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ckret2 · 4 years

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idk if someone actually finally sent this ask but i'mma do it since it seems people are dancing around it: if you're comfortable with it, may we have some radiosnake sexual headcanons (wherein alastor is not sexually repulsed or is demisexual/grey-ace ofc)?? love, a very happy demisexual who just finished a cold day in hell literally two minutes ago

You win the prize for "actually has the courage to directly ask for sexual headcanons" because no, nobody else has asked yet. Sorry for taking so long to answer it but like... the answer is over 2000 words. Have fun.

Now, anon, I've got something important you should know.

When I brainstorm radiosnake stuff, there's a little chatroom I do it in. What happens is, a lot of times, I'll come up with a scene or a scenario or a plot arc, and I'll describe it to that chat. And then, every once in a while, I'll say, "... and then here's how that same thing goes over in the parallel universe where Alastor Fucks." I have. A looot of little ideas set in the parallel universe where Alastor Fucks.

(He's still somewhere on the ace spectrum in all those ideas—either he's demi or else he's sex-neutral/sex-positive ace, depending on the idea—but he does Fuck.)

However, 1) a majority of these ideas are very clearly set specifically in CDIH's verse, and so I don't wanna share them as broad "radiosnake headcanons" when they're tied to one specific fanfic; and 2) a lot of them are angsty, and if you're asking for general headcanons then I'm assuming what you probably want is them actually having a good time rather than several decades of self-induced suffering over unrequited desire. So if you want CDIH-specific stuff and/or angsty stuff (or, more likely, CDIH-specific angsty stuff), hit me up again and I'll share some more stuff. For now, I'll talk about more general non-angsty headcanons.

Okay so most of this answer is geared toward Alastor's perspective since it's like, it's the more interesting one to me in this context, he's the one gradually figuring stuff out while Sir Pent's hanging out being allo with over a century of having his sexuality sorted out.

So that you know what kinda headcanons I'm rolling with here: there's, like, several ways I can conceptualize Alastor's orientation in my head, and they're sorta ranked by how "true" they are to me. Not "true" as in "how canon I think they are," but "true" as in, like, what Feels the Most Right to me.

The #1 Most True version of Alastor in my head is 100% ace/aro. He's not "repulsed" by sex (or romance, for that matter) in the sense of "disgusted/horrified/never ever wants to hear about it," but he, like, has absolutely zero interest in DOING it. He's not repulsed by the subject but he is by most touch, including the kind of touching necessary for sex. Might have some, like, academic curiosity about sex & romance, might enjoy it in a fictional context simply for the drama it adds to a story, but has no desire to be a participant. He can listen to a friend talk about their sexual escapades in graphic detail for an hour without an ounce of discomfort but if they offer him a quick peck on the lips he goes "I'm out." He might have sex Once just to see what it's like/just to say he has and that’s where his curiosity ends.

So that's my mental Most True Version Of Alastor.

The SECOND most true version of Alastor is like, the exact same as that, except he's just barely demiromantic enough that he might, once, fall in love. The odds of him falling in love are the same as someone's odds of winning the lottery. This is the version of Alastor I use in CDIH and other radiosnake fics, where Sir Pentious happens to have been lucky enough to win the lottery, but also, it took fifteen years before it happened. Alastor's feelings about touch & sex are the same, EXCEPT that whoever he loves is excluded from the Touch Is Unpleasant rule, which opens up a few more possibilities.

And I've got more mental versions of Alastor but that's as far as we need to go to be relevant to this post.

So given the above: Alastor's natural internal pool of Enjoyable Physical Activities that he would be autonomously inclined to want to try with Sir Pentious is broader than "nothing at all" but stops short of actual sex. More like sensual activities.

The not-necessarily-sexual sensual things that are obviously & immediately available on Alastor’s Selectable Menu Of Romantic Physical Activities are gonna be things like:

--Cuddles! We're starting as vanilla as possible, folks. Cuddling and sleeping in bed together. 95% naked cuddles are acceptable, although Alastor is inclined to keep his underpants on. Moving to "underpants" from "underpants AND undershirt" is a Notable Intimacy Milestone for him because like Back In His Day undershirts were part of the required underwear, so to him that's taking off 50% of his underwear. It's like switching from loose boxers to a thong. On the other hand Sir Pent is just, totally nude, because look at him he already isn't wearing any pants, he's got nothing to hide.

--Massage! Neither one of them is any sort of professional but tbh on a scale of 1 to 10 a massage can be as bad as a 3 and still be enjoyable y'know? Alastor tends to offer if he notices Sir Pent is sore and/or if Alastor has decided he's gonna be in Extreme Over-The-Top Performatively* Romantic Mode tonight. He always sort of forgets that the option of being massaged exists until Sir Pent offers it in return, because, like, he thinks of himself as a floating radio voice with an inconvenient meat puppet attached, sometimes he forgets that the meat puppet can be pampered too. And then he sits there in a blissed-out daze while Sir Pent goes holy crap your shoulders are like oak, how have you not snapped your own spine with tension yet.

(*Note here when I say Alastor can get "performatively" romantic I don't mean "going through the motions but isn't feeling the love"; I mean that, like, basically NO romantic gestures come naturally to him because he just isn't feeling the gestures even though he's definitely feeling the love. He's sort of figuring out How To Perform Romance As An Action by drawing on how he's seen it done in books/movies/etc. and picking & choosing the things that seem most fun to him to do. So in a sense he is performing a role that he's conscious of when he interacts with Sir Pent romantically, but that's because "performing a role" is how Mr. Perpetual Radio Host approaches all of life—and he's only performing this one because he genuinely wants to and because he's enjoying it.)

--Body worship! Alastor is really deeply squicked out by touching someone's skin/hair/fur but on the other hand (and maybe specifically because it avoids the squick) he is really deeply fascinated by Sir Pentious's scales, which feel Not At All Like Mammal Skin. He also still does the "??? oh right, I have a body too" thing when Sir Pent returns the attention—but Alastor's like, okay, I’m obviously more familiar with my own body than Sir Pent is, I don’t find my body that interesting but it must still be interesting to Sir Pent.

--Showering together! Sir Pent has figured out that if he starts singing in the shower there is a 99% chance that Alastor will trip over his own pants trying to simultaneously strip down and run to the bathroom so that he can join in on SHOWER DUET TIME. Frankly it's a lot safer to just go "hey I'm about to take a shower, wanna join?" but sometimes he doesn't just to see how fast Alastor shows up.

--Kissing! Making out is completely and always an option. Three of Alastor's most defining character traits are being a radio host (which kind of reduces a person to their voice), his perpetual smile, and his cannibalism. Like 80% of this dude's existence revolves around his mouth. He's absolutely got some kind of oral fixation. He gets into making out—as long as it's with the right person. There is exactly one right person. Sir Pent is okay with this.

Other enjoyable mouth activities:

- Kissing places other than the mouth

- Being kissed in places other than the mouth

- Biting

- Being bitten

And there's the overall list of non-sexual sensual activities that Alastor is into!

... And then eventually at some point Sir Pent is like "no pressure but hhhhypothetically sssspeaking are there possibly any sexual activities you might be interested in trying out" and Alastor is like "What? Oh! Right! Actually forgot sex existed for a bit. Yeah sure fine let’s try it." And that's the point at which they start experimenting with activities beyond Alastor's default activities!

Despite just about everything else with mouths being good, things Alastor is NOT into:

- Blowjobs

They did try. It seemed like a logical starting point. Alastor was like "I've liked putting my mouth everywhere else on this snake, it stands to reason I'll like putting it there too!" He got himself psyched up. He faced down The Dicks. He went, hmm. He stuck his tongue out and poked one.

He went "Yeah this isn't happening."

And Sir Pent went "Honestly you've already surpassed my wildest dreams just by getting that far."

They tried it the other way around too and Alastor went "Yyyye... hmmm... nnnnnooo no, no, don't think so. Not into that at all."

And it took him all of five seconds to reject the mere possibility of ever trying rimming, and the only reason it took that long to reject is because first Sir Pent had to explain what that is.

But everything else with mouths is great! Like. Everything. Sir Pent could go "can you lick my eyeball" and Alastor would go "which one? :)" (Sir Pent would probably not ask for this. But the point is he could.)

Figuring out Alastor's acceptable/enjoyable sex acts was a lot of experimentation like the above with BJs. And what they figured out is: he doesn't want his junk touched. Like. At all. In any context. Which, you know, understandably cuts down on nearly all the sexual options out there. But that’s the hard line: no touching his dick and no touching his butthole. Even if he, like, actively has a raging boner.

(Fun fact that I actually had to do research on, because despite being ace I did not know this due to the fact that I don't have a dick: if you are ace and have a dick there's good odds you'll still pop a boner in sexual situations, even if you have zero interest in what you’re looking at or participating in it. It's like something in your crotch goes "oh! Oh! A naked butt! I know what to do here! We got training for this! Time to ready the cannon!" and something in your brain goes "why the hell are you readying the cannon, we are absolutely not going to use the cannon, the cannon is a major inconvenience here" and the something in your crotch goes "listen, pal, I'm just following my orders. I don't tell you how to do your job, don't tell me how to do mine." The tl;dr here is that when Alastor is experimenting with Sir Pent, he could be completely bored out of his mind and still get a boner because biology is funky like that.)

The first few times this happens Sir Pent goes "are you sure you don't want me to, y'know, give you a handjob or something?? I feel like an inconsiderate jerk not helping out" and Alastor goes "absolutely not" and Sir Pent goes well okay I've made a career out of being an inconsiderate jerk, I guess I can do it in the bedroom too.

What they do manage to gradually figure out is that Alastor is perfectly fine with touching Sir Pent's junk, as long as it's not with his own junk or with his mouth. So hand jobs? Totally fair game. Letting Sir Pent grind against his thigh or abdomen? No problems with that. (Alastor flopped on his stomach going "this really does it for you??" and Sir Pent rubbing in Alastor's tail fur going "... yes." and Alastor is like, "wow. wild.")

More than that, Alastor gradually starts to figure out he likes that. Not necessarily the sensation of having a couple of dicks rubbing on his thigh—that's just sorta weird and probably always will be—but the knowledge of what it's doing to Sir Pent. He likes knowing he's giving Sir Pentious pleasure. He likes hearing him gasp and seeing him writhe and knowing that it's because Sir Pent wants Alastor and that Alastor has the power to give him exactly what he wants. He likes hearing Sir Pent hissing his name and little praises and one-word requests. ("Alastor’s existence revolves around mouths” includes sounds coming out of mouths, he gets more out of words and little noises than he does out of sight & touch combined.)

They figure out that what Alastor enjoys doing best is spooning Sir Pent from behind, wrapped around him to jerk him off. In bed or in the shower or even sitting with Sir Pent in his lap or between his legs. Alastor can put his chin on Sir Pentious's shoulder to listen to the sounds he makes and watch how his long long body moves, he can wrap his free arm around his waist and feel how he tenses and relaxes and squirms, they can kiss (and/or bite, biting is nice) with a little bit of careful positioning...

Also it's easier for Alastor to quietly sing to him from there.

... Alastor sings during sex. For the record. The first time he does it it's a nervous "I don't know what I'm supposed to be saying and it seems too quiet—oh I've got a solution" but soon it's just. A thing he does. Sir Pent gradually goes from "what? seriously? this is what you're doing?" to "lmao you dork" to "well I guess I now have a new kink I will never be able to get rid of, thanks." Sometimes he'll shakily sing along and Alastor's guts will melt into warm goo.

So there's a general overview of the more, like, normal stuff they get up to. Considering that their shared hobbies include things like "murder" and "being better than everyone else" and one of them is a cannibal, I'm sure that once they get down the basics they just get weirder. Copious amounts of blood get involved! Not their own blood. Other people's.

#(the content under the cut is of course very n s f w)#radiosnake #hazbin hotel #alastor #sir pentious #anonymous #ask #headcanons

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laschatzi · 6 years

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Corruption and Consequences

Here’s my contribution to @cscocktoberfest! Thanks for organizing this spicy event! @snowbellewells and @thesschesthair, there’s your car hood!

summary: idk?? Driving lessons taking a turn? No, really, this is pwp.

words: ~4,9k

rating: oh man. teetering on the verge of E, probably? It’s a special occasion.

also on: ff.net and ao3

“Can I offer you a ride, Deputy?”

Killian frowns and squints his eyes a little against the low, early autumnal sun, but no, his ears haven't deceived him: there's his wife casually leaning against the hood of her yellow bug, parked on its usual spot right in front of the sheriff's station.

“What are you doing here, Swan?” he asks and approaches her with a smile. “Weren't you supposed to assist your mother with the preparations for your brother's birthday celebrations?”

“Yeah, I did, until she said we were done.” Emma shrugs and pushes away from the car to greet him. “Maybe I wasn't very useful.”

“I can imagine,” he comments in an amused voice and kisses her smiling mouth. “Admit it, you only used that as an excuse for not having to help with the record filing.”

“Hey!” She whacks his arm playfully and chuckles as she opens the driver's door while Killian elegantly folds himself into the passenger seat. But then she admits a little sheepishly, “Well, I wouldn't have been useful with that either.”

He tilts his head. “I knew it!” While fastening his seat belt, he asks, “So, do you want to pick up something for dinner?”

She nods and starts the engine. “Later. First, I was thinking we could drive a bit to the outskirts and give you some driving lessons.”

“Driving lessons?” Killian isn't thrilled, to say the least. He's used to riding in the passenger seat of Emma's beloved bug by now, but trying his own hand at its helm? He doubts that such an endeavor would end well. Even though he's a fast learner, he's still in the process of getting used to driving a car, and he hasn't tried any other vehicle than David's truck so far. “No offense, Swan,” he says carefully, “but I think your father's car is much more suitable for me.”

She grins cheekily and challenges, “What, afraid you can't handle this one?”

He throws her an indignant look. “The vessel I'm inept to captain has yet to be built.”

“I thought you'd say that,” she replies in a satisfied sing-song voice and takes the road that leads out of town towards the direction of the troll bridge; the old, barely frequented road is ideal for her purposes.

As it turns out, Killian has indeed difficulties. The old Volkswagen of course doesn't have power-assisted steering like David's truck, and having to take his hand off the steering wheel every time he has to change gear, doesn't help either. Also, even if he puts the seat in the rearmost position, the footwell isn't really spacious enough for him to safely operate the pedals. The engine dies a few times, and the stubborn little car hops and stutters more than it actually drives, much to Killian's frustration. He really has no idea what got in his Swan's head to suggest this. After twenty minutes or so of struggling, he loses his concentration, and his boot gets stuck with the accelerator somehow.

He swears very colorfully, and Emma quickly interferes with a flick of her wrist, freeing his foot and letting the car come to a halt in a large parking bay beside the road, more of a clearing actually.

“Bloody hell!” he curses and runs his hand through his hair. “I told you it was a bad idea.”

“It's okay, Killian,” she tells him lightly and puts her hand on his leather-clad shoulder, “relax.”

“I nearly got us killed,” he huffs, “this vessel is more stubborn than its owner.”

Emma giggles. “Oh come on, don't be so dramatic,” she teases. “No harm was done. I had our back.”

“Hm.” He nods grumpily and tilts his head. “I just can't suffer the thought of you getting hurt.”

That melts her, and she feels little guilty for having fun with this. She throws him a tender, apologetic glance. “I know.” In a soothing move, she scratches her fingertips through the hair at the back of his head and says a little ruefully, “It's not your fault. I'm sorry I insisted.” She shifts a little closer and presses a kiss to the freckle right below his right earlobe before she whispers, “Can you feel the adrenaline?”

Killian frowns in question and turns his head to look at her. “I have heard the word before, but I don't recall what it is exactly I'm supposed to feel.”

“The thrill,” she tells him enthusiastically, “the excitement!” Placing her palm against his chest, right over his heart, she elaborates, “It's a substance in your body that fires up your heart rate and makes the blood boil and pump faster through your body... it's like a rush.”

He tilts his head and scrutinizes her thoughtfully through narrowed eyes. Even though she tried to calm him down a moment ago, she looks suspiciously flustered now herself. He senses an interesting vibe coming from her, and now indeed a rush of heat flows through his veins.

“Are you asking me if I'm libidinous?” he questions with a raised eyebrow.

Emma looks at him from underneath her eyelashes, and the vibe gets even more interesting when she asks back, “Does that mean horny?”

He chuckles. “Indeed, it does.”

She licks her lips, and just like that her demeanor impressively switches from playful bantering to... yes, definitely seductive. “Are you?” she challenges in a husky voice and brings her right hand up to palm her breast. His eyes wander to her fingers, and she lightly pinches her nipple through her tank top and underwear, causing it to stiffen visibly. Then she adds, “'Cause I sure am.”

Oh, she wants to play. And, as it seems, in the open. Killian narrows his eyes and gets a little lost in the moment when he watches her thumb and forefinger deftly and provocatively roll her nipple between them. Immediately, he feels his cock spring to life in his denims; Emma's reckless self never fails to have that effect on him, and who is he not to go with the flow?

“Did you really just inappropriately approach a law enforcer, lass?” he inquires sternly and notices her eyes light up with devilish pleasure in response to his tone. Her whimsical demeanor gives him more than an inkling as to what she's in the mood for, and her reply confirms his suspicion.

“Maybe,” she purrs and wraps a strand of her ponytail around her left index finger in an only seemingly innocent, girlish gesture that makes his fingers curl involuntarily... he can almost feel the cool silkiness as he imagines entangling his own fingers into her golden locks and... pull. Just a little.

“Are you planning to go all severe officer on me?” she asks back coyly, hopefully, and lets go of her nipple to slowly smooth her hand down her front, stopping short before getting to her... sensitive area.

Hmm, so that is her game, just like he thought. Far be it from him to not play along if she wishes so; a prickle at the base of his spine spurs him on. He raises an eyebrow and draws a deep breath, trying to calm himself down and keep his voice nonchalant. “Well, may I remind you that you corrupted me into the duty of being a law enforcer,” he retorts, “and whenever I accept a task, I aim to fulfill it,” he runs his tongue along his teeth, “thoroughly.”

She purses her lips in a pensive way, definitely approving of his reply. “And what does that mean?” she wants to know, a challenging sparkle in her eyes, and damn, his jeans feel very tight right now, too tight.

But he keeps his features under control. “Indecent behavior will have consequences,” he tells her firmly.

Emma pulls her lower lip between her teeth and sucks on it for a moment, damn well knowing what the gesture does to him. He shifts a little in his seat. “I like the sound of that,” she purrs and adds, “Well, and you corrupted me into” – she pauses for effect – “pillaging and plundering.” Sliding nearer, she puts her hand on his leg.

Without his head moving, his eyes flicker down to her fingers which are lightly wandering along his thigh towards his crotch. “Consider yourself warned,” he says darkly.

But she isn't impressed in the slightest, like he expected. “Define consequences,” she prompts instead in a breathy voice, as if she hasn't heard him, and brazenly cups him through his denims; his erection, if not fully grown yet, is already remarkable, and she smirks as it fills her hand.

Time to say the words Killian knows she's waiting for, and so he does and puts just the right amount of sternness in his voice while his eyes gleam in a steely blue. “Bad girls get punished.” If she wants him severe, then she'll bloody well get it.

She's thrilled that he's picked up her lead and, like she's used to by now, knows exactly where she's aiming at. That's one of the many reasons she loves this man so much: they're always on the same page, he reads her, he always intuits what she wants or needs (which is not necessarily the same), and he always provides it. Curling her fingers around his bulge, she carefully squeezes and is rewarded with a sharp intake of breath and a twitch of his hardening cock. “Can you be more specific, officer?”

God, did she need to hear that low growl in his voice; it shoots a bolt of liquid heat right between her legs. So do his following words when he leans a little forward and bores his eyes into hers to point out, “I've found a proper spanking never fails to convey a lesson.”

Killian is excited to see his Swan's eyes light up with sinful delight, and the anticipation makes his cock twitch in her hand again. “I suppose you're right,” she replies coyly and plays with her hair. “And after that lesson...?”

He tilts his head. “Obedient students always get a reward.”

Emma smiles and licks her lips deliberately lewdly while her fingers expertly unbuckle and unbutton his denims, find his zipper, and start to pull it down. “Is that a promise?” she demands to know, her voice breathier than ever.

He doesn't take his eyes off her face. “Oh yes, young lady.”

She chuckles gleefully and reaches into his loosened jeans to free his erection from its confines. Her tone is almost apologetic when she asks, “How could I not get indecent when you have such a glorious cock in your pants?”

“Indecent and foul mouthed,” he comments severely, “seems like you do indeed need correction.”

In response, she grasps him firmly and pumps him a few times, enjoying the feverish heat of his smooth skin against her palm and the steely rigidity underneath; he's deliciously rock-hard by now. When she throws him a cheeky, challenging glance while her fist keeps slowly moving up and down his shaft, he returns her gaze seemingly unimpressed, and she can't help but admire his self-controlled game. She leans over and down and licks a slow, languid, wet stripe along his whole length which has him draw a deep breath.

“Last warning, lass,” he tells her severely, his voice only slightly strained from the pleasure rushing through his veins right into his throbbing cock. “If you stop now, you might get away with a slap on your wrist, and your pretty arse remains as untouched as it is.”

Emma chuckles throatily and swipes and swirls her tongue playfully over his swollen head, teasing the tender, shiny skin. “What fun would that be?” she murmurs and then finally takes him in her mouth, sucking him in deep right away.

“Damn,” he groans and looks down at her head in his lap, always a glorious sight, “you are for sure a wanton lass. I will enjoy teaching you your lesson.”

She just hums in agreement, the low vibrations of her voice shooting like a bolt of electricity through his entire body. Relaxing her throat, she swallows around him, then pulls back and almost releases him completely, only her lips holding him within right underneath his head.

“Fuck. Do that again,” he commands, and she obeys all too eagerly, hollowing her cheeks and adding more pressure. “Mhmmm. Faster.”

She all but chuckles against his flesh and follows his demand rather unhurriedly, setting a steady, but not too frenzied rhythm; she knows it's going to drive him insane and keep him on the edge for a bit without pushing him over if she continues like that, sucking his cock with relish and deadly accuracy, nice and slow.

Killian lets his head fall back and groans deep in his chest while the goddess he's married to downright destroys him with her mouth. Even though he's playing the dominant part in this thrilling little game, even though she's in a vulnerable position, right now she's the one in complete control, and she knows it. Heat and energy spread through his whole body, like she's charging him with every stroke of her tongue, every scrape of her teeth and every swallow. In disbelief, he looks down at her head again that's bobbing up and down in his lap while he's fully clothed on the driver's seat of her car by a public street in plain daylight. She's blowing him lazily but thoroughly, and it's wanton and dirty and utterly sinful. He feels a telltale prickle at the base of his spine and knows it's time to speed things up a bit. Thankfully, Emma seems to sense the urge and intensifies her ministrations: her rhythm becomes faster, she takes him in deeper with every move, and sucks even harder.

“Hmmm,” he hums, “what a bad, greedy girl.” He wraps her ponytail around his hand, guiding her firmly down on his cock while his hips buck upwards and thrust into her mouth. “Go ahead, Swan,” he growls, “earn your punishment.”

She moans in response, a truly wanton sound, and that sends him over the edge. His hips stutter, and he holds her head in place as he shoots his hot release into her waiting mouth with a groan and a lustful grimace. He doesn't release the grip on her hair until he's thrusted every last bit of his aftershocks into her, and she swallows every last drop.

Then he lets go of her hair, and for a few moments he just leans back with closed eyes, breathing heavily and listening to the rush of blood in his ears slowly ebb away. When his breathing has steadied again a bit, he turns to look at her, and she's an incredible sight. Her face flushed, her hair messy and her lips red and swollen, she throws him an almost triumphant smile. When she licks her lips lewdly, he knows it's time to get to the second act. Consequences.

“Get out of the car,” he orders sternly and tucks himself away. “It's teaching time.”

Emma smiles to herself in eager anticipation and leaves the car unhurriedly, closing the door with a determined click, while he does the same. Her lips are still tingling, and she still has a faint trace of his taste on her tongue, and now her lady parts are tingling as well, in a very un-ladylike way. Giving your husband a blow job in a car on a public road in plain daylight will do that to you; expecting him to fuck your brains out in return – even more. She deliberately waits on the passenger side until Killian beckons her with an impatient flick of his hand.

“Over here,” he tells her gruffly, and she practically saunters around the hood of the bug, soaking up the stormy nuance of ocean blue his eyes have darkened to; it's that shade that promises dirty things and danger.

She steps between him and the car, raising her chin almost defiantly. “What now?” she asks.

He leans a little forward so that their noses are almost touching and lowers his voice. “You know what now,” he replies, “You are going to be a good girl and bend over, and I'm going to give you the proper spanking you seem to need.” He pops the 'd' a little, and she feels a wave of heat rush between her legs.

“And the reward you promised?”

“I said obedient students get one,” he points out, raising his eyebrows. “You'll have to earn it first. We'll see about that later. Understood?”

She bites her lip to control her knowing smile. “Understood,” she confirms.

“Good.” He tilts his head. “Now turn around and bend over the hood. I'm not going to ask again.”

When she turns around on her heels, already moving to bend forward, she hears Killian's protest, just like she expected.

“Uh-uh, what's this?” he reprimands, and when she throws him a mock-questioning look over her shoulder, he raises an eyebrow. “I'm afraid the pants have to go down. We want to do this properly, don't we?” He smirks. “You'll want to feel it.”

“Of course,” she murmurs.

“Oh, you will,” he promises darkly, and she shudders involuntarily, briefly squeezing her thighs together.

She unbuttons and unzips her jeans and pulls them down mid-thigh, making sure to wiggle her hips properly, but leaves her underwear in place – she's sure if anything, the (already slightly damp) black lace thong will spur him on even more. They have indulged in similar games on occasion, and the few times he's taken her over his knee, the sight of a scrap of lace between her cheeks has always... inspired him. She raises her eyebrows at him in question and is pleased to notice how his eyes are glued to her ass and his fingers are flexing at his side. When he tilts his head in a nod of approval, she braces her hands on the curved hood of the car and bends forward, leaning down low. She mightily enjoys the feeling of being exposed to him like that, because she knows she's absolutely safe with him, and smiles in eager anticipation as she awaits the first slap. When it comes, it's unexpectedly light, more of a benevolent tease.

“So, shall we begin?” he asks casually.

“Yes, please,” she replies huskily.

“Very well.” His voice is smooth as silk now as he goes on, “So, are you aware of what's going to happen here, Swan?”

“I'm being punished.”

Obviously, he's bent forward, because his hot breath fans over the side of her neck when she hears a raucous whisper right next to her left ear, “That's bloody right.” And then, with a loud smack!, a hard slap lands on her right ass cheek, and she gasps at the sudden pain. “And why is that, lass?”

“I've been bad,” she answers breathlessly, her heart thumping in her chest and hot arousal coursing through her veins.

Another slap, even harder than the previous one, lands on her left cheek. “Is that all?” he growls.

“Very bad,” she adds quickly, and he hums in agreement.

“Too right.” He slaps her on the right cheek again, and it begins to sting a little. She pictures the bright pink blooming on her bare skin where his palm has landed, and the image has her clit swell and the proof of her arousal slowly seep into the lacy material of her underwear. “And what did you do?” he demands to know.

“I pillaged a law enforcer.” She knows she sounds a little smug, and she knows it's going to heighten his enthusiasm to teach her.

“That's a little elusive, don't you think,” he scolds and slaps her hard on the left side. “You might want to elaborate?”

“I sucked him off!” she gasps, “And made him come, hard.”

“Such a filthy mouth,” Killian comments severely. The next slap lands on her right cheek and elicits a small whimper from her, it's the third one there, and the pain, like from a thousand needles, is just-so masterfully teetering on the edge – it's almost to the point of causing her discomfort, but the pleasure still outweighs it; her clit is throbbing almost painfully now. God, she thinks, that reward better be good after such a build-up. But then she really has no doubt about it.

Obviously pleased by the sound she made, he tells her in an almost appreciative tone, “That was indeed very indecent.” He slaps her left cheek again and asks, “And were you warned before?”

“Yes!” she gasps and receives another slap on the right cheek that brings a rush of wetness to her eyes and to her thong that's already soaked with her arousal by now.

“And yet you couldn't resist, could you?”

“No, I couldn't,” she pants and adds defiantly, “and I didn't want to!”

That earns her a slap on the left side again, and she lets out another little sob. “So insubordinate,” he says with only mild reproach, “looks like this little correction was sorely needed. Don't you think?” Then she feels his large palm glide almost soothingly over her raw and stinging skin, and she lets out a little breath of relief for the break she gets.

“Yes,” she replies breathlessly, and he hums in appreciation.

“And what do you say, love?” he prompts.

Emma licks her lips and smiles to herself. “Thank you for teaching me.”

He leans forward again, even closer than before, and murmurs into her ear almost nonchalantly, “And have you learned your lesson now, love?”

She swallows, her throat feeling very dry, and whispers, “Yes.”

He's kneading her butt carefully, which has her hiss with both pain and pleasure. “And what have you learned?” he questions.

“Being bad always pays off,” she pants almost triumphantly.

He chuckles. “That's my girl.”

“Can I have my reward now?”

She jumps a little when her ass is unexpectedly showered with a series of quick smacks, but it's little more than halfhearted this time. “Cocky, are we?” he grumbles and asks, “Haven't you learned that if you want something, you ask for it nicely?”

She's so riled up and aroused that it's almost unbearable, and she can't stand the teasing any longer. “Please,” she almost whimpers, “Will you give my reward now?”

“Much better,” he tells her in a satisfied voice. “And what do you wish for, love?”

Emma loves and hates how he always draws this moment out, and dear God, she loves it. “Please,” she repeats and rolls her hips back in a desperate move, “give it to me good. Fuck me. Hard.”

“Well, that can be arranged.”

Killian rubs his hand over his mouth, the surrounding scruff making a scratching sound against his palm, and takes a moment to compose himself. Despite his dominant demeanor in this game, he's just as wrecked as she is. The whole scenario with her arse exposed and bare safe for that flimsy excuse for knickers, the sounds she made and the blooming pink of her tender skin as he spanked her, had his cock growing hard again, and it's throbbing uncomfortably in his pants now. And worse, the raw need in her voice when she begged him to take her, hard, combined with seeing her in that vulnerable pose almost sent him over the edge. He takes a deep breath and straightens himself into an upright position again, having his control back more or less.

She hears his zipper being pulled down behind her, and the sound alone gets her thong soaked with fresh arousal. Finally, he pulls the fabric aside and chuckles gleefully when he notices the wetness of the lace.

“Oh my, looks like someone's really enjoyed their punishment,” he comments, and she can hear the smirk in his voice.

She can't scrape together her wits enough to give a coherent answer, but he doesn't even seem to expect one at this point. Positioning himself at her entrance, he drags the tip of his cock through her slickness, before slamming home mercilessly and without further preliminary, making her gasp.

“Oh God,” she calls out and hisses at the sudden stretch and the burn of his jeans-clad hips against the tender skin of her well and properly spanked ass.

“Officer will do,” he replies smoothly.

He doesn't give her time to adapt, and really it's not necessary; she's so slick that he easily slides all the way in and out before he thrusts back in again, and he quickly finds a satisfying rhythm that has them both pant. Emma's legs are barely spread, because the jeans around the middle of her thighs are a hindrance for that, and so she's particularly tight, and it feels amazing, spurring him on even more. He sets a delightfully brutal pace, snaps his hips forward forcefully and fucks into her roughly, with her pants and moans soon becoming louder.

“God, yes,” she cries, “oh please, more...”

He grasps her bare hip with his hand and the dull curve of his hook and obliges. She wants hard, and by God, hard is what she'll get.

She braces her hands against the cool metal of the car, trying to withstand his assault and to take his deep strokes in the most satisfying way, and very quickly she can feel her climax build up. He keeps hitting her magic spot with deadly accuracy, and suddenly her knees feel very weak, and she just wants to crumble.

“Killian,” she almost sobs, “I–”

“That's it,” he growls as he pounds into her again and again, “that's what you crave, don't you? Come on, lass, let go. You know you want to.”

And finally, a mighty shudder runs through her body when her climax wrecks her, and with a cry, she comes so hard that she bucks in spasms; but instead of bringing her down, he wraps her ponytail around his hand again, pulls hard, and picks up even more pace. Relentlessly, he fucks her through her orgasm and far beyond.

“Good girl,” he praises, “there she is.”

He continues to ride her hard, and the heavy drag of his cock along her continuously trembling, overly sensitized walls is almost unbearable, the pleasure too much, like an electric buzz.

“Oh please,” she whimpers, “stop, I can't–”

But he doesn't allow her to come down and keeps pumping into her mercilessly. “Oh yes, you can,” he tells her gruffly, “and you will. You will take it all. I know you have one more in you.”

“Oh God, I–”

“Come for me, now!” he orders, and his voice is what does her in, she breaks and comes again, the helpless, almost feeble twitch of her muscles finally sending him over the edge.

The same moment, she collapses on the hood of the car, completely spent and blissfully unable to lift herself into an upright position again. Killian wraps his hooked arm around her waist and gently pulls her up.

“Breathe, love,” he whispers into her ear, quite short of breath himself, “just breathe.”

She nods and tries to, and slowly her breathing changes from frantic to a calmer rhythm, and the pounding of her heart in her ears softens and quiets down. With a sigh, she drops her head back to rest on his shoulder, and he brings his hand up to her exposed throat and caresses upwards until his thumb rests on her chin, tenderly stroking the little dimple.

“Are you alright, Emma?” he asks and brushes a feather light kiss across her temple.

“More than alright,” she confirms and chuckles lightly.

The sound makes him smile into her hair, her disheveled pony tail tickling his nose. “What is it, love?”

Emma turns around in his embrace, causing him to slip out of her and make a bit of a mess she cleans up with a flick of her wrist, and the next flick readjusts their clothes so they look decent again and totally unsuspecting to any potential passerby. She faces him and delights in his slightly confused smile as he raises his eyebrows at her in question.

Laying both hands against his chest, she asks, “Can you feel the adrenaline now?”

He laughs, a pure and joyful sound bubbling up from deep in his throat. “Was that your plan all along when you picked me up for driving lessons?” he suspects.

She raises her chin proudly. “Finding a secluded spot and misbehave? Oh yeah, for sure.” She tilts her head. “Getting my ass spanked? No.” She shrugs. “But I knew I had it coming at some point.”

Killian frowns. “What do you mean?”

She cocks an eyebrow. “Oh please, I know you've been wanting to pay me back for handcuffing you in the interrogation room last week.”

He nods almost solemnly. “Ah, that.” With a devilish smirk, he boops her nose with his ringed index finger. “Alas, I hate to disappoint, Swan, but that payback's yet to come.”

“Oh?” Her eyes light up and sparkle not less devilishly. “Well, I guess I'm not disappointed at all, then.”

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b0ne-marrow · 5 years

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General Sketch Dump

First off: Patreon hasn't been working for me as of late. I really can't do much, cuz even logging into Patreon off of postybirb I still can't post stuff. Ugh. Also, DA's been having trouble posting, so here's to hoping that it posts there. My horrendous Mcnuggets photo did because OF COURSE IT WOULD: https://www.deviantart.com/musical-medic/art/Meep-Meep-805231092 Soooo, here's the sketch dump I've been talking about lol I wanted to add more to it but I just have had the worst time trying to think of anything else to add lol I've also been working on some adopts I need to get to people too so maybe that's getting to me as well I numbered them cuz it'd be easy to explain/write about them So, I guess I'll get into it: 1. I doodled Ami, one of my RWBY ocs! I wanted to doodle her with short hair to see how she'd look in it, inspired by the recent debut of the RWBY vol 7 Poster. Every time they change their designs around I wanna change my ocs's designs around too LMFAO To me, of team AURA (Arrosa, Umbra, River, and Ami) Ami was the most likely to have short(er) hair in my head, so I doodled it. I'm half and half on it? I like it better than her current hair but that's also because I drew her ref back in 2016 and looks bad lol. https://www.deviantart.com/musical-medic/art/Amitolah-602174140 2. OOF This is a quite a bit into the future of AURA+ (the metaphorical comic/ask blog with my RWBY ocs) so its spoilers and I'm trying as hard as I can not to spoil anymore than I already have so I gotta be quiet, lol. Kieran bbyyyyy whAT HAPPENED I mean I KNOW BUT BBY https://www.deviantart.com/musical-medic/art/Kieran-637420325 3. Speaking of RWBY and the Volume 7 poster, Blake has short hair! I LOVE it! I wanted to doodle it but had a hard time, but made myself finish it cuz I didn't feel like trying to think of something else to draw lol. So, I don't like it but I don't necessarily hate it either. 4. My little sister and I were having fun with that ol pokefusion webpage and I saved this horrible monstrocity. It's a fusion of a Slowbro and a Nidoran Male and I just HAD to draw it lol I have more saved, but IDK if I wanna draw them (Fun fact, this is how I ended up making/figuring out my Pokesona, which is a Ninetales and Cubone/Marowak fusion.) https://pokemon.alexonsager.net/80/32 5 and 6 are related to each other, lol. 5 has a young Amaya with her dad, Vasco. I recently adopted Vasco from imartist22:devimartist22:! After some thought I've decided he is a vampire bat pony and is kinda big. like Big mac-ish big. He tries to get bigger animals (andofcourseafewwillingorkinkyparticipants) that won't just straight up die after he gets enough blood to eat. I'm stuck between having him be with a loving partner and having him be a bit of a prick that got a mare pregnant and just had Amaya randomly dropped off at his doorstep one day LMFAO. Loving family or fuckboi turned into good dad... HMM. In this image I imagine that Vasco liked to sit under trees a lot to relax, and he brought Amaya with him to do so around the time she was dropped off at his place. he happened to be sitting under an apple tree when one of the apples fell, startling poor little Amaya but kicking her insticts into gear. This apple must pay for it's delicious looking crimes and Vasco is 100 percent amused and isn't gonna stop her. Amaya's a Fruit bat pony (thanks to her mom's genes), and her heckin huge canines make it hard for her to feed on anything besides mushy/old fruit usually, but of course, it didn't stop little Amaya from trying. 6 is an illustration that takes place mere moments after 5. she pounced the apple, trying to suck the sweet juices out of it. Vasco has to take it away from her and juice/mush it lol You can see Vasco here: https://toyhou.se/2561820.vasco AND you can see more pics of Amaya here, as she's a rather old oc I've had for a while now: https://toyhou.se/628481.amaya OLD ART WARNING OOF https://www.deviantart.com/musical-medic/art/Ze-Bat-Poneh-525079939 https://www.deviantart.com/musical-medic/art/Amaya-bat-pone-535836955 https://www.deviantart.com/musical-medic/art/Getting-Used-To-Things-597913100 https://www.deviantart.com/musical-medic/art/Static-623480499 That's all I really have for now I think, so yeah lol. Enjoy <3 A special thanks and shout out to these lovely people for supporting me on Patreon: -TBA If you like what I do on here, please consider supporting me on Patreon as well as the other websites I'm on, as well as commissioning me or donating! Every little bit you can do to help directly supports me. Patreon Perks include: - Early Access to all my works. -Access to WIPS and a special shout out on every post I make. - Being tagged whenever I post a new adoptable/auction! - Drawings of your choice linked to how much you contribute! - Getting up to a 70 percent discount on your next commission from me! - Early notifications to when my commissions are opening and the ability to reserve a slot! The websites I'm most active on are Deviantart and Tumblr, so please message me there if you have any inquiries!! Commission Information:https://www.deviantart.com/musical-medic/art/Commission-Information-OPEN-797509905 Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Musicalmedic DeviantArt: https://www.deviantart.com/musical-medic Furaffinity: https://furaffinity.net/user/musicalmedic/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/Musical_mediic Tumblr: https://Musical-mediic.tumblr.com

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battrishcrazy · 6 years

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Jinnkies, SCOOBYNATURAL!!! - for this blog you definitely want to go to my actual webpage blog. There are lots of pictures and I put alot of time into formatting it!

http://www.justtrishsmith.com/lilbatblog/march-31st-2018

The intro is about me and my love for Scooby, Superntural, Buffy, and just so you get to know me better then the bottom is spoiler filled, and is my commentary on the Scoobynatural episode!!! leave comments!!

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Guys!!!!! This is seriously the best thing ever created!! We'll maybe that's an exaggeration but I mean its pretty accurate. Its kinda rare I get excited about anything, and typically when I do I some how get let down because my exceptions are too high. BUT 100% just WOWing at Scoobynatural!! Supernatrual is longstanding my favorite TV show (yes, I like it more then BUFFY.) Well I do now, I was overly obsessed with Buffy in High School. It is kind of embarrassing but also not really, I stand by my obsession! I made a lot of my friends because of it in college I even called our friend group the Scooby-Gang; as from Buffy... As a kid who didn't love Scooby-Doo, but I mean obviously I did. Been spooky since I was born pretty much haha! My room still has some of my my Scooby items. I typically; blankets, posters, even one of those plastic three drawer things with wheels- its pretty fancy too and the creepy eyes glow in the dark). And how awesome did I think it was it that Sarah Michelle Gellar (BUFFY) played Daphne in Scooby-Doo live action?! I would get so excited for all the actors in Buffy to be in anything else but for it to combine some of my favorite things, HELL YEAH! ((Matthew Lillard as shaggy was great, love that dude. SLC PUNK & SLC PUNK 2 are some more of my favorite things. If you havent watched SLC PUNK 2, go do so. Its pretty funny, probably my most watched movie on Netflix. I am Trish (from the movie), she is the future me. A kick ass punk/goth woman, with pink hair a floppy hat, and owns a oddity shop!!)) ... Because of my excitement and anticipation for months waiting the episode I wanted to share it with someone, even if they didn't love Supernatural too. A big thing on my mind lately is sharing experiences and excitement in things (hobbies, shows, etc) with someone you love. EVEN IF its not something you or they necessarily like. BUT for the reason of watching the one you love be excited and see how happy they are when they share with you. (This is actually one of my blog topics, because it keeps coming up or being on my mind, when I want to share but people are so accepting. I do my best especially for those I love to try to like or at least enjoy that they like something) but again I'll write that later. ( THIS IS JUST HOW MY BRAIN WORKS AND IT JUMPS ALL OVER BEFORE I EVEN GET TO MY SUBJECT) Because I was home I got to watch it with my MOM! Which was probably the best choice because she loves Scooby-Doo too, shes the one who let me watch it and like it. But also because she doesn't judge me on my love for Supernatural and weird things. Even though she may not understand it sometimes or like it she never judges me and just things I'm silly. Sometimes shes in the room when I watch Superntural or any of my shows and I kinda fill her in and then get to laugh out loud because someone else is in the room. I actully dont watch my shows around many people. I am a talker in movies BUT don't talk during my show, unless its little comments. I mean thats all I do in movies too, at least the first time watching is just my commentary (which sometimes is pretty funny or insightful and I should record it). But yeah I don't share my show time with many people and there are few I want to share it with. Because that is my nerdiest self when watching my shows for the first time!!! So, yeah, watching with Mom was a good idea, and I'm super happy I got to be home for the day and that she let me watch it and stayed up till like 1 am watching it with me). ... oh I suppose I should add in for those of you who don't know me well. I went to school for animation, film, and design. So some animations are super exciting and impressive to me, others stress me out, and then some I'm like WTF are you doing I know people who could do this way better. I also don't do anything with animation. Sadly, I hate drawing and don't like my hand drawn artwork. Its stressful and I don't have the patients for it. Although in college I took the classes because I wanted to learn visual effects not so much the animation. BUT I was the first to graduate from Point Park's animation program. At the time the program was brand new and mostly animation not visual effects. If I could go back part time and take a few classes, I would really love that.. maybe some day but 6 years of college already cost enough. I really want to take the class where they make music videos too but also I just wish to do visual effects and music videos. Which most everyone knows and I just need to get a gig and do it and learn from those around me I already have the foundations and many skills.. the point is some of the things I thought were the funniest were just because of animation jokes and such!! ... This isn't a review and definitely has spoilers. Its just what some of my thoughts and commentary was. To review or write out everything I'd have to watch again and write down my thoughts because I don't always remember them all. When I'm enjoying something and in the moment, not focused on anything else, I don't remember every detail just how much I liked it or disliked it and just my feelings mostly.. I just have to say the writers and creators of Supernatural and genius and always come up with such awesome ideas. I love the show because of the variety of monsters and not just the same basic thing over and over. Also they stick so close to legions and lore (from the knowledge of I have of these things). I'm so picky on supernatural shows of movies because I like tradition so I like the creativity combined to tradition. ... not writing in paragraphs just ideas as they came ... "MOM, dean just gets attached to objects okay" ... How they ended up in Scooby world was a mystery to me until watching. I knew the episode was coming and wondered how they would end up there but did'nt even really make any guesses. Sooooo (again spoilers here) they get sucked in with a beautiful purple electric portal type thing! I was like well I should have seen them getting sucked into the TV thing coming but I didn't, so surprised right off. Really my only thought was a cursed lunch box or a spell?.. Also purple electric is awesome, as I obviously always choose purple or green for anything I'm doing! ... the cartoon, exaggerated face slap! Pretty much my excitement matches Deans but even more so because I get to see his excitement (kinda like I was saying about enjoying loved ones reactions) ... "except Fred hes a Wad..." "Cas is kind of like our talking dog.."(cracked up and explained to mom that Cas is their angel.. in case she forgot) ... at one point realized that non of the characters have white in their eyes and drove me nuts for a few scenes ... Agreed Fred is kind of a dick.. Don't be mean to Dean, Dude. ... Oh the nostalgia of the castle with the bats!!! My heart! My love for bats probably started here. I CANT EVEN! ... Sam, dude, stop being a grump and enjoy the day and your brothers happiness. You're being a bummer and I want to punch you. I love you too but dude! ... Deans night gown.. Even mom laughed at that part!! ... Jinkies, Jeepers, RutRo, SON OF A BITCH!! all the Scooby gang remained pretty chill for seeing an actual dead guy! but the wondering of everything in this is just so perfect! how Sam points out its an actual dead dude to everyone saying their typical catch phrase!! just everything about this is so well planned, referenced, brilliant! ... Fred is a dick again... Daphne doesn't agree "not really" ha! ... someone is outside the window. everyone thinks its a bad guy.. I just yell CAS!!! then it ends up being Cas. His entrance as per usual is comedic... also I did not guess it was Cas following them eariler. I didn't make any guesses on that, again. (which is odd, I usually make all the predictions and drive everyone nuts, but I just was so focused!) ... "So, do they always just walk away from dead bodies" SECOND BODY- as soon as they show it I go "that's bit brutal..." and mom giggled. I'm assuming because of how fast I said it or because usually I complain about there not being enough blood. But HEY, I'm on the same page as Dean still and I'm in Scooby land and like WOAH.. also the Scooby Gang still not shocked at the blood, I guess they really think its fake or they just like.. IDK. ... Damn Velma you being a bit much of a bitch towards Sam. Like yeah your awkward and you think hes cute, but mean is not the way to go. (he's sensitive) ... I'd totally pick Shaggy and Scoobies split up time, not because I'm a chicken but just because who doesn't want to get to spend their time with those two, and go find some snacks! ... THE SCOOBY CHASE SCENE!!!! OMG.. more nostalgia! probably my favorite part of the episode.. maybe.. might have saw even Scrappy Doo running around! oh no! Shaggy falls and gets hurt!! Dang Shaggy, I've never seen you get so mad. He just knows he's typically invincible and just like doesn't think a think but he gets just a bit violent there with his reaction. My thought oh Cas is there hell, heal him..... BUT UMMMM he doesn't... I bring this up about 10 more times over the next few scenes. Just like why, they obviously know things are going on, or hey do it in secret. Don't let poor Shaggy suffer! ... again, oh no!! The Scooby Gangs hearts are broken, they don't know how to react to finding out that the supernatural exist.. freaking out!!!!! but Dean to the rescue, jumps in with a pep talk and gets their butts into gear for the battle!! (then the Scooby Gang gets a bit intensely into fighting monsters. They are a passionate bunch!!) ... Dean lets Fred come up with a plan.... which fails.. But I'll let you watch that without describing it! not too many comments that I made during the scene! JUST BUBBLES! ... go to plan B... HOLD UP WAIT... Good plan BUT like when you pull the book to the secret passage. ummmmm, how does the Ghost fall.. what?! I Just yelled out HES A GHOST!!!! but I mean okay, a minor critique. and were in cartoon world, so it's all good! the salt circle does make sense, and it is pretty when the ghost tries to escape and more purple shocks.... ... LOVE love love, green and purple combo (mostly is used in spooky or Halloween themed things) but also just my theme. website, just realized thats the color of my nails right now, have a bunch of tattoos that color.. also planning on getting the Superntural tattoo but in a new school way not tribal and in green and purples... talking about it this week actually. decided on that recently but before this episode but only makes me want to get it sooner ... Then they punch you in the heart!!!!!!!!!!! Because the bad guy is actually...... ... A KID!! an adorable little sweet kid being manipulated by a bad man! so so so sad!!! OMG! ... they then decide they need to cover up the realness from the Scooby Gang before they leave back to their world to set the kid free and then FINALLY CAS HEALS SHAGGY... in secret... SO LIKE WHAT TOOK SO LONG?!!! Come on Cas! ... THE END. well a few more scenes but nothing I have comments on!!! -- SO GO WATCH SCOOBYNATURAL NOW. Also will there be an episode where they go back or where they Scooby gang comes to the supernatural world and live action…. (if so better be Sarah, Freddy, Matthew, Linda.... oh and Seth Green too because who doesn't want more Seth Green on their TV!) ... Let me know if you like it, let me know if you hate it (I hope you don’t) Let me know if you want it to be more like other peoples reviews or if you like how I did this one.... I've never wrote a review on anything, and I don't really read them, or watch them. BUT I don't watch or read much because I want to create my own content and make my own style so it doesn't have too much influence by anyone else. But also I really want to support others, do research and become better! ... DO YOU HAVE A BLOG? DO YOU DO REVIEWS? WHAT DO YOU DO? COMMENT YOUR LINKS AND ALSO SUGGESTIONS TO OTHER PEOPLE DOING SIMILAR THINGS FOR ME TO CHECK OUT. OR EVEN SOMETHING TOTALLY DIFFERENT IF YOU THINK ILL LIKE IT ... THANKS! PLZ VISIT MY WEBSITE! THE BLOGS LOOK WAY BETTER OVER THERE!!

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