal constant, but in this series it really is true. i wouldn't waste my time with him. sorry. mid. 5/10 peter parker portrayal. but the art and animation and theme song fuck.

i don't think i've watched enough of the other series to talk about them - which i feel kind of embarrassed about. i wanted to watch the animated series (1994) but just - never got around to it. i just prefer the comic-book format over animation, funnily. the irony, of me being an animator by trade, but preferring the medium of comic books. but like - i don't know. i prefer books over movies too. i just like doing more brain-work. it's why i like to write and draw more than i like to watch things. i don't like passive consumption. i want to put my brain to work. so - soooo, when it comes to watching things, i'm kind of terrible at it.

i think i should do a massive research session where i watch every spider-man series (or at least as much of them as my brain is willing to) - so i can do a comprehensive ranking of all peter parkers. if i have the time for that sort of thing (i don't.)

one day, maybe, one day. it could make a very fun video essay. i'd love to make a video essay, one day.

#sci speaks #sci. make a video essay. it could be fun. you make videos for a living. make one for yourself. #sci talks animation

[bangtanhoneys]

Well, the secret's out - Grace

When ARMY got the notification that Grace was going live, the app saw the biggest jump in traffic it had seen in awhile. The news was spread on Twitter, message apps, Tumblr and even TikTok. The reason for the massive buzz was this was the first time Grace would be live after the news of her and Seokjin’s relationship had become public knowledge via BigHit’s confirmation. So many many many fans were wondering if she was going to admit to anything. 

“Hello everyone,” Grace grinned as she adjusted the camera. “I’m in the studio right now as you can see. And yes, I promise I’ve been working on my solo stuff. There’s plenty of news coming soon but I just wanted to come and say hello since it’s been a while.”

The trusty mug of tea was ever present and a couple of snacks. Unbeknownst to ARMY, she had been secretly preparing for her tour as well as a special BTS tribute show that no one knew about apart from the artists that had been selected. Even the artists attending didn’t know she was coming. So many exciting things were coming for everyone to enjoy.

“Noona, how are you doing? You look a bit tired,” Grace read one of the comments. “Thanks very much. I promise I am sleeping but I’m just very busy lately. So many exciting things coming for you guys but you have to wait a bit. My time is coming.”

That sent off a spiral of suggestions with the boy's solo careers thrown in the comments as ARMY begged their Noona for a hint. “Ah sorry everyone, you won’t get any spoilers from me. That’s Namjoons job. But I promise I won’t keep you waiting too long.”

She rested her feet against the desk and pulled the screen a bit closer so she could read the comments. With a bowl of fruit in her lap with a hand holding onto the handle of the mug, she looked the perfect picture of unbothered. Completely unaware of what ARMY was asking for or very aware of what they were asking for, but letting them go for it either way. 

“News? What news?” she asked, popping a strawberry into her mouth. “Is there news?”

Noona! Stop teasing! We all know now!

Seokjin! Come and collect your girl. She’s teasing us. 

Ah she’s learning too much from Yoongi. 

A small grin tugged at the corner of her lips but it soon disappeared, replaced by a ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about’ look. But it soon went away the moment a name appeared in the comments, causing ARMY and social media to explode.

‘Jagiya, give them what they want. They want all the gossip.’

Jin. 

God damn it.

“Shouldn’t you be training?” she asked, ignoring the comment for a moment to play around in her bowl of fruit as if she was trying to find something. 

‘I have a spare half an hour to come and torment you.’

“Thanks very much,” she sighed and grabbed a handful of grapes. “Okay fine. Gossip. Yes, the truth is out. Seokjin and I have been in a relationship since 2018. We didn’t know quite how to tell you all, the boys found out a lot earlier obviously, but someone leaked the information that I had gone to Seokjin’s ceremony which is for families only. So we had to come out and give the game up.”

She’s said it in such a matter-of-fact way. Like we should have known from the beginning. 

Noona! You can’t just drop that on us like that. 

How did the boys know quicker than us? How did they find out?

‘That’s for another night when we’re all drunk and you can handle the R-rated version.’

“Seokjin! You can’t say things like that! You’ll give the wrong idea!”

‘Wrong idea? I think you’ll find I’m quite correct.’

“ARMY, don’t listen to him. Training has gone to his brain,” Grace sighed as she finished off her bowl of fruit and placed it on the desk along with her mug. He was being such a menace and he could do it within the safe confines of his base without any repercussion from her or the management team. 

Jinnie we need more!

What happened? What’s going on?

OH MY GOD! R-RATED VERSION!

‘Hyung, you can’t just come in and say things like that. Noona has a reputation to protect. She’s Korea’s noona.’ Jimin.

“Listen, both of you go away. It was me and ARMY’s time. I’m here to listen to their issues and worries, not gossip about my life,” Grace groaned into her hands which then sent another spiral of comments. 

But noona, this is important for our health! We need to know more!

When was the first date?

First kiss?

‘First date was at the dorm and first kiss was at the dorm.’

AHHHHH!!!

“Well I don’t need to reveal anything, Seokjin is going to do that for us,” Grace laughed as she threw herself back into her chair as she threw up her arms. “Half an hour better come quickly.”

There was nothing more from Seokjin after that or Jimin, having decided it was better to retreat, so Grace was left alone with ARMY…finally.

“Finally. Anyway, I just wanted to say we were hesitant to reveal anything because we know what the media and everything else is like when it comes to KPop couples so it was trying to find the right time. Of course, anytime we have planned something then something else has happened like COVID, Butter then the military. But of course, we never planned to leave you guys out of it. If anything we wanted you to be included as soon as possible but we all have our insecurities and worries,” Grace explained with a small smile. “But nothing has changed. We’re still Seokjin and Grace, still members of BTS. Still here. Nothing will change.”

What are you planning, noona?

“Many, many things. But now isn’t my time. The boys have so much planned and I can’t wait to see it all. So I want you all to support them first and give everything they do a lot of love like you always do. My time is coming, you just have to be a little patient. But I will see you all, in person, very soon.”

#bts 8th member #bts additional member #bts eighth member #bts female member #bts scenarios #bts fanfiction #bts fic

[rhoorl]

Week in Review | Oct. 29 aka The SNL Week

Hi there! Just a week ago I woke up to see the Pedroverse exploding about his appearance on SNL. What a week, it all feels like a bit of a blur. I’m so happy I have my pocket friends here so I can scream into the void about this man. Although, after this week I’m not sure how we are going to fare come Gladiator 2 time … at least we’ll have time to prepare for that versus getting caught off guard, right? What do you think P?

For those who celebrate Halloween, I hope you’ve had a safe and fun weekend. Mr. Rhoorl and I are returning to Halloween Horror Nights for the last time tonight! I still can’t believe how much I’ve enjoyed going to the event this year. Goes to show that sometimes doing something out of your comfort zone may be worth the try!

Along we go with the week in review:

Fics I Read This Week:

Frankie Morales

Hinterland by @legendary-pink-dot - Even half asleep Frankie is a menace.

Javier Peña

Pent Up by @ramblers-lets-get-ramblin - Ohhhh boy. My brain kind of short-circuited with this one.

Marcus Pike

Kinktober prompt from @absurdthirst - I’m fully entrenched in the Pike Puddle and fics like this keep me in. 

Joel Miller

Cocoon and Bubble by @secretelephanttattoo - Both of these are absolutely beautiful and I feel so much intimacy between these two even without much dialogue. So well done!

Witches by @trulybetty - Betty’s entire Autumnal Offerings series has been so fantastic and I look forward to each day’s prompt. But this one … this Joel makes me a particular brand of feral.

Dieter Bravo

In Fiction by @sin-djarin - I’m all about Dieter, especially a soft Dieter, so this was right up my alley.

Broadcasting Live Tonight by @morallyinept - This is 🔥🔥 and Jett captures Dieter so well!

Dave York 

The Wolf & The Lamb by @morallyinept - I love Jett’s giflets and this was so good!

Current Compulsory Series:

These are series I am keeping up with at the moment. I’m still behind on some and hope to fix that this week!

The Pilot and His Girl (Frankie) by @avastrasposts - Mel - I am reading that final chapter this week if it’s the last thing I do!

Delta Palms Tropical Resort (Frankie) by @linzels-blog 

I Like the Way You (Frankie) by @undercoverpena

Destiny & Deliverance (Dieter) by @mysterious-moonstruck-musings

Paranoid Heat (Javi P) by @goodwithcheese

It’s Never Too Late (Javi P) by @javierpena-inatacvest

Visiting (Mr. Ben) by @ladamedusoif

Posts From the Week:

@wildemaven has been posting the most amazing mood boards! I particularly swooned over this one of Dieter hosting SNL and Pizza and Cards Night with the TF boys. 😍

On the heels of the SNL appearance, @morallyinept added more to her Pedro Boys Cocktails with a SNL edition. These are so funny and clever. Side note, happy birthday (and 1k followers too?! Amazing you deserve it all)! To celebrate, she gave us a gift by way of two one-shots which I'm adding to my list for this week!

Feral Corner:

SNL - that’s it. That’s the content for Feral Corner this week.

But seriously, these gifs have been living rent-free in my mind. Also, there was a photo of Pedro that I saw in gray sweatpants that made me lose my goddamn mind aka change the name of my blog from Joel’s Gray Sweatpants to Pedro’s Gray Sweatpants. Because that's a rational response, right?! 😆 I’m also convinced that I manifested his choice of attire into existence and you can’t tell me any different! Let me have this!

My week wasn’t all dominated by Pedro, as hard as that may seem. Garrett/Benny was up in there too. This recent post has solidified the idea that I need to add a bowling scene to Delta Landscaping at some point. Garrett apparently has a song coming out on Friday, so expect me to be obnoxious about it when it drops.

Things I Watched:

I have just a couple of days left to do my annual rewatch of Hocus Pocus. I have been wearing my Sanderson Sisters shirt throughout the month, though.

I didn’t go to the movies this week, but Mr. Rhoorl went and saw Five Night at Freddy’s. He’s never played the game and knows just the basics about the lore, but he thought it was fine.

We did introduce Baby Rhoorl to The Nightmare Before Christmas this week (quick poll - do you consider that a Halloween movie or a Christmas movie?). She was interested in it for as long as a two-year-old can be interested in something.

Personal Stuff

This week I started a bit of a health journey, which has been going pretty well so far. Things were a bit crazy at work as we launched a really big project. Baby Rhoorl also attend a birthday party for a friend - her first one! Being around that many small children was … a lot. I left super overstimulated and I am continually in awe of teachers and caregivers who do that day in and day out.

I’m looking forward to some Halloween fun this week, starting with HHN tonight (goodbye Joel, we had a good run). Baby Rhoorl’s school is doing a Trunk or Treat event - a concept I never knew existed until last year. And Tuesday my entire office is dressing up for Halloween. The floor I’m on picked Halloween movies as our theme, and my team decided on the Addam’s Family. Yay for corporate Halloween fun 🙃 although it does make for some pretty funny meetings.

I can’t believe we are staring November in the face! Mr. Rhoorl and I have plans to see a concert in November, which I’m really excited about - Ice Nine Kills and In This Moment. We’ve seen both of these bands before, but I’m looking forward to watching them again!

Fic Updates:

This past week I got a chapter of Working Title out - with a fun cameo. 😉 Chapter 16 has been done for about a week but I've been sitting on it, rereading. Fair warning, the cameos aren’t done. Also, we finally get some smut…yay! Hopefully, those who have been reading will find it worth the wait. 🫣 I will get it out this week, I'm thinking maybe Wednesday?

Delta Landscaping Chapter 9 is coming along. It takes me a lot longer to write that series since there’s so many characters to keep track of (and I am writing it as I go). So apologies for the delay.

I have a couple of one-shots in the works, but I will likely post a Benny one this week, maybe for Miller Monday? I originally planned on doing a little Halloween one-shot, but the month got away from me 🫤

Thanks for making it this far! I hope something makes you smile this week. 🙂 My inbox is always open if you want to say hi!

Masterlists

Working Title (Dieter, series, ongoing) | AO3 

Delta Landscaping (Triple Frontier, series, ongoing) | AO3

Turbulence (Frankie, one-shot) | AO3

#rhoorl week in review #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal cinematic universe

[koraesrambles]

Reasons I'm enjoying gotham war: a thought exercise.

I wanted to do a deeper analysis but am sitting in a restaurant waiting for my family to get here so might as well dive into it and I can do a more scholarly deep dive later.

I want to talk about Gotham Wars, why I'm liking it, what I think about it, and what I think they're doing well. I'm new to comics (tell me, at what point does your brain start to explode when you try to read the entire DC batfam canon in 2 months. Asking for a friend) but I'm not new to storytelling, so here we go!

K, so im a huge angst fan. It's a disease, not everyone is here for the angst but I most certainly am. The batfamily is so incredibly messed up, which is just right up my alley. I love WFA but let's be real, if they're not crying I'm not as invested. So this run where they are absolutely beating the shit out of my favorite character (Jason Todd)? Mwah. Beautiful. 10/10 will read 100 times.

I read stories for the connections between the characters, not so much the plot. Which is a personal preference thing. So the obvious plot holes and issues with the various characters points of view just don't really bother me. I can suspend my disbelief to think that heroes are running around in spandex beating people up, I can suspend it to think catwoman training an army of thieves to eat (I mean steal from) the rich is a viable idea. I don't care about the logistics, I care about how those things effect the characters.

And MAN do they effect the characters. Honestly I've loved Selina throughout this run. She could get a post all on her own. I love that she's refused to slander Bruce, I love how protective she is over her kids (step kids? Exs kids?) And I love every single interaction she's had with Jason. Honestly the moment that hit me hardest with her was when she's looking for Jason and thinks that if she loses him Bruce will never forgive her.

Obviously, Jason is a worthwhile human that has value outside of Bruce, but I think it really gives us a glimpse into Selina's mind right now. She loves Jason, she's grateful for his support and cares for him, but at the end of the day, he's the love of her life's baby boy, and it is that identifier that will pop up during times of stress.

I LOVE everything about Jason's involvement with this. I like that the tie ins are showing how he disagrees and the main storyline has him already convinced. I love that it explores both sides of his character, I love how it shows how important he is. And he is SO. IMPORTANT.

Bruce has obviously lost his ever loving mind (rip) and vacillates wildly between thinking his children were a mistake and wanting to protect them from everything. Up to this point, though plenty of the bat kids are sympathetic toward Selina, they aren't actively helping her, except of course for our boy Jason Todd.

Jason is actively working against Bruce (shocking right?) And I LOVE that Jason even tells Bruce that it's not just to spite him (though I'm sure that's a plus) it's because he believes in what Selina is doing. And Bruce cannot handle it.

Like I said before, Jason is Bruce's baby boy. The one he can't lose again. The one he needs to protect. But also he has to stop him from murdering people. And above ALL ELSE he cannot stand to see Jason in cahoots with someone else. Bruce doesn't share well under normal circumstances, let alone when he has totally lost his mind.

This vacillation has a lot of people irritated because they think that Bruce is being written inconsistently. I disagree, I think my man has lost his ever loving mind and he wants to both protect his children and STOP them. Him telling Jason he loves him not once, but TWICE within the span of a few panels while simultaneously ruining his life and leaving him completely defenseless is just... dude. My man. My psycho baby. Stop that.

Jason has always been fiercely independent and now that independence has been stripped from him. He literally can't protect himself. He's going to need to rely on other people to help him and heaven knows he doesn't have a good track record of people helping him out when he needs them.

Luckily, Dick knows about the drugging now and is super pissed off (GOOD!) Cannot wait to see where that goes next.

So tldr: why am I enjoying gotham wars? Mostly because so far everyone is obsessed with Jason Todd, which is highly relatable. Also because these relationships are being torn to shreds and looked at from a very interesting lens. Bruce is gone gone gone. Cannot wait to see his horror when he realizes what he's done.

#dc #batman #batman 138 #batman 138 spoilers #batfam #angst #comics #jason todd #red hood #bruce wayne #dick grayson #and co #gotham wars #gotham war spoilers #everyone is hurting my fav and that is my favorite thing

[softhairedhotch]

no, thank YOUUUU <3333 and it's okay HEHE remember to take it easy!!! 🫶 i can tell u for sure i will be here ready to absorb and consume n love anything that u create <3333 ive already read ur new fic Too Many Times . it struck sooo many chords like . I WOULD REALLY DO ALL THAT 😭😭 n ya fr there's too many good ideas out there to explore n there's only so much you can do at One moment. i personally have this long standing problem of starting sooo many things that i cannot finish bc i'm a master procastinator... so the only way i function is with looming deadlines ☠️ wish i was getting paid to just sit down n think about aaron bc man... i'd be a millionaire by now 🗿

TEHEEHHEE OMGGG PLEASEEE PHONE SEX . another big weakness of mine . idk how many times ive said smth is my weakness BUT like there's just some tropes that NEVER GETS OLD ... also sometimes i focus so much on aaron n how he makes you feel that i don't think about how HE would be so affected by everything about you GOSSHHHHHH please . like you're captivated by him but he's literally also soooo smitten and down bad for you to that he has to fight his urges to just give into anything that u want 😭😭 but unfortunately he can't always magically teleport to wherever you are so he just talks you through it and gives you such clear instructions BRRRR IMAGINE IF HE USES HIS WORK VOICE BC HE WANTS YOU TO LISTEN TO HIM EXACTLY STEP BY STEP . like my god i can't believe how i can giggle n kick my feet whenever cm has a scene of aaron giving instructions n delegating work to the team... like it's just so hot . n when he shows off his intelligence WOWOWWEEWW major turn on . n wooooof.

AND??!?$$;&; him sending pictures of himself 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️🧎‍♂️ also i love the idea of aaron being away from u but being soo pent up that he takes the initiative to surprise you with a special video of him jerking off or using a toy <333 and u BET he knows to send it with sound so you can hear all the sounds he's making <333 bc what is nut videos without SOUND 😤😤😤

omg.. i luv daddy kinks BRRRR n sometimes it just especially HITS SO HARD . like omfg got me actively looking for those daddy asmr porn audios 😭😭😭😵‍💫😵‍💫 sometimes it takes awhile to find a good one but when i strike gold... Wow . GODDD i know aaron would say such filthy things that are downright insulting n degrading... BUT HE DOES IT IN THE SOFT AFFECTIONATE VOICE sparkled with some praises... AGRGRHRHHH .

omg REALLLL he's SOOO the type to make you say what you want directly in words. he isn't going to budge if you're just whining n hoping he'd take the hint bc he himself also loves to hear such filthy things come out of your mouth <3333 "you know daddy really loves to give you whatever you want... but not if you don't use your words. come on, does your pretty little mouth only function as daddy's cocksleeve?" HARGRHRHEHEJE i am Dead . n STOPPPP ENCOURAGING MEEEE ure gna make the can of worms EXPLODE ABOUT ALL THE FILTHY THOUGHTS ABT AARON'S CUM PLSSSS (not actually complaining ! i am Egged)

also omg... TEEHEE... i will tell u more abt my lovely male oc soon!!!! omfg im SO EXCITED . bc i literally have never talked about it to anyone even though i've thought abt it in such detail LMFAOOOO its just hard out there to find someone who shares the same brain ... damn 😭 i'm really glad i happened to stumble across ur page n decided to send an ask <333 bc i rly enjoy talking to u too!!!!! <3

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you're so sweet bless <3 hehe i'm glad you liked my new fic!! and YEAH I GETCHA omg that used to be me, like i couldn't do stuff without deadlines, AND NOW I CAN'T EVEN DO THINGS WITH DEADLINES LMAO. sometimes i can, but if i set it myself then you best believe it ain't getting done. i procrastinate sooooo much it's painful. like i could sit here and write for most of the day because rn i currently do NOTHING ELSE in my life (rip, i'm working on it lol) but do i??? no!! i mean that's just a lot of effort innit lol, writing constantly sounds exhausting even tho it's all i wanna do

phone sex my beloved <3 and awwww yeahhh he'd be sooo so so in love with you and he'd wanna do anything and everything you ask :') but GOD YEAH him using his work voice?? all stern and professional and demanding?? goddd i need that so bad. and YESSS when he shows of his intelligence it's soooo hot, like that one scene where he does the maths and penelope goes "is this reid?" and he goes "what, you impressed?" YES I AM BABE I LOVE YOU SM

i loooooove the idea of his sending pics <333 that's why i love looking at nsfw stuff sm bc sometimes i strike GOLDDDDD and its like the most aaron pic ever and it makes me lose my mind. once i found one that was so him i fully forgot to breathe and was blushing like mad (this one i think!). it was... a lot LMFAO. but god god GOD him sending a video of him jerking off when on a case??? i need that soooo so so much. and yes FR there needs to be sound in nut videos. once was sent one from a guy WITHOUT SOUND like babe? dude? what are you doing? where's the fun in that? i mean it was hot don't get me wrong but i was like "buddy wheres the sound at 🤨" LMAOOO

YESS I KNEW YOU WOULD BE INTO DADDY KINKS LMFAOOOO. and omg real, they're sometimes so good and for what. or any video of someone with daddy vibes,, godddddd sometimes it just HITS FR. YESS HIS VOICE WOULD BE SO SWEET AND GENLTE AND LOVING BUT ALSO DOMINATING AND THE STUFF THAT COMES OUT OF HIS MOUTH IS SOOOO FILTHY N HOT

yessssssss he'd looove to hear you say what you need. "come on, little one, let daddy know what you want, hm? i need to hear you say how much you want my cock" and "you want me to ride you, sweetheart? want daddy to ride you until you can't cum anymore? hm? let me hear you say those words, baby, i need to hear you say it."

and yayyy i'm so excited to hear about your oc!! i can't WAIT it's gonna be soooo good i just kNOW IT. i'm also really glad you stumbled across my page too <33 thanks for sending me all these asks!!!!

#🤲 anon #casks #casper's anons #aaron hotchner #aaron hotchner x reader

[hoshi-y]

HIII!! I always wanted to make this request but I didn’t know if they watched or read the manga so hear me out…how about Mitsuba, Kou, Hanako, and Akane (Hopefully that’s not too much-) with a s/o that is like Princess Syalis? ^^ (I can honestly see the apparitions being scared of them and the Mokkes help them steal stuff idk why I can strangely see it)

Follow My Orders

Genre : Fluff

Characters : Aoi Akane, Mitsuba Sousuke, Minamoto Kou, Hanako-kun

TW : None

A/N : Aww this is so cute, I even imagine the mokkes help us escape cleaning too

I hope you enjoy 💗

I'm gonna use their old banners for awhile, I am unmotivated to make them rn

You're a handful..

He didn't have any problems with you when you joined the school

You were very quiet and kept to yourself

And... you were mostly asleep...

Not like he wanted to talk to you

right?

Nah, He thinks your sleeping face and cute snoring captured his heart

it clenched him

So he would sometimes wait for you to wake up

which you don't...

You were only awake when he was doing something or he had stacks of work to do

and it frustrated him

But he liked you so

He followed this pattern of yours and quickly finished all his work so he could talk to you

And for the first time, he actually caught you awake

He cleared his throat to get your attention as you were sewing little clothes for the Mokke which he found absolutely adorable

You stopped what you were doing and slowly looked up at him, Akane froze at how pretty your eyes were, given that you would sleep most of the time he rarely saw how your eyes looked like

Its like he took a screenshot in real life, the image of your face burned into his brain

Neither of you said anything first, you just kind of stared at him as he stared back at you, when you were about to go back to what you were working on he spoke up

"Ah my apologies, what are you still doing here, It's after-school already" Akane didn't want her to go, but it was per school regulation, all students who don't have a club were to go home immediately.

"Can't I stay a little longer?" Your pouting face and sleepy voice shot an arrow right thru Akane's heart as he fell on his knees and bowed his head

"STAY AS MUCH AS YOU WANT MY GODDESS!" You smiled as you pat his head which made him explode and run off somewhere probably to grab something to proclaim his love already

O-oi! You're supposed to be my prisoner!!

You just wanted some good sleep

like everywhere you go, someone or something just has to ruin it

and right now it was happening something ruined it

or someone?... they look alien..

You went from asking Yashiro and Kou where to sleep

But ended up being sucked inside the mirror

the last thing you heard and saw was a very panicked Yashiro and Kou

And a very scared Hanako

And now you're here, in a.. what did they call it a boundary?

"Hey! Were you even listening to a word I said?" Ah they were speaking? Actually.. you couldn't tell if they were a guy or a girl with very boyish clothes.. Though their hair was pink so maybe—

"So you weren't listening, Good these hands dragged in a sleepyhead you even slept on the wya here!" The pink haired... person said in frustration, you cleared your throat to get their attention which it did "I have a question.. Are you a girl or a boy?"

.

.

.

"WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ANYTHING?!?"

He calmed down and introduced himself

He said his name was Mitsuba, and he was lost here

well thats all you heard cause you were really really sleepy at the moment

One thing led to another, Hanakos doppelganger showed up

And he put you to sleep

and you were very happy

While you were napping, you heard commotion around you and the ground shaking, It annoyed you so you opened your eyes to see Mitsuba infront of you blocking rocks from falling on you

"Ow ow... Are you alright?.." He asked

.

.

.

"Why did you wake me up..."

"YOU DONT EVEN CARE—"

Stealing isn't good..

Kou has always been really helpful and fun to be with!

So you decided to use up ypur saved up energy to make him something, like cookies

Chocolate chip cookoes with a marshmallow on top mhm

But the only problem was

you didn't have ingredients

but you heard the other section was gonna use the home economics room to make goods so you can just 'borrow' right?

But you couldn't do it all by yourself so you bargained with the mokkes with a bag of candy to get the things you needed

Halfway of getting the ingredients Kou caught you with your schemes

You hung your head low and also the mokke, Kou was walking around the halfway when a group of mokkes you sent out to find flour bumped into him making the mokkes freak out cause what they were carrying was a surprise for him, what happened? well the flour flew and landed on his head

and teared open

Kou sighed as he threw the wipes into the trash bin "Stealing isn't okay [F/N], and asking the Mokkes to steal for you aswell isn't great" He slightly lectured you

"I'm sorry.. You were just really fun to be with that's why I borrowed all these stuff to make you cookies.."

Kou sighed as he smiled, he can't stay mad at you "If ya wanted to make cookies you should've called me, you suck at baking"

That comment hit you straight in the chest as you pouted "Well if I told you it wouldn't be a surprise.."

Well, If you did successfully gather all the ingredients, the Home Economics room would be in ruins, so glad you didn't

D-don't word it out like that..

A scene of a very flushed hanako hiding his face with his hat, and you standing clueless and confused

What happened here exactly?

Well, your back was aching that's what was happening

No one here had very strong looking hands

except for a certain toilet boy

He had long, slender, and strong looking hands

perfect to help with your aching back

But you couldn't ask him yo massage you it was embarrassing!

Like him massaging you wasn't embarrassing enough...

You peaked inside the bathroom to spot your victim playing cards on the windowsill, Hanako felt your presence and turned his head to see you

"My~ What brings you here so early hm? Couldn't wait to see me?~" Hanako flpated over to you as you eyed his hands, He followed your gaze and looked at his hands "Why whats wrong? Do you want to hold them? Oh my [F/N] you are very bol—"

"I need you to touch me."

He choked back as he swatted his hands with a big blush on his face "W-W-WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY THAT?!?" Hanako trembled, if he tried to touch you he'd get a beating from his assistant

He's here thinking that what you meant was a rather.. Sexual request, and your out here looking for something to massage you.

You took a step forward, He took a step back.

Forward, back forward back forward, until Hanako hit his bacm on the wall and you stood infront of him "Just touch me here—"

"I-I MAY BE A P-P-PERVERT BUT THAT'S A NO" He formed his arms into an 'x' as you stood their your face slowly turning into a sad one, He freaked out as he thought about it and agreed

"F-fine.. um... w-where do you want me to t-touch.. you..." His voice getting quieter and quieter

You pointed at the book you were holding as he deadpanned "Here, it aches in this area." Hanako covered his face trying to get the dirty thoughts out of his head, god you were just asking for a massage

Hanako sat you down and started massaging your back still blushing "If you wanted a massage you could've said so... I got the wrong Idea.." He mumbled the last part

You leaned onto his chest as he looked down you fell asleep, He sighed as he patted your head "What am I gonna do with you, [F/N]?" Hanako smiles at your sleeping face turn into a smile

Not only were you sleeping peacefully as your aching back was fixed, you found yourself a new pillow.

#toilet bound hanako kun #jibaku shoujo hanako kun #tbhk x reader #jshk #hanako kun #tbhk #tbhk hanako #yugi amane #tbhk amane #amane x reader #kou minamoto #tbhk kou #jshk kou #mitsuba sousuke #jshk mitsuba #tbhk mitsuba #aoi akane #tbhk aoi #jshk aoi #akane x reader #kou x reader #mitsuba x reader

[hesterias]

hello lovely 😘 4, 5, and 13 for the arctic monkeys asks! 💞

Thank you so much for creating this and sending asks.

4. which member of the band would you like to spend an afternoon with, and why? how would you spend your time?

my first instinct is to say alex, because i'd love to pick his brain creatively and see what he enjoys doing on a normal day, see his habits. most likely go to the cinema or an art exhibit or a show or just have a nice day in the park followed by some pints at a pub. i think we both have an introverted extrovert thing going on, where we can talk to anyone but actively choose not to. BUT i think i'd most likely vibe best with matt, he seems so fun. we'd probably go to the beach (i live in CA), or stroll the city and take photographs/talk photography and people-watch. he seems hilarious. so either one of those choices would be good. matt would be a fun hang, alex would be an artsy, intellectual hang.

5. which album means the most to you?

definitely tbh+c. before the release of TC, i wasn't a big monkeys fan. not that i didn't like them, i just knew the AM hits and that's it, never investigating further. @reconciledviolence729 got me into the fandom and her favorite album was tbhc and she bought me the vinyl for my birthday last year. such a great, unexpected gift and i listened to it often. i even spent an evening listening to it with my dad while we drank wine and just.... listened to it. it was amazing, such a great experience, so yeah, tbhc is a special (and pretty perfect) album for me.

13. what are some of your favourite lyrics alex has written?

haha can i quote all of tbh+c? (seriously, all of tbhc) as you can probably guess by my blog (and the little nod to it in ASA) i love

i've been on a bender back to that prophetic esplanade, where i ponder all the questions, but just manage to miss the mark (such an introspective line)

My mistakes were made for you / And in the back room of a bad dream she came / And whisked me away

With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache Stood and puffed your chest out like you never lost a war And though I tried so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw

Yesterday's still leaking through the roof That's nothing new

I'd throw the rose tint back on the exploded view Darling, if I were you And how's that insatiable appetite?

There's all those places we used to go And I suspect you already know But that place on memory lane you like still looks the same But something about it's changed

You pushed my faith near being lost But we'll stick to the guns Don't care if it's marketing suicide We won't crack or compromise Your derisory divides Will never unhinge us

But seriously. All of TBHC is gold. Tagging @mrsnarl and @m0nkfys because they asked these too 🫶🏼

#thank you for the ask ✨ #ask

[buttsnorkeler69420]

HI HOWS THE ALBUM (← insane)

you know how when l(glu) was released april said this:

[image ID: a screenshot of text from a page on the song lyric website genius. it reads, "underscores said, 'Everything was too sad. I wanted to have some fun.' the text is white on a dull grey background.]

i underestimated it and i am having a TIME. um so i wrote up some thoughts i had on every song (i don't really know how to properly talk about music but i really like underscores so i am going to say things anyway haha)

(SPOILERS FOR WALLSOCKET BY UNDERSCORES BEYOND THIS POINT. content warnings for songs discussing grooming, war, suicidal ideation and transphobia.)

track 1: Cops & Robbers

i remember mentally exploding when i saw the thumbnail for this pop up on youtube. every time i hear the beginning guitar section my brain chemistry just is like... YEAHHHHHH ITS WALLSOCKET TIME!!!!!! this song just feels so so fun—the "haha gotcha" tone of it, and the speed and energy, and the part where it's like "and its full of all of your money / yEAHHH!!!"—i looped this thing so much until the other singles came out (and then i looped those. a lot.)

i love love love the bridge of this song and it gets stuck in my head all the time

track 2: Locals (Girls Like Us)

it's another underscores and gabby start banger!!!!!!! i love the songs both of these artists make and this one is no exception. immediately when the intro started i was like YEAHHH!!!! and then when the spoken "good luck" suddenly turned into that loud sample "Good Luck!" i was honestly startled enough to jump the first time i listened to it.

this is one of the songs where i don't really get the full symbolism behind everything yet (the whole horse section in the gabby part... basically gabby's entire part actually because i am not sure what the things they mention symbolize)

i really like how the repeating words mantra extends basically throughout the whole song in different ways, and the chorus is so so catchy

track 3: Duhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

i really enjoy the wordplay underscores uses in her lyrics a lot... like how she describes a fishing lure to play into the "taking the bait" theme in the chorus (at first i was like "huh??? what colorful piece of plastic?" and then i was like OHHHHH!!!!) and how she indirectly alludes to things ("the name of my illness/is just one letter short of my own" - S*nny is five letters and i think this song is about S*nny's queer identity so the four letter word being referenced here might be LGBT??? not sure / and the "my favorite animal is engraved on the sides of my ribs" which i currently don't know the meaning of, but the person on Genius who suggested it was a reference to the creation of Eve makes a really cool point)

the transition in this song to the Patented Louder Ending Section is just soooooo soooo pretty... it gets me every time...

shoutout to this "OH" in particular.

track 4: You Don't Even Know Who I Am

originally when this song came out (both unofficially in "The Story of S*nny", then its official release), it honestly was not my favorite, but now it gets stuck in my head a lot and i don't mind at all! the singing and effects pair really well together. I also really like the intermittent beeping sounds that occasionally show up.

edit: i was lucky enough 2 be able to go to a live show and OH MY GOD was this song SOOOO cool in it. the freaking lightbulb effect is so cool when i realized what was going on with it i screamed

originally when i first started listening to this song i really liked the last loud bit but now i'm not really sure why but it's kind of off to me now? i dont know maybe something about the notes is a little weird to my ears but i still enjoy

track 5: Johnny johnny johnny

oh my god. OHHHHHHHH MY GODDDDD. this song has been stuck in my head since my first listen and will probably stay that way for the next month or so. this song is so amazing. IMMEDIATELY i was extremely intrigued by the way it opened (i had never heard of the Johnny, Johnny hand game thing before, and upon looking it up i was like OH MAN you KNOW the song is going to be mind blowing when it has LAYERS like this).

i think my first impression with this song was that it kind of reminds me a lot of underscores's MARINA covers?? like in a really good way, since i think underscores has mentioned marina as an inspiration and it's so cool seeing how many kinds of music she can make

i also love how like... expressive underscores's voice is, even in ad-libs and effects like the repeated "whoops!" in this song... it adds so much to the atmosphere and the um. growing dread as you realize what this song is about and are more and more aware of the juxtaposition between its topic and its tone. (the "johnny's gonna be the one who finally makes me real" line gets me every time in particular.... aaaaaaa)

this song's climax near the end is also just so so cool... i love how it takes a ton of elements that showed up earlier in the song and suddenly puts them all together (the "johnny johnny johnny johnny whoops" chant suddenly appearing alongside the chorus and transforming as the two are played at the same time)

track 6: Shoot to kill, kill your darlings

HIP, HIP... HOORAY!!! ough. this song. man. MAN. i am so crazy about how well this song tells a detailed story while still being catchy and fun to listen to (same with pretty much the rest of the album too haha) because that is such an impressive feat. the repeating gun sound impacts between verses are so crunchy i love them.

the line where it's like "he doesn't like what she chooses to do with her body / but he's given over his body as well / you'd think he'd get it more than anyone else"... OUGH...

this song is originally written in a very like... mostly conversational tone, but it's just so so fitting when at the end, OMB just accepts that her friend is going to go to war anyway, and to reflect this mood change, underscores just. drops all the fancy lingo and straight up repeats "I just don't want you to die" as the instrumental deteriorates. OUGH$$$))

track 7: Horror movie soundtrack

for some reason i was not expecting the banjo? guitar? notes that played in the album trailer to actually be a part of one of the songs in the actual album itself, and when that familiar tune started up, i immediately got chills and was like "OH SO WE'RE DOING THIS NOW".

god. the "you won't get away with this" being introduced as a calmer line that is mostly said like a quiet vengeful promise to becoming a big part of the crescendo is so so cool.

track 8: Old money bitch

i think this song was definitely my favorite of the singles when it came out because i could NOT stop listening to it and thinking about it when i wasn't listening to it. it is so so catchy. i didn't know where this sound would be in the album because i didn't have the tracklist memorized and it was such a gutpunch to hear it RIGHT after Horror Movie Soundtrack; we listeners just got to peek at OMB's current state of mind--her fears of losing her friend and her bitterness towards everyone except her friends and maybe "the girls"?--and then we IMMEDIATELY see that mara is bashing her on TOP of that. bonus points if mara happens to be included in "the girls"--I think this song does imply that OMB and mara were originally on good terms before their "first big fight" at a birthday party.

track 9: Geez Louise

i was NOT expecting to hear a rock/metal song from this album and i was smiling so hard when this came on. honestly surprised that i WASN'T expecting this because she makes so many different things but omg.

during my first time listening to the album, i'd remembered there was a song with a 7 minute timestamp in the trailer, but i forgot what song it was and by the time the album was over i was still waiting for the seven minute song. this song really does not feel longer than an average song to me somehow and it still feels only like three minutes every time i come back to listen to it.

i just... MAN. this song first being loud and angry and resentful, then bitter and dismissive with the "we don't have to talk about it", then suddenly transitioning into a feeling of like... an epiphany about identity in henhouse!'s part, is so so cool. the repeating "we don't have to talk about it" suddenly becomes like... an admittance of a sudden unspoken kinship. it's so... augh...

i had never heard about henhouse! before this song and after i was done with the album i immediately went searching and was shocked to only find one song... i am so excited to see more from henhouse! in the future though

track 10: Seventyseven dog years

hold on... is that the scream sample brakence uses in hypochondriac????? (maybe it just sounds similar haha)

the "do do ee oo ee oo oh oh"s in the background fading in and out are so pleasant and the crunchy texture of the drums in this one are so nice and i really like how the song transitions very nicely in and out of busy-ish loud and quiet sections

it's a little hard to hear the vocals during the louder parts but still a very cool experience!

i don't really know what the significance of dogs in this album is yet but i am curious because they've popped up a couple times (this song, the whole "ilovemydog77" password, arg and song thing)... i wonder if it has something to do with "dog" being an anagram for "god"

track 11: Uncanny long arms

ohhhhhh my god oh my god. i already knew this song was gonna be crazy because JANE REMOVER but man. i got interrupted in my first listen during the first verse of this song but i was so bewitched by the vocals that i had the chorus stuck in my head until i kept listening. another AWESOME example of how much vocals have been growing and evolving since the past albums... all the singing in here is so good and this song is just captivating.

the echoey louder part of the chorus ("and i saw that my hands were in a different place than before"/"and i woke up and felt my hands all on the carpet") transitioning into that ADDICTIVE "i can touch my toes/without bending over") is just so so pretty.

AND THEN THAT PART WHERE IN JANE'S SECTION IT DROPS OFF FROM THOSE VOCALS INTO A CRAZY EFFECTS ZONE. when the vocals suddenly break off and stutter and you suddenly honestly feel a little scared at where the song is going and then it fades gently into strings and more echoey vocals. GAH..... this album and its ability to play with my feelings...

(currently talking about this song while taking into account the current theories on genius that it is about mara realizing she has stalked S*nny so much that now she is talking to her, she has realized that she has overstretched and done something wrong (the metaphor being "waking up with long arms"), then deciding to withdraw ("getting an arm reduction").

the inlaws callback actually blew my mind when it showed up. i guess it kinda is a bit of irony in terms of the Lore... originally the lyrics of kinko's DO fit mara because she doesn't necessarily have real struggles (but yearns for S*nny's tough upbringing and struggles), but NOW she is just realizing what she has done by inserting herself into S*nny's issues and realizing she could affect them and have a huge impact for better or worse... ough...

track 12: Good luck final girl

this song feels both really cozy and mournful,,, especially the tune of the chorus and its tone... i can't decide whether "i hope you get what you deserve/that's not how this thing works" is more bitter or hopeful, but i think that's kinda the point because the description of this song says it's about the main characters realizing how they should grow up

considering there are 3 verses for our 3 main characters... i thiiink that the middle verse is most likely S*nny's (it talks about a girl down the block offering to help her, but she rejects the offer and says she doesn't need "people like that" anymore; likely referring to mara, "the girl next door" whose interactions with her were um. yeah.)

i am not sure which in the top and bottom match with old money bitch and mara... i think the last verse is OMB mostly because of the "ive postponed my suicide indefinitely" line, and also because of the sudden tone shift of the song (no more guitar, ambient noises in the background giving the feeling of being around people but feeling alone, the repeating of a final line over and over at the very end until it fades away like in Shoot to kill, kill your darlings)

um yeah. good album. good luck. wall sock er 👍

#music #underscores #wallsocket #wallsocket underscores #text post #ask #musicposting

[fmab]

This is unapologetically nosy but I am interested in your feelings on tma if you'd be willing to share. I'm not a fan of it but it is something I know I want to get into "sooner or later". So many people sing it's praises but I'd really appreciate another perspective before I put time into it.

No worries if you don't want to, I can see plenty of reasons why you wouldn't.

nah i dont mind you asking, its okay. the following is entirely my opinion take it with a grain of salt because its been years since i have listened but these are my personal thoughts.

To open, i will be honest, a huge portion of my distaste for it is entirely personal reasons. I have a lot of associations between it and someone i had a complicated long term relationship that is no longer in my life, plus weird interactions with other fans, and the tma server i used to run that slowed to a crawl after a while. it was also just a really weird time in my life as i was recovering from a prolonged psychotic break. I was very on edge and paranoid, and the fandom was in general filled with freaks. Another personally annoying thing was you know how it goes when something you were into gets massively popular and suddenly your fave characters are getting mischaracterized left and right.

In terms of the actual content of the show: I enjoyed the first 2 seasons a lot more than the later ones. Especially seasons 4 and 5, the style kind of changed and I felt like the show lost its magic for me as the more was revealed, and the less mystery there was. You know how in horror, the more that is left to the imagination, the more horrifying and scary it is just because your brain fills in the blanks? Well. Without being able to speculate as much it just became more uninteresting to me. I also just. was uninterested in/didnt enjoy a variety of the characters (bg characters we got barely any info abt, cops, one time appearance characters, etc) + the fanon portrayals of them never did anything for me either. Examining the show thru a critical lens reveals a lot of weird racism and other weird shit and just... man. It leaves a very sour taste in my mouth. To me it almost feels like the more traction it got the more the writing changed to kind of. give people what they wanted to see? as opposed to what the earlier show was giving? Idk don't quote me on that it has literally been like. YEARS since I listened. A big reason why the show exploded was bc it had lgbt rep, and I remember enjoying j0nm/artin for a time but in retrospect it just isn't a relationship that feels very compelling or interesting to me anymore.

tldr I am just filled with spite and distaste and as much as I still feel fondly abt a few characters and enjoy the early show, it just. fell off so severely and i have no capacity to enjoy it anymore. and its just annoying when people go through to mass like/rb that content when i dont even like it anymore and will never post shit for it again

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