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ddejavvu · 11 months

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ok so personally, Im usually so adverse to romantic interactions that even if I click on that someone is genuinely pursuing me, ill ignore it or pretend they arent. maybe a defence mechanism? idk BUT it does make for the most rabid situations and thoughts ever ever ever

imaging best friend!James and reader maybe getting into the situation in which they have to share a bed sometime. maybe its a group vacation or something. in my head - James potter is a serial humper in his sleep sometimes. hes a big guy in all aspects, and he also cant help but wanna cuddle with you to sleep!! but that also means he wakes himself up a couple times by grinding softly on u, and he feels so bad, but thankfully youve never woken up cus of it. separately, youve also learnt to not mention that you can quite clearly uh..feel him some mornings when ur both drowsy, pressed together n still groggy. and you, oh so conveniently also never mention that you kinda like how it feels. but, hey-ho.

its the middle of the night, and as usual, James is spooning you from behind, he has to be bent a little to fit his head in ur hair, and hes pressing his entire body against ur back. the air still smells of washed-off sunscreen and sea salt, and theres a fan going in the corner of the room. and this time James wakes up to YOU humping HIM. im talking, his breath hitches and everythingggg until he realises ur sleep. ur asleep and grinding back on him and ur breathing is all stuttered and he always guessed youd be a little quiet but ur little noises are so breathy and holy shit ur wet????? theres no way you get this wet.. until James realises that hes propped himself up on his arm and is just staring down at where ur moving ur hips on him and he tries to snap himself out of it by waking u up. ur still groggy but absolutely mortified when he tells you "yeah bug, you uh- y'got a little excited 'bout me in ur sleep, huh? s'okay yknow, its okay :]"

and he 100% offers to help you out. even when u say that friends arent suppose to do that, AND also mumbling about how guys normally didn't really make girls cum and mentioning abt how you always hear people say its too complicated, he just brings up how you just grinded on his lap in ur sleep, and that felt good, so, how can it not be allowed? its just a friend helping out a friend! :) and that he can definitely get u off, he'd be sooo good at it!! the only way this goes in my head is that not much shuffling around is done, all that changed is that ur on ur back now, and hes licking his bottom lip into his mouth as he looms over you slightly from ur side, his hands moving down and down. he'd definitely be tilting his head and "yeah, this part feels really good, yeah? yeah" all nodding and smiling n shit. 'best friend' James from that point on, takes any opportunity to 'help you out', he'd transition into using more than his fingers too. he was in love with you before this but now???? hes a goner.

babe thank u for blessing me with these cause i did NOT feel like writing today so i let you tell me a story and it was amazing <333

this post is 18+, minors dni.

james potter sleep slut is canon in my mind... just the way he wakes up with his big beefy arms wrapped around you while his hips move?? mhm. and he wakes up and is like ohshitohshitohshit but he doesn't wanna let go!!! so he just tries to dial himself back in, but he most likely needs a minute in the bathroom to compose himself </3

no but if you feel it in the morning.. you don't wanna point it out 'cause what if he says something like 'oh sorry i'm just really sensitive' or 'sometimes the wind makes it do that' LIKE NO. YOU WANNA KNOW IF IT'S REALLY BECAUSE OF YOU. so you just keep quiet, but in the early morning when he's sleepily begging for fivemoreminutes and isn't quite in tune with his body yet, you're definitely hyper aware of his hard on digging into your thigh or butt or hip or belly or whatever <3

when HE wakes up to YOU grinding on HIM he's mindblown.. he knows he likes you, he knows you're pretty, but he marvels at how amazing you look while dragging your hips back against his, like how could you look this amazing??

but he feels even worse watching you than he does accidentally doing it in his sleep, 'cause this isn't an accident!! he's not catching you in the act by mistake anymore, he's just watching you grind on him and getting all worked up about it, which in turn is only making him more hard. finally he decides to just wake you, smoothing your hair away from your face and kissing your cheek, murmuring your name softly until you finally rouse. and when you're blubbering sleepily at him 'why'd you wake me?' he just smiles like :] oh you were having a wet dream :] just wanted you to know :] and you're !!!!!!! WHAT !!!!!!!

you're instantly apologizing a million times but he's reassuring you like no no no!! it's okay bug, really!! happens to the best of us <3 but if you want some help w that i can help you!! i mean i've got the facilities, trust me. just say the word and we can make your dreams come true :]

you're just instantly terrified. you're shaking your head, sitting up like no, that's not what friends do. and- and it's hard! to make a girl- y'know... and he's like ?? no it's not ?? i promise i won't have a hard time with you bug.

so once you've suggested that he won't be able to do it.. he's gonna do it. he'd never ever force you to do anything against your will but the only excuses that you have are that friends don't do that (and they totally do!!! james is right now!!!!) and that it would probably be hard for him, and nothing about you not wanting it. so when he finally gets it out of you that yes you want it, but no he won't be able to help, he's gonna go to town. he begs for a chance to prove you wrong and you should have known with his super competitive nature that challenging him would be dumb, but i mean. worst case scenario he can't do it. you're already expecting that. why not??

so he tries, rubbing your pretty little clit and stroking over your folds before dipping between them, only a little upset that you're already wet because it means that he can't get you all worked up first, he can't kiss the slick out of you, he can't suck on your neck until you're wet, it's already there </3 but next time for sure, for now he's very excited about just being able to touch you

your cunt is warm and wet and everything he's ever dreamed of, but he's too nervous about overstepping to ask to eat you out, so he doesn't.. but in future, it's coming.

but he absolutely soaks in the moment, humming and cooing and crooning at you about how good it feels, asking you every time you whimper if it feels nice, if he's doing it right, if you think he'll be able to finish you off. and it's so intoxicating having him that close that you absolutely have to use all of your willpower to not kiss him while he hovers over you. he guides you through your orgasm and brings you down gently, absolutely the perfect lover, and he even asks if he can lick his fingers clean. he's like wouldn't think it was weird, would you, bug? I can clean 'em off? and when you nod he sucks them clean, humming at your taste and grinning giddily at you.

now you have a helper ! he will not leave u alone. bed sharing is a must now, and the more you sleep together, the more horny you are for him, and the more you wake up in the middle of the night, and the more he 'helps you out', and it is a cycle that you couldn't break if you tried, not that you'd ever want to.

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stormz369 · 2 months

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The King of Hell and Me: Ch 4 - The Contract

Chapter Guide Ch 1 Ch 2 Ch 3 Ch 4

Summary: A witch summons Lucifer to earth to make a deal. Warnings: none I can think of? This is a generally sweet, fluffy chapter Word Count: 2.3k

Summoning the devil wasn't part of the plan. A demonic creature, yes, but the actual devil? The book didn't say anything about him. I was expecting to be dealing with an imp or some other kind of lower level Hellion. Someone with the power to do what I wanted, but not to completely fuck me over. Someone who'd take something I could spare. Not my soul.

The devil was also far less intimidating than I expected. He was a little on the short side, and far more human than I might have thought. Aside from the six glorious wings at his back, the least human things about him were his teeth and eyes; red and yellow, swirling with confusion and housing an ancient sorrow that seemed buried just below the surface. An unamused, but surprised look finally landed on me, knelt by the edge of the summoning circle. He made to move toward me, but was held in place by the ring of black salt. With a huff, he leaned back against the barrier, crossing his arms and observing me.

“... No one's summoned me to the mortal world in a long time. … You must be desperate.”

“I … I'll be honest, that wasn't supposed to happen, Sir … the book doesn't say anything about …” I fumbled through the book, rereading the spell. There was nothing to indicate who it called upon.

“Sir?” He chuckled, “well, that’s refreshing. Last time I was pulled into a summoning circle, the wretch had the nerve to call me ‘Dark Prince’ the whole time.”

I chuckled a bit awkwardly. “... Well, that's kind of a mouthful. If you don't mind, I think I'll stick with Mr. Morningstar?”

“Lucifer, please … but how did you know?”

“Aside from the snake and apple motifs you've got going on? You have six, very large, feathered wings. I might not be Christian, but I do know what angels are supposed to look like. … Sir.”

After a moment he let out a bark of a laugh, holding his sides. “Oh golly, you're entertaining! Alright, little witch. Whoever you were trying to summon, you've got me. So what deal were you trying to make?”

I took a deep breath to steady my nerves. Now or never, I guess. “My best friend is ill, and the doctors have given up hope. …”

“You want to trade your soul for your friend's life?” He smiled gently.

“... Does it have to be my soul?”

A strange look passed over his beautiful face, and he considered me for a moment. “... Maybe we can come to another arrangement. … There is something I can't get in Hell, and you did bring me here.”

I nodded slowly, curious what Lucifer himself could possibly want from earth. “Yes?”

“... Only sinners end up in hell. I … I gave Eve that apple for her own benefit. To help her, and her children. So they could be better, be more … more. Not just animals, consumed by their instincts. But I’ve never seen any good come of it …”

“Oh … well that's not at all fair …” I frowned, looking up at him. “Especially considering how much good there is …’’

He cleared his throat, nodding a bit. “Right, so … if you show me some of that good, I'll heal your friend. Do we have a deal?”

“Huh? N- no, I don't just want my friend healed. I want a cure.”

“... Same thing?”

“No, Sir,-”

“Lucifer.”

“... Lucifer, … the doctors don't know how to help her. Which means they don't know how to help anyone else with this illness either. I want my friend healed, but I also want there to be a cure for everyone else.”

A small smile slid across his lips. “... That amount of power will cost quite a bit more … but something tells me you're more than capable of paying the price.”

A crisp white scroll unfurled from his hand, gold ink scrawling across it before my eyes. I carefully took the paper in my hands, reading it carefully.

“... This says you decide when I've held up my side of the deal. How do I know you'll ever decide to pay up?”

He smirked a bit, sharp teeth glinting in the light. “You're a clever one. … Alright, as a show of good faith, I will heal your friend up front. … You earned that much at least.”

With a wave of his hand, the text changed. I reread the document and nodded. “... Thank you. Ok, where do I sign?”

A white feather quill appeared, and Lucifer took it. He tapped the end to his finger, and pulled away a trail of … liquid gold? He signed the bottom with a flourish, then offered me the quill.

“Touch it to the ring finger of your non-dominant hand, it will draw up a small amount of your blood to sign with.” He tapped the paper where I was to sign.

I nodded, taking the quill, and placed it against my finger like he said. There was a brief, sharp, pain and when I pulled the quill away a trail of red followed. My finger appeared uninjured, but hurt like I had pricked it with a sewing needle. I signed where he indicated, and the summoning circle went up in flames, leaving no trace.

Lucifer smiled brightly, rolling up the scroll before he handed it to me. “Your contract, my lady.”

I took it, standing slowly. “... Thank you …”

He snapped his fingers, creating a crackle of energy throughout the room, and grinned. “There’s my side done, for now. So, how shall we start?”

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It took me all afternoon to think on what to start with. While I made tea and thought about it, he entertained himself by looking through my books and movies. His wings disappeared as he sat on my couch, reading the back cover of a book.

“... Is this for entertainment, or documentation?” He held the book up to show me the cover.

“That’s historical fiction, so entertainment based loosely on fact. It's about the wives of Henry the Eighth. … Do you know about them? How much do you know about human history?”

He chuckled. “I do keep apprised of the major headlines up here, but I don't typically bother with anything more. … You derive entertainment out of the suffering of those women?”

I chuckled a bit, setting a teacup in front of him, and sitting on the other side of the couch. “I think most people who read stories about horrible events do so because they don't understand how such things happen. We have a certain … morbid fascination with cruelty. … But I think it's usually also about honoring the dead. … They suffered so horribly, but we remember them. We don't let the bad things that happened to them get swept under the rug.”

He took the tea, watching me. “... I see …. Well, what good is there in that?”

“Ever heard the phrase ‘those who don't learn history are doomed to repeat it'?”

“You think remembering their pain will keep it at bay?”

“Something like that … can't avoid pain if you don't know what you're looking out for. Can't protect your loved ones unless you know what you're defending them against.”

He chuckled, sipping his tea. “I see…” He watched me, a curious look on his face. “So, any ideas yet?”

“Well, I was thinking we could start around town. You said it's been a while since you've been on earth?” He nodded, giving me a curious expression. “Then I think we ought to start with a little tour around town, so you can get acclimated. Maybe something will strike your fancy, yeah?”

“... You don't have to do that, you know.” A small frown slid across his face.

“Do what?”

“The tea, taking me on a tour … it's cute, but unnecessary.”

I set my teacup down, raising an eyebrow. “... Cute?”

“Trying to curry favor.” He frowned more.

A sharp laugh ripped out of me, and I covered my mouth. “... I'm sorry. … I'm not trying to ‘curry favor' with you, Lucifer. You're a guest in my home, you should be able to expect some basic hospitality. My grandma always said we should be hospitable to others, cause you never know when it'll make all the difference in their lives.”

He watched me for a moment and chuckled softly. “I don't think your grandmother meant you to be hospitable to the devil, little witch.”

“If my grandma were here right now, she would ask why I haven't set out any cookies. Sadly, I have none to offer you. But I was thinking we could stop for ice cream on our tour. There's a really cute local ice cream parlor, I'd say it definitely counts as something good people have done with free will.”

He blinked slowly. “... You are … not at all what I expected.”

“I could say the same thing about you.”

After a brief moment he smirked, standing up. “Where's this ice cream parlor?”

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So I showed Lucifer around my little town. I took him to a playground where he could see happy families together. To a riverbank where my coven picked up litter and people went tubing and swimming. The ice cream parlor, and some other local businesses I liked. I bought him an ice cream cone, and a duck plushie he seemed particularly drawn to. He was hesitant to accept it, but once it was in his hands he held it to his chest, periodically stroking the tuft of fur on its head.

We walked in the sunshine, past schools and libraries. We watched a guitar player in a park, and got tacos from a food truck. And all day, I told him stories of kindness and generosity, big and small. Everything I could think of, from the Christmas truce in World War 1 to my brother's boss giving me free coffees when I pick him up from work. Any act of kindness I had experienced, seen, or heard of became an example of good things that happen because people have free will.

When it started to get late I took him to my favorite place to watch the sunset. He sat beside me, still hugging the duck plushie, and watched the sun dip lower and lower, the sky turning brilliant shades of purple and red.

“So? Any thoughts?” I watched him think for a minute.

“... They're good stories. But there's one problem.”

“What's that?”

“... Most of it wouldn't be necessary if evil weren't so prevalent in the world.”

“... Well, … you can't have good without bad.”

“What?” He frowned, turning to me.

“Without knowing about bad, you wouldn't know about good either. You'd just have … middle. In order to know you like something you have to be able to compare it to something you don't like. Otherwise it would all just be. … Plus, when everything’s going worst is when we notice good things the most. Smaller kindnesses mean more when we're hurting.”

Lucifer looked back at the sunset, thinking. “... Why did you give me the duck?”

I chuckled softly. “You seemed to like it, and I could afford to get it for you. Everyone should get a souvenir when they take a trip.”

“So you weren't trying to get in good with the boss of Hell?”

“Nope.”

“... Even though, by making a deal with me, you have condemned your soul to my realm when you die?”

“Anyone who thinks a duck plushie is going to buy them preferential treatment in hell is an idiot.” He gave me a skeptical look at that. “Lucifer, I swear, I only bought it for you because you seemed to like it.”

He thought for a minute, petting it absentmindedly again. “... You've held up your end of the bargain…”

“... But?”

“... When I finish my end, I go home. I can only be on earth for the time it takes to complete a deal. … I … I really enjoyed today.” As it got dark, his body started to glow with faint gold light. He looked up at the silver stars, and in that moment he seemed so sad, so delicate.

“... You know, I am asking for quite a lot … a cure for everyone with this disease, and all you get in return is some examples of kindness and an afternoon running around my town? … Maybe we could rework the contract.”

His eyes went wide as he turned to look at me. “... What did you have in mind?”

“... Well, you're not bad company. And I had a good day today too. We could do it again, if you wanted.”

Lucifer slowly grinned, and the contract was suddenly floating in front of me. An addendum was added to the bottom. Lucifer would send the necessary information to a doctor for the cure tonight, and once a month for the rest of my life, Lucifer would visit me wherever I was on earth. I would tell him more stories that showed what good has come of free will, and show him the good parts of life on earth.

I grinned, taking the quill that floated next to the scroll, and held it to my ring finger. A sharp pain later, I was signing at the bottom. Lucifer signed next to my name, his hand slightly shaking. “Alright … I'll see you again in one month then.”

I nodded. “I'm free on the third, if that works for you?”

He nodded. “The third. It's a date.”

With a snap of his fingers he was gone, and I knew some medical researcher somewhere was having the epiphany that would lead to the cure. In the meantime, I had a date with the devil to plan.

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eclecticqueennerd · 9 months

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Confessions

Part 3

*language, mentions of r*pe, kidnapping, mild gaslighting, brief mentions of smeggs, angst*

Butcher POV

You lot didn’t deserve how he’s been treating you lately, pushing you to the brink of exhaustion and then pushing some more. His need for revenge for Lenny caused Kimiko to almost die. No, that was her fault. She shouldn’t have jumped in front of Soldier Boy. Sure, Frenchie could have been killed but still, Kimiko will get better, she always does. At least y/n wasn’t hurt.

Oh y/n. He could list all the reasons as to why he fell hard and fast for you but there’s not enough hours in the day. Where he barked orders to the crew, you were there to keep their spirits up. When he fell victim to his thoughts of self-loathing, you were there to talk him off the ledge. You showed the boys loyalty when you finally got your revenge on the supe that killed your husband after finding out how high the Vought shit ladder went. You were support, humility, loyalty, kindness, knowledge, and compassion. Everything that Butcher wasn’t.

But then you had to go and become the very thing he despised. A fucking supe. In the back of his mind, he knew y/n was forced into becoming enhanced and that he shouldn’t have stormed out, especially after finding out how Homelander violated you. But even in the best of times, Butcher can’t control his anger. Despite how many times you’d tell him he’s not, he’s exactly who his father says he is.

*flashback*

When you were kidnapped by Homelander, Butcher went into beast mode. Anyone who had the smallest bit of information on where you were located was met with brutality that even made the boys nervous to be around him. When Grace told him that you were found and safe with her, he damn near dropped everything to drive as fast as he could to meet you. He had to see that you were alright. He needed to hold you and by doing so, would calm the waves of fury, sadness, and relief that was pulsing through his veins. He had to tell you that he loved you.

Grace refused to tell him your exact location, per your request. You should have just spit in his face, it would have the same effect. When the two of you were reunited, all the ill feelings dissipated as he finally got to embrace you. She’s fine, she’s here, my y/n.

“Where ya been dove, what took you so long?”

“Sorry, I wanted to stay longer to train.”

“You let some other cunt train ya? I coulda done it.”

The calm went as quickly as it came once new information came to light on how to take Vought down. Butcher never got the chance to confess his feelings.

While on missions together, Butcher wanted to but never breached the topic of what happened while you were kidnapped. He wanted you to trust him and tell him in your own time, as he did with you about Lenny. He was attentive to whatever needs you had; you did not want for nothing. As time progressed, he noticed subtle differences. You were quick to catch things falling off the kitchen table, you were finally able to open that jar of pickles you always asked Butcher to open, he purposely tightened it each time to make sure you’d come to him for help. One night you cut yourself with a paring knife while mincing garlic and the next morning,

“Hey, how’s the finger?”

“What about it?”

“Ya cut it last night making dinner.”

“No I didn’t.”

“Yeah, you did, I patched you up.”

“I think you dreamed that, Billy. See?” Butcher looks at your finger, “My finger is fine.”

“Huh, guess I did dream it.”

“Looks like we’ve been hanging out too much, you’re starting to dream about me dicing my fingers off.” Y/n was also increasingly jumpy around him even though he was as gentle as possible around her.

In hindsight, this should have been a red flag, but he's always been blinded when it comes to you. Now, piecing it all together it makes sense after you told him you were a supe.

“Hello, Earth to Butcher.” Maeve snapped her fingers. He came back to the task at hand, the Temp- V. Frenchie and Kimiko were at the hospital, MM quit the mission and went back to his apartment and tasked Hughie and y/n with finding Soldier Boy after he blew up a small building in New York.

“Did you even hear a word I said, Butcher?” Maeve asked. He shrugged,

“No.” Maeve scoffed.

“You should apologize to her.”

“To who?”

“Y/n.”

“You’ve got no business talking to me about y/n. How bout you just give me the Temp-V and fuck off?”

“Come one I know the two of you are fighting right now. She’s your friend and if you just tell her-“

“Who the fuck is telling you all this, eh?”

“Starlight.”

“Well, that cunt doesn’t know everything. I’ve got nothing to apologize for. I’ve done nothing wrong.” That’s fucking lie. Maeve threw the packet of vials on the couch.

“Fine, don’t take my advice. What do I know?” Just before Maeve left, Butcher stood up and offered her a drink of vodka.

“I’m 4 months sober you asshole.”

“Oh... Starlight never told me.”

“Like you said that bitch doesn’t know everything.” Maeve looks at the bottle and back to Butcher, she grabs the class and plops herself onto the couch. As the evening sky turned black, Butcher and Maeve busied themselves fucking on MM’s desk in the corner of the hideout.

“You know what Butcher? You’re a real piece of shit.”

Yeah, yeah, he was.

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shinelikethunder · 1 year

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SPN Brain Rot Tasting Menu

this is not a viewing guide. (the only SPN viewing guide i'll sign off on is "bomb your way through the first 3 to 5 seasons in order, then decide whether you want to watch the direct-to-VHS sequel eras.") this is a "someone near you caught SPN brain rot and you're trying to decide whether to join them in hell" tasting menu, based on what piqued my personal interest when i was still on the fence about continuing with the show.

criteria: basically, "ideal episodes to catch by wandering through the room with no context while a roommate is watching SPN." so, skewed towards self-contained, less-spoilery, solid episodes that don't make me want to fistfight them in the denny's parking lot, but did made something in my subconscious sit up like it had been slapped.

okay, shine, what the fuck is this show's deal: 2x16 Roadkill. god's perfect little self-contained one-off ep. nothing spectacular, just a solidly-executed ghost story set on a lonely mountain highway. fairly representative of how SPN monster-of-the-week episodes roll, requires zero prior investment in the characters to be good, and i'm fond of it because this is basically the point where i buckled in and committed to watching the rest of the show. but also, quietly, almost covertly, a thesis statement for some of the core underpinnings of the whole thing.

shut up and give me the sickos-haha-yes.jpg: 1x06 Skin. what if you thought you were in an X-File but ended up getting erotically tortured by a shapeshifter in the guise of your codependent brother? what if you fuckers were so repressed that this was the only way the show could bring itself to air the dirty laundry of your sibling dynamics. what if the monster was all the parts of yourself you could never quite bury deep enough. what then, huh.

tell me more about the childhood trauma AND/OR c'mon gimme more sick shit: 1x18 Something Wicked. still obsessed with how fractally disturbing this episode is. there's a monster that preys on children at night in their beds and the only way to stop it is to catch it in the act. if SPN were a show with anything to say about morality it could eat itself alive chewing on the question of using children as predator bait, but it's not. it's a show about The Horrors + the shit that couldn't be buried deep enough + family as the first and most inescapable hell + the ways it intertwines damage with salvation. also there's lots of Winchester family flashback content in this one if you want to get invested in these assholes and their daddy issues.

under the cut: duos and trios of episodes on specific themes, including some spoilery ones

fine, get me invested in these assholes and their daddy issues (low-spoiler Lite Edition) AND/OR gimme those Americana aesthetics: 1x11 Scarecrow + 1x12 Faith + 1x16 Shadow. 1x11: SPN does "small town that sacrifices people to the harvest gods" and the brothers have their first big fight (guess who precipitates it). 1x12: SPN does "faith healer with some shit going on" and we get our first go-round with both Sam's belief in a higher power and Dean cheating Totally Certain Death No For Serious You Guys. 1x16: SPN starts in on the relentless pilfering of world mythology and the construction of its own demon lore, and we finally get to meet dad in person, which will exacerbate the mental illness of zero overly-enmeshed twenty-somethings.

(early SPN demon lore fucks incredibly hard, btw, and goes some creepy-ass Twin Peaks places towards the end of the season, which the show later doubles down on just when demonic possession is at risk of devolving into a plot device. this doesn't prevent it from devolving into a plot device, but it does retroactively justify some wild gothic-horror readings of s1.)

the I DON'T CARE ABOUT SPOILERS AND I'M FINE GOING IN WITHOUT CONTEXT menu

get me invested in these assholes and their daddy issues (spoiler-tastic speedrun): 2x08 Crossroad Blues (+ 2x11 Playthings) + 2x14 Born Under a Bad Sign. 2x08: a banger of an episode based on some classic "earthly success by selling your soul at a crossroads" folklore; gains twelve extra layers of crazymaking if you end up finishing the season. 2x11 (optional): a "haunted gothic mansion" monster of the week with some fun stuff between Extremely Normal Siblings. 2x14: more quality sickos-yes content a la 1x06 Skin, with a "woke up covered in someone else's blood with no memory of the past week" setup that goes even further off the rails from there.

i want to study Dean Winchester like a bug: 2x18 Hollywood Babylon + 2x19 Folsom Prison Blues + 3x10 Dream a Little Dream of Me. no comment. no fucking comment. don't look at me. we're not going to talk about it.

ok but tell me about the angel content: 2x13 Houses of the Holy + 4x01 Lazarus Rising. you HAVE to get down in the crunchy details of how SPN has been treating the entire concept of god and angels to get the full effect of 4x01, which is one of the show's banger episodes of all time. 2x13 is great, self-contained, and surprisingly low on spoilers, but 4x01 of course contains massive ones for season 3, my stealth favorite of all SPN seasons.

people keep talking about SPN's goofy and/or meta episodes, what's that about?: 3x11 Mystery Spot + 4x18 The Monster at the End of This Book. both casually spoilery. 3x11 is the beloved "yesterday was Tuesday, but today is Tuesday too" time loop episode where Sam watches Dean die approximately 8908234 times (and then shit gets dark). the arc-plotty parts of 4x18 require head-spinning amounts of context, but this is the one where the show exists in-universe as a series of trashy pulp novels by a guy named Chuck, and it flies impressively close to the sun of some kind of meta-storytelling singularity.

i am a masochist who loves fun side characters whom the show will end up mistreating horribly: 3x12 Jus in Bello. contains all three of my problematic(ally treated) faves: Bela Talbot, a shameless con artist and dealer in supernatural artifacts who's just enough of a Dean parallel to drive him batshit cuckoo-bananas insane with hatred for her; Victor Henriksen, the cocky ambitious FBI agent assigned to investigate the Winchesters' multi-state crime spree; and Ruby, a demon who shows up claiming to be a defector from hell and tries to befriend Sam. this is SUCH a well-constructed base-under-siege ep with SO many moving parts, forcing Henriksen and the Winchesters and eventually Ruby into a great reluctant team-up. it's also my big exception to "no recommending episodes that blow my socks off AND make me want to hunt the writers for sport." mostly because its Big Bullshit is an unnecessary sucker-punch inserted after the main plot wraps up, so i can just cross it out with my mental red pen and go "it's fine, they're lying, all my faves are alive and well and in witness protection." if you've made it this far, you need a warning shot anyway about what this show is going to do to you.

notable omissions that also rot my brain like a compost heap: the last 3 eps of s1 for being best viewed with a whole season's worth of intricate rituals as context; fully half of s4 for being incomprehensible without a ten-minute spoiler reel; 2x17, 3x06, and all the Gordon eps, among others, for being simultaneously incredible and enraging. (notable omissions that are important and have their moments but put me off watching the show for over a decade: the pilot and its 2-for-1 special on women in refrigerators.) do NOT @ me for leaving out other Core Brainrot Episodes. i laid out my criteria already.

#supernatural #meta #shine watches spn #shine leads innocent bystanders down the primrose path into terminal spn derangement

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The Lioness and her Serpent lover: A forbidden love story (Draco Malfoy x reader)

Concealed emotions p2

part 1, part 2, part 3, part 3.5

word count:2.4k

Within Hogwarts many secretes and mysteries were held some solved and discovered. The castle may hold many secretes but within those wall were student holding their very own secrets. Y/N potter being one of them holding a secret that would shock not only her brother and friends but the whole school it self. What is that secret you may ask well. She was dating non-other the Slytherin prince Draco Malfoy

As me and draco made our way towards the class I noticed other students heading that way as well but as they were walking past I heard a conversation about Sirius black. They must have talked about it after we left.

As we made it to the door of the class room I noticed Harry and the other waiting by the door. The classroom was clearly open but I guess he was waiting for me. As soon as he noticed me he made his way to try and talk to me

Harry: I am so sorry you felt neglected for the past three years y/n i really had no idea i also wanna apologise for making everything about myself and never thinking of you

I looked at him surprised that he apologised so fast. I thought he would have sulked or felt too proud to apologise but maybe I was wrong. I decided to give him a hug to show him i forgave him

Y/N: thank you for apologising harry that really mean a lot to me

Harry then looked at me happily and excited

Harry: does that mean we can go back to normal again

Y/N: yes harry we can

I was excited to go back to normal until he had to say something so stupid that i was lost for words

Harry: does that mean you'll stop being friends with draco cause ill-

I cut him off immediately

Y/N: Are you seriously asking me that question right now? NO i won't stop being friends with him he has literally done so much for me and to just drop him like that is so unthinkable. You asking me this is so unthinkable

Harry: B-but I thought you were only friends with him because you needed attention. I'm trying to say that I'll pay better attention to you so your really don’t need him.

I scoffed i cant believe that he somehow turned my problems back on to him how typical of the chosen one

Y/N: I didn't become friends with him because of that. I became friends with him because he was a genuinely kind and caring person. I'm friends with him because he knows how to trat me as a human being. I'm friends with him because he is genuine unlike you who only come to spend time with me if you need something or if i'm being nice to draco

I took a long deep breathe before continuing

Y/N: you know what harry i take back what i said i don't forgive and i don't think i will for a while not until you understand that i'm friends with draco cause i want to and not cause i needed attention or to get back at you

I grab draco hand and head into class

Y/N: let go draco i don't wanna hear anything else he has to say

Just as we entered the class had began and we decided to stay at the back with the slytherins they looked at me and draco confused as to why we were together

Pansey: what are you doing here potter shouldn’t you be with , the mudblood, the povo and your ugly twin brother

I was about to lunge at her when draco grab my shoulders i looked at him and was about to ask why he stopped me but then he answered

Draco: PANSEY!! Shut up and don't say shit like that again especially around her

Pansey: B-but draco why do you even care huh, we say stuff like this all that time

Draco: Cause shes my friends and she'll be hanging out with us for awhile soi if i hear that shit again you’ll be sorry

She looked shocked but agreed. She’s always had a crush on draco but he was never interested in her not once at one point i was jealous at the amount of time she’d tried to touch him but lucky me he always pushed her off and he always reassured me that there was never anything there and it was all one sided

After that interaction we look towards the front the the class to listen to Professor lupin he was the new defence against the dark arts teacher and honestly i've only heard good things about him, every year level love him and how he taught the class it made people actually pay attention

Professor Lupin: intriguing isn’t it

Everyone stared at the moving cupboard scared at its erratic movements

Professor Lupin: does anyone want to guess what's inside

Dean: that a boggart isn’t it

Professor Lupin: that correct Mr Thomas

The cupboard moved again cousin everyone to jolt due to the loud sounds it kept making

Professor Lupin: now can anyone tell me what one looks like

Hermione: no one knows sir, boggarts are shapeshifters and take the shape of whatever the person fears most. That what makes them most-

I wondered when did she get her i could have sworn i would have saw her enter the class

Professor Lupin: terrifying yes yes yes, luckily there is a charm for that to repel the boggart and let practice it now

Everyone was about to get there wands but were told to practise the charm without it first

Professor Lupin: after me, Riddikulus

Everyone else repeated what he said then the boggart shock again causing everyone to move back a bit

Professor Lupin: again please and a little bit louder

Everyone: Riddikulus

I think draco knew i was still a bit upset at what harry said so he decided to pop a joke

Draco: This class is Ridiculous

At that i elbowed him in the side

Y/N: Draco shhhh

He looked at me with a smile knowing he got me to stop thinking about harry for a bit

The class went on as normal and professor Lupin decided to ask Neville to be the first one to demonstrate how the charm works.

Which was a hilarious experience to see, when asked what he feared the most he had answered professor snape causing everyone to laugh and Professor to joke about how he frightened all. After that he was told to imagine professor snape in his grandmother's clothes.

Once Neville had done that professor Lupin released the boggart which then turned into professor snape which scared neville, Professor lupin reminded him to think then neville spoke the charm, the next thing we saw was professor snape in neville's grandmother's clothes.

After that Professor Lupin put on some music to lighten the mood a bit more and make the class more fun with everyone lining up to take turns. Some people in the class had normal fears such as spider, clowns but there were a few odd ones such as a duck. Once it was Harry turn everyone was waiting in anticipation thinking it would be voldemort but was mistaken once a dementor appeared

Lupin then jumped in front of Harry causing the dementor to change into a moon, this puzzled you why would he fear the moon. But soon after class had been dismissed, He then asked everyone to collect their books before leaving.

As you were collecting your textbook with Draco and his group you decided to look back, you saw Harry staring at the cupboard, you wanted to talk to him and tell him not to worry too much but you were still very angry at him.

It was now the weekend and you were excited till you remembered your permission slip hadn’t been signed due to some arguments with uncle vernon. As you were sitting near the exit to the castle look at everyone who had their permissions signed head off, Draco saw you and was confused why you were going with everyone else

Draco: Hey y/n, why aren't you going off with everyone else

Usually he would use his pet name for you but since you were out in public he probably opted out of using it

Y/N: Cause i didn’t get my permission slip signed my brother and i kinda had a fight with our uncle so we never got him to sign it

Draco: oh the sucks, is there anything i can do to help

As he finished his sentence his friends came by to see what was happening

Crabe: hey draco what are you doing

Goyale: Yeah what's taking so long

Before Draco could speak i decided to speak for him

Y/N: Hey you should go dont worry about me ill figure something out

Draco: are you sure i don’t have to go i can hang out with you in the castle

You smiled at the kind gesture

Y/N: Draco it’s fine really go have fun

Draco: okay if you say so ill see you around

Draco wasn’t usually sweet in public with you but since the word had gone out that you were now friends he decided to act nicer. He’d always express his hate about having to act slightly mean to you but you always told him it was fine.

But ever since people found out you were now “friends” he's been much happier being able to be nice to you in public

While everyone was at Hogwarts you decided to get some work done in the library. After a while it got pretty boring for you so you decided to take a walk. Somehow your walk caused you to end up at the bridge and there you saw professor Lupin by himself. For some reason he felt familiar to you

Y/N: hello there professor

Lupin: Ah Miss potter, i just spoke with you brother not a bit ago

That made you a bit tense hearing his name

Lupin: I heard you two are having a bit of a tiff

Y/N: More than just a tiff, he thinks just because draco is friends with me that his using me to get to harry

You take a deep breath before speaking again

Y/N: why doesn’t he just understand that draco really just wants to be my friend, and also that not everything is about him

Lupin laughed which ticked me off

Lupin: you remind me so much of your mother you know, especially when she would complain about james bugging her, you two are quite alike

Thinking of my mum made me very happy even though i never met her i always feel her in my heart watching over us

Y/N: did you know her

Lupin: yes i knew her well she was a prefect just like me and we did patrols together, but you father would never shut up about her either. He was indeed smitten with your mother

You then imagine what you family would have looked like if they were still alive, causing you to be a bit sad Lupin then decided to go back to talking about harry

Lupin: Harry is just being protective, look at it this way the boy who has been bullying him and his friends suddenly wants to be friends with his sister. It does sound suspicious

You quickly defend draco

Y/N: but it's not like that…his not like that,even thought he seems like a jerk at time hes really kind,sweet and caring once you get to know him

Lupin then looked at me with a knowing smirk

Lupin: maybe there more to things your not tell me

Damn this smug Professor

Y/N: well everyone may be coming back soon so i'm gonna head off, thanks for the talk professor

Lupin: Please call me Remus, but only when there's no one else around i still am your professor

As you were walking back into the castle you noticed students were already back, so you decided to make your way back to the common room but noticed there were people gathered around the door.

You then see your brother and his friends then ginny running down the stair towards the group

Ginny: Guy the fat lady is gone

You were shocked where or what happened to her. YOu then decided to speaking you needed to know what happen

Y/N: what happened ginny? Wheres the fat lady?

Before she could even answer me percy was already making way to get past the students allowing you to see the fat lady's portrait it was torn like a beast had scratched it

Dumbledore and filche then came up the stairs to investigate and have a look at the scene, you and everyone else just stood there looking at what had happened.

Dumbledore: filche find the fat lady

Filche: i dont think we need to sir

He then points of a painting right up another set of stairs causing everyone and dumbledore to run over the questions her

Dumbledore: Who did this to you?

Fat lady: eyes like the devil, here I say, the one everyone has been talking about. Sirius Black

This was a name you were familiar with when you saw his picture on the night bus in a newspaper the man was reading. You didn’t know much about him but only that he was a murderer. Every one was murmuring thing about him you couldn’t quite hear still in shock that a murderer could be on the school grounds. This was the safest place he could have gotten in.

Dumbldore: the rest of you to the great hall

Everyone headed to the great hall most likely staying safe in numbers, you then heard they were locking down the castle which scared you. Nothing like this happened before.

Once you all entered the great hall you were still mad at hair so you decided to sleep near draco as you were walking towards draco harry stopped you grabbing my arm.

Harry: where are you going?

Y/N: i'm going to sleep near draco

Harry: you can't do that

Y/N: why not? Hmm

Harry: cause his in slytherin

Y/N: well watch me

I then pull my arm out of this grip continuing my way towards draco

Y/N: hey, is it okay if i sleep here, i'm still kinda mad at my brother

A few of the Slytherins looked at you weird, some even gave me threatening glares especially pansy who was near her girlfriends you presumed.

Draco gave you a smile without a care if people thought it was weird then tapped a spot next to him. You then set up your sleeping back

Y/N: thanks Draco

You gave a smile

Draco: no worries, what are friends for right?

At that comment you laughed which caused him to laugh too

Y/N: yeah what are friends for

#harry potter #draco malfoy x reader #potter twins #draco malfoy #ron weasley #hermione granger #albus dumbledore #fluff #angst #romance #secret relationship #established relationship

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floralhuqzz · 5 months

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𝐀 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 (fem! reader x Kai Anderson) part 3

Let me know if you guys want part 4!! English is not my first language, if theres any errors let me know! xxx

Warnings: alcohol, stalking, obssesion, slapping, choking, swearing, slight sfw)?

"just a little drunk... Just enough to have some fun" he whispered the last sentence in my ear sending shivers down my spine.

I was nervous, how could you not be? he knew what he was doing to me. Its like he knew the right things to say, he talked to me like he knew me for years. He couldn't stop looking at me, not even for a second. We kept drinking wine while talking about our interest and hobbies and favourite music,, he seems like a good guy but i kept having this off feeling about him.. something was off. I finally put my glass of wine on the table as i softly spoke.

"wheres your bathroom?" I lightly smiled

"its up stairs, do you want me to go with you?" He also placed his glass on the table not breaking eye contact.

"i can piss by myself you know?" I giggled a bit as he did the same

"ok then, its the second door on the left" he smiled back

I got up the stairs looking around his house. I must say his house looked very clean and it smelled nice. I got inside the bathroom and did my business. I looked myself in the mirror,, i looked great, i wanted to retouch my makeup but i forgot i left my bag in the kitchen where Kai was. I got out of the bathroom when i noticed a opened door which i supposed was Kais bedroom. Curiosity took over me and i got close to the door thinking to myself if i should be really be looking through his room. I mean what if he had a girlfriend and he didn't tell me? What if theres some lingerie around the room or girls clothes. Its not like its my business but i really wanted to know if this guy was saying the truth.

I slightly opened the door trying not to make any noise,, i saw a very clean room, but it was pretty empty. I supposed that it was nothing out of the ordinary since he just moved here 1 month ago. I got inside and i noticed a camera on the table"he didn't tell me he took pictures"i thought to myself smiling a bit,, i started looking through the pictures when i saw something that made my heart drop... Different pictures of me ,, they were likely taken from a far distance. Theres pictures of the inside of my house, pictures of my bras, panties... What the fuck is going on?.. who truly is this guy?.. i knew i had to get out of here.

"didn't your mom teach you that its not nice going through someones stuff?" I heard the door close

I turn around slowly begin scared to look at him in the eyes

"look at me" he spoke, hearing his footsteps getting closer

I swear i could hear my heart beating.

" im giving you a last chance y/n.. look at me" he was standing inches from me.

I let out a shaky breath. But i felt a hand on my neck. I tried gasping for air.

"you bitch...you couldn't just not go in here huh?" He said gripping my neck even more

"p-please, l-let m-me go" i tried fighting back but it was useless, he was so much stronger than me.

"awww little y/n thinks she can over power me? You look ridiculous" he finally let me go

I fall onto the floor holding my neck gasping for air, tears running down my face.

"i wanted to make you mine in a more romantic way,, take you on a date.. i didnt want to use violence, but i guess i dont have another choice now that you know everything... I guess ill just have to force you to be mine. Even if you want it or not."

I finally looked up.

"why...why are you doing this?" I coughed still finding it difficult to breath.

"because i love you" he said softly while he sat in front of me whipping my tears

"you are sick-" not even a second after i finished that sentence he slapped me on the face

"SHUT THE FUCK UP" he screamed

he stood up and picked me up and threw me onto his bed

"you dont know for how long ive been stalking you.. i guess you are so dumb that you didn't noticed did you?" He started to climb on top of me "ive been studying you, analysing you,, i know everything about you...your friends, family, where they all live,, i know everything."

"why..why me?." I was weak,, my cheek was burning and my neck was hurting a lot

"why you?" he laughed while looking down at me

"because you are so...amazing... beautiful... You are everything that i can only dream about." He whispered in my ear while going down my neck leaving a trail of soft kisses

“You are a woman and I am a man and we belong in the dark together.”

IM FINALLY PUBLISHED SOMETHING AFTER MONTHS OMFG💀 sorry about that xxx if u guys want a part 4 let me know!!!

#fanfic #americanhorrorstory #evan peters #kaianderson #kaianderson x reader

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chipadequeso · 1 year

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i found a 2022 spanish production of falsettos. um here's comments because i don't like it!

IT'S NOT FULLY SUNG-THROUGH?? why!!!

jason's too over-acting and whiny i don't like him.

trina's amazing!! her voice is godly . every trina i've seen is so well-casted... whizzer is in my heart too and marvin is pretty good

they broke mendel's character into ... two separate characters..... i dont understand why they chose that??? i dont really like it

took me very long to realize but THEY ARE NOT JEWISH!!!! WHAT!!!!!! I HATE THIS PRODUCTION SO MUCH BITING AND KILLING

1. mendel like the psychiatrist that appears from song one is a woman?

2. after im breaking down this guy appears (he's mentioned in everyone tells jason to see a psychiatrist) and he's trina's new boyfriend ... it's an interesting choice i guess?? i just really dont care about him during a tight-knit family reprise like who are you!!! your conflict with marvin makes no sense you dont know the guy you just tell him it's your family now without no previous stuff the obc gives you!!!!!!

marvin at the psychiatrist bad bad hate it. part one turned into a conversation . like literally practically word by word . part two is replaced (bc this mendel is not trina's gf ...) with a two sentence thing about gay sex ??? part three is ok . it's not a mini-opera if you only sing in 1/3 of the thing!!!!!!

"just because you failed as parents" ".....GET THEE TO A PSYCHIATRIST" became "BECAUSE YOU ARE BAD PARENTS!!!!" "you will go to the psychiatrist!!!"

also they dont say psychiatrist they say psychologist . those are two different jobs guys

in the this had better come to a stop coreography marvin is fucking going through it man he's suffering it so bad . it's expressive and all but i like the more subtle "im repressing it because im stubborn" things c borle and michael rupert got going on

AGAIN ... "smile trina ill help you mend!" BECOMES "trina, live and let live!" where's the psychiatrist having a relationship with his patient soo disappointed

no jason's therapy . THERE IS NO TRINA'S SONG / MARCH OF THE FALSETTOS. you just go fucking straight from i'm breaking down to tight-knit family (reprise) to trina's song reprise. huh

after the chess game it goes directly the games i play. i genuinely really like this whizzer

marvin hits trina is fine? no i am so dumb. also NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOU NEW BOYFRIEND!!!!! STOP COMMENTING ON STUFF!!!!!! after the hit there's like ONE second and there's no tension and we're already starting with i never wanted to love you.

act 2 starts with "2 years later" and miracle of judaism. huh!!!!!!! and they dont tell us who the lesbians are!!!

there's some cheerleader girls in miracle of judaism cheering for jason he's distracted by them

the pace in the act 2 is all off!!!! there's missing songs just like in act 1 but here there's no high building up that breaks when whizzer falls sick . it's just uhhgh

no bar mitzvah . just a birthday. hate hate hate

the you gotta die something coreography is amazing ngl . there's a guy in black acting as the death and he dances with whizzer and throws him around leaves him on the floor when he tries to grab him just woahg . it's similar to the thrill of first love one too ..

marvin carries a crying whizzer to the hospital bed and what would i do? is him sitting down to him next to it .

no jason's bar mitzvah though bc no jewish people no bar mitzvah...

someone threw roses at marvin and whizzer and i agree

thats it i really really dislike this. good voices and all but the story is all over the place and it's by far the worst production i've seen bc of EVERYTHING they removed..

#falsettos #ignore meee

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whysamwhy123 · 4 months

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✨Fic Writing Review 2023✨

Tagged by the wonderful dynamic duo that is @aerodaltonimperial and @perhapswhoknowsvamp and it's very fitting that those two lovely people tagged me because they're a big reason why I wrote much of anything this year! Took me a while to get this done because I wanted to get my last fic of the year out the door first. I'll put the rest below the cut, and fair warning - it's loooooong. This bitch doesn't shut up, so I rambled on. A lot.

Words and Fics

76, 222 words published on AO3 in 2023

15 fics published on AO3 (16 if you count that one kinkmeme prompt I filled and posted anonymously)

2 little tumblr ficlets

Top 3 by Kudos

Voice in the Dark - Hookhausen (not super surprising, considering it was a popular pairing at the time, and it was the fic I wrote for the anniversary event)

Kids These Days And Their Darn Phones - Hookhausen

Half Your Age Plus Seven - OrangeHook (I continue to be incredibly surprised how well this fic did, like...huh?!)

Top 3 by Hits

Voice in the Dark - Hookhausen

Voice in the Dark, Part Two - Hookhausen (how fitting, LOL)

Half Your Age Plus Seven - OrangeHook (Seriously, what was it about this fic that drew people in? More so than any of my other OrangeHook fics? Like, I'm grateful and all but also confused, like this fic is way too long?! And weird about the age difference?!)

Author's Favourite

As much as I'm loving writing OrangeHook now, I think Voice in the Dark, Part Two is probably the best thing I've written? Even though it's also overly long and gets weird at the end (very much did not expect it to go in that direction when I started writing it), I'm actually pretty proud of how that one turned out. I had a clear vision in my head for how each scene would play out and what I wanted to get across, and man, I remember how most of the Hook/Evilhausen dialogue popped into my brain late one night when I couldn't sleep, so I spat it out into a doc and then about a month later when I actually wrote the scene, I don't think I changed a single word? I just added everything else around it, all the not-dialogue parts. And it was just a lot of fun getting to carry on that story, especially as someone who hasn't managed to crank out a proper multi-chapter fic yet. Who knows, maybe I'll return to that world someday...

Fandom Events in 2023

Uh, well, I guess I did the whole Hookhausen Anniversary thing? And...that's about it. I'm pretty disconnected from the fandom at large, whoopsie daisy 😬

Upcoming Projects

Hoo boy.

I have over 5k words of a Ricky/Christian Sugar Baby AU thing written already. I haven't posted it because it kinda needs some smut and that's still not something I can really do. I might post it someday, if I can make something work, or alternatively do what I normally do and put an annoying fade to black in there. Or maybe I'll think better of it and never post it because it's very self-indulgent and I highly doubt anyone else would really be interested or want me to continue it or anything. But I have Ideas for it...so many ideas...

Also, in my ill-fated quest to try and make myself write smut, I kinda started a Ricky/Bill championship celebration fic. Maybe I'll revisit that? Try to get it done?

And then there's that one fic I really want to work on, but have barely started. I've vague-posted about it here before - it's an incredibly fucked-up Dead Dove fic about Daniel Garcia and a Very Bad, Not-Good thing that happens to him, and the subsequent complete mental breakdown that follows. I've had the idea rattling around in my brain for the better part of a year at this point, despite not making much actual progress on it. Every time I think about it though, I have new ideas for scenes or dialogue. I'd like to make it work, but I don't know if I have the writing chops to handle it, plus it would probably end up being super long and nobody would want to read it, so it'd feel like a huge waste of time on my part? And I've had the idea for so long, it's out-dated too. But still, the urge remains...

Oh, and I still have a ton of OrangeHook ideas I'd like to make happen. Some are, of course, about their age difference. Some would (ideally) involve smut. And others... *nervous laughter* Others would likely result in an ''Everyone disliked that'' situation...

Writing Reflection

I was thinking about making a sappy post about this and whoops, here's my excuse! I don't talk a lot on here about my tragic backstory because honestly, who cares? But I will say this - before January of this year, I hadn't written a word of anything in years. Fic or otherwise. I used to love writing, but Stuff Happened and it killed all enjoyment I got out of it, and I thought that's how it would be forever. Then, for reasons I can't even remember, I started reading fic again, specifically in this wild little fandom of ours, and y'all are just so talented that it made my untalented ass want to give it another shot. So...I did.

I remember when I posted my first fic in ages back in January, I thought ''Maybe about three people will read this and no one will leave a comment or anything, but whatever, I wrote a thing and that's something I haven't done in years so that's enough for me!'' And to be honest, I still think that whenever I post stuff now? It's crazy to me that anyone actually reads my stuff and gets some kind of kick out of it. But every kudos and comment floors me and brings me so much joy, I can't even express it properly. I have to say a huge thank you to anyone who's ever read one of my fics, left kudos or dropped a comment. Whoever and wherever you are, you made my day!

And look, I ain't delusional. I know that calling myself a small fish in the fandom would be too generous. But I'm fine with that - because I'm genuinely enjoying writing again and that's what matters most to me. Even though I've also rediscovered how stressful writing can be (🙂🙂🙂) when it comes down to it, there's joy and happiness in my life that wasn't there last year and that's all because I started writing again. And because some lovely folks here decided to let me know they liked what I was throwing out there. The years have not been kind to ol' Sammy Sam-Sam and this year was no exception, but getting to forget about all that shit and write my silly little wrestling fanfiction has been a great distraction and a comfort through this whole year.

So...yeah. Thanks to everyone who's ever commented on my writing, thanks to the folks who follow me on here (I don't know how you manage that though, I'm such an annoying bitch, aren't you sick of me yet?) and thanks to anyone who I've had the chance to chat with about writing and ships and whatever silly little ideas pop into my head (any of y'all feel free to message me at any time, I am always down to blab about whatever blorbos/ideas take your fancy). I'm hoping I can keep this train a-rollin' a little more next year. Still thinking back to when I started writing again, I made my new AO3 account expecting to write Dustjim only, but then I quickly decided I couldn't write those two well enough, and since then I've bounced around a bunch of different pairings, with a few rarepairs shoved in between for good measure. God only knows where my head will be at this time next year, LOL. I'd love to finally be able to attempt some of the bigger ideas I've been cooking up for a while now. Maybe I'll even write a proper multi-chapter fic? We'll see, but this bitch can dream, at least.

Rules:

Feel free to show whatever stats you have. Only want to show Ao3 stats? Rock on. Want to include some quantitative info instead of stats? Please do this. Want to change how yours is presented? Absolutely do that. Would rather eat glass than do this? Please do eat glass, I’ve heard it’s good for your gums.

I'm not going to tag anyone because I'm pretty sure everyone I know who writes has already been tagged? So if you're reading this and you haven't, go ahead and do it! By which I mean, eat glass. Eat all the glass that you want. Accidents happen in the dark.

#What is wrong with you Sam you should not be allowed to write #Also you really need to learn to shut up dude #This bitch went onnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn and on #But it was kinda fun reflecting on The Year I Got Back Into Writing #It's been fun yo #Who knows what this next year will bring??

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im-a-goddamn-cat · 8 months

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Crimson Desire - Chapter 1: Ruddy Possession

Neggie/Negan Smith x Maggie Rhee || Rated: E || Chapter Words: 3k || Overall Fic Words: 3k

Summary: Red - A primary color that can symbolize anger, hate, passion, love, and lust. Red - Also the color of Negan's scarf and the collar that he makes Maggie wear to mark her as special when he brings her in to be one of his wives. Over time, the lines of these emotions will become blurred and their feelings will progress as they bond and become infatuated with each other.

A/N: So, this is an idea I thought of a couple weeks ago that I became obsessed with and just had to start writing. Shout-out to the people in the Neggie Discord server who have been excited for this fic and who have been very supportive of me, thank you so much guys!!! <3

Enjoy! :]

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Negan whistled out the signature sound of the Saviors as he walked through the entrance to Hilltop, alerting everyone who hadn't already known he was there to the presence of him and the other Saviors he brought with him. All eyes were suddenly on him and they all showed either fear, contempt, or some mix of both. They were likely wondering what he was doing here as they'd already given their portion of supplies recently. Negan was here for something but it was not an item. Ever since that night he first encountered Rick's group, there was one person in particular on his mind: The widow.

He was entranced by her ever since he laid eyes on her and couldn't get her off his mind, especially knowing that she was now single thanks to him. When Negan had visited Alexandria and asked to see her, Rick and company had tried telling him that she had succumbed to her illness but Negan could sense the lie. He played along with it then but now, a day later, he was here at Hilltop this morning in search of her as he wanted to go through with asking her what he had told Rick he wanted to do: Make her one of his wives.

A man, who Negan thinks he remembers was named Jesus, heard the commotion going on and came out to see what was happening and approached Negan. "What brings you here? We just gave you our share a few days ago," Jesus said, trying to remain calm but fear slipped into his voice.

Negan smirked. "Hey, relax. You're all good. I'm here for something else, actually," he told him.

Jesus looked at him in confusion. "What?"

"The widow."

Jesus' eyes widened in shock. "You want Maggie?"

Negan smiled upon hearing her name. He hadn't learned what it was until now. "Maggie… That's her name, huh? Beautiful." Just like her, he thought but didn't say that part aloud. "But yes, I'm here for her. Where is she?"

"She's not here… She… died," Jesus tried telling him though it was very unconvincing. A rush of anger went through Negan at what he'd said. The fact that he was trying this same lie on him that the pricks at Alexandria did was pissing him off. He wasn't born yesterday, he's been through enough to know a lie when he sees one and they were all definitely lying about Maggie being dead, likely because she wanted to avoid him after what he did.

Negan kept his calm demeanor on the outside though. "Huh… I see. Well, I guess we'll be on our way," he said and turned around as if he was going to leave but then suddenly whipped back around, kicking Jesus in his legs, knocking him to the ground. He laid on his back and Negan pointed his trusty bat Lucille directly at his face, the barbed wire it donned glistening threateningly in the sunlight.

"Now, one of you-" He looked around the crowd that had formed, pointing at all of them. "-better tell me where Maggie is or else I'll bash his head in," he finished his threat. Usually he'd throw a quip in there but he was too eager to get his new wife. Nobody moved or said anything, which pissed him off further. "Fine, have it your way," he said before raising the bat above his head in preparation to strike.

"Stop!" a voice called out suddenly. Negan looked up and saw the source of the voice ahead. Either Maggie had been hiding somewhere he couldn't see or someone had alerted her to what was going on because here she was now, approaching him. There she is… My widow, Negan thought to himself happily.

"I'm here. Leave him alone," she demanded. Negan lowered the bat and pointed at Jesus then somewhere off to the side, indicating that he could get up and go, and he did just that. Negan walked over to stand closer to Maggie. He got a better look at her face, seeing that she seemed better than the last time he saw her. Her lovely short brown hair was more kept, her pretty green eyes were vibrant, and overall she was glowing, unlike that night when she seemed deathly sick. He had already thought she was stunning that first night he saw her but seeing her healthy like this, she was beautiful and Negan couldn't take his eyes off her even if he wanted to.

"What do you want?" she said in an angry tone, snapping him out of his trance.

Negan smiled at her. "Well, hello to you too," he joked but Maggie didn't find it funny, instead staring daggers at him. "Okay then, let me cut right to the chase: I want you to come back to the Sanctuary with me and be one of my wives, darling."

Maggie looked at him as if he'd just grown a second head. "Are you insane? Why the hell would I agree to that? I'd rather die," she snapped at him. Negan's eyes just lit up. Feisty… I like that.

"Because, even though I didn't know him, I still bet I could treat you better than your lousy husband I killed," he teased. Maggie scoffed and gave him a look like she wanted to skin him alive. "Alright, well how about this…" His smile fell and his expression became deathly serious. "If you don't come back with me, I'll have my soldiers kill all of your friends."

Maggie's expression softened slightly and she gulped. She looked him in the eyes to get a sense of if he was bluffing or not and the look he had told her that he meant what he said. For a moment, she looked over all the people watching them and saw the concerned faces of some of the people she cared about. She also thought of all the people at Alexandria who she loved too. She's already lost too many people and she couldn't bear it if someone else got hurt because of her. She cared more about her friends' well-being than she did hers, so reluctantly, she agreed.

"Okay… If you promise not to hurt them, I'll go back with you."

Negan grinned in a predatory manner at getting what he'd wanted. "I promise."

===♡===

Maggie sat uncomfortably in the back of the truck they had put her in. The floor was hard with no padding and they had tied her hands behind her back and blindfolded her before she even entered the vehicle. Understandable, she thought, as they likely wanted to make sure she couldn't try anything. But not being able to move her arms or see anything was making the fear she already felt worse. She assumed that Negan wasn't going to hurt or kill her since he wants her as a wife but the possibilities of what exactly being a wife entailed had her feeling nervous and sick at some of the things she was envisioning.

The truck slowly came to a stop, breaking Maggie out of her thoughts. After a moment, she heard the back doors to the truck open and someone entered, pulled her to her feet, and guided her outside. Once she was out, the person untied her hands and then pulled the blindfold off her and Maggie blinked a few times, her eyes adjusting to the light. When her vision came into focus, she saw that there was a building in front of her, one that looked like an old factory. It was big, gray, and looming, and the vibe it gave off was eery. The area surrounding it was not much better, with no grass on the ground and walkers chained to a fence that surrounded the building, likely to keep people away. This place looked nothing like the inviting communities she was used to and she knew the inside was likely worse.

"Welcome home," the person, who Maggie now realized was Negan, said in an overly cheery tone. A chill went up her spine at the idea that this place could ever be her home.

===♡===

Negan had taken Maggie to be checked out by The Sanctuary's doctor before doing anything else just as precaution since he saw how sick she'd been not long ago. Maggie argued against it but Negan insisted as he said that he likes to "take care of his wives," which Maggie found hard to believe. The doctor checked her out and asked all sorts of questions, including if she suspected if she was pregnant or not. Maggie found the whole thing invasive and obnoxious, especially since Negan hadn't bothered to leave the room, but she went along with it and answered the questions and explained to him that she wasn't pregnant and had just come down with some nasty bug and that she was better now. After all his tests, the doctor agreed that she was alright and healthy and released her.

After that, Negan guided Maggie through The Sanctuary with one hand on her back and the other firmly holding onto Lucille. Every person they passed looked at them with curious eyes, wondering who the new woman was. Some already knew or guessed who she was as word of The Widow and Negan's obsession with her had already been spread around ever since that night. Anytime someone looked at her a little too long or in a way Negan didn't like, he shot them a threatening glare and they backed off immediately.

They arrived at a door and Negan opened it, guiding Maggie into the room. Maggie looked around and saw that it was a bedroom, which she assumed was Negan's. "Welcome to my room," Negan said, confirming Maggie's guess. The room was big and had various furniture items. There was a large bed with a canopy over it and a table next to it with a lamp on it, a dresser, a couch with a coffee table in front of it, and a couple of chairs across from the couch with a table in between them. There were also shelves behind the couch and a few plants throughout the room. All of the furniture was black and so was the room itself. It looked dreary but also fancy in a way. She also noticed that there was a door to what looked like a bathroom. Maggie stood waiting for any instruction from Negan, not wanting to upset him by moving somewhere she wasn't supposed to.

Negan left her for a moment to walk over to the dresser. He put Lucille down against the side of it and opened one of the drawers, took out some sort of black fabric, then turned around and walked back over to Maggie. He unfolded the item and held it up to show her, revealing that it was a dress. It was sleeveless, above knee length, and had a low neck; it looked a little too revealing for Maggie's taste. Negan held out the dress to her and Maggie stared at it then looked up at him in confusion.

"Take it and put it on," he told her. Maggie's eyes flicked back down to the dress then back to him again. Negan noticed her hesitance. "All my wives wear one of these, darling. It's one of the rules of being a wife," he explained and smiled at her.

Maggie scrunched her face in a sort of disgust. "I have to wear that?"

"Yes." Negan's smile fell and his expression soured. "Unless you want me to pay a visit to your friends." Maggie got the hint and took the dress from him.

"Good girl." Negan walked back over to the dresser to pick up Lucille again. He then moved to sit down on the couch, resting Lucille against the side of it next to him. "You can get changed in there," he told her and pointed towards the bathroom.

Maggie nodded and then moved to enter the bathroom and closed the door behind her. She stood and looked at the dress in her hands for a second before putting it down to remove the clothes she currently had on. She then put the dress on and looked in the mirror that was above the sink. It did look nice, she had to admit, but it was still something that she usually wouldn't wear and that made her uncomfortable, especially since it was for Negan's benefit.

After inspecting herself, she opened the door to the bathroom and exited. She walked back over to stand off to the side in front of the couch. "Well, look at you," Negan said once he saw her and the look he gave her as his eyes scanned her body had her feeling exposed.

"Have a seat," he told her and gestured towards one of the chairs across from him. Maggie nodded and moved to sit on the chair like he said.

"So, the rules of being a wife. You know the first, you have to wear a black dress like that every day," he began explaining. "Second rule: You cannot have any other partners. I am the only one you're to be with." A snicker accidentally escaped Maggie's mouth at that. He can have multiple wives but they can't have someone else? she thought.

Negan didn't find it funny though. "I'm serious. I don't tolerate cheating. Any sorry schmuck who gets caught with you gets a nice kiss on the cheek from a hot iron. You understand?" Maggie gulped and nodded. "Yes… Sorry."

"Good. Now, there's one last rule…" Negan stood up and walked over to the side table by the bed. He opened the drawer and took out a small item. He walked back over to Maggie to stand in front of her to show her. It was a collar. It looked to be made of leather and on the ends at the front of it were two metal rings that connected to a heart-shaped lock in the middle to keep it closed. The color of the collar was a bright red, like the one of Negan's scarf, and the lock was a shiny silver. Negan had a small key, the same color as the lock and that had a chain connected to it like a necklace, in one of his hands, which she assumed belonged with the collar. Negan gestured with one of his hands upwards to indicate that he wanted Maggie to stand up and hesitantly, she did.

Negan moved the collar around to unlock the lock and before she could question it, he wrapped the collar around the back of Maggie's neck, making her eyes widen in shock. "The last rule is, you have to wear this at all times, unless you're doing something like bathing of course. If you find it too uncomfortable to sleep in, I'll allow it to be off then… But I'd rather I didn't have to," he explained to her as he fastened the lock back in place at the front of her neck, securing the collar around her. "Beautiful," he complimented once it was in place and he saw it on her. He then took the key and put it around his neck, arranging it to sit on top of his scarf. "This key will stay on me almost at all times. The only one who gets to decide if and when you remove the collar is me," he explained further.

"Every rule is to be respected but this is the most important one. Do you understand?" Maggie nodded. She hated the idea of having to wear a collar but she didn't want to challenge it and possibly upset him enough to hurt people she cared about. "Good," Negan said.

"You make all your wives wear one of these?" Maggie asked, genuinely curious and somewhat bewildered at the idea that he would. It wasn't too tight nor too heavy physically but just the concept of wearing it seemed absurd and uncomfortable to Maggie.

"No… Just you," he answered and Maggie furrowed her brows in confusion at that. "You're special, baby. Ever since I saw you in that clearing, I wanted you. I couldn't stop thinking about you, which is why I had to bring you back with me. There's just something about you that drives me crazy." His tone was sincere and his gaze was so intense that Maggie blushed and had to move her eyes away from looking at his. "And the fact that I made you a widow? Shit… I would say I'm sorry but I'm not, I love it. Widows, especially ones like you, are amazing. And I know I can fill that void inside you, darling." Maggie cringed inwardly and a surge of anger flowed through her at that. She tried to hide her annoyance though. If Negan noticed her change in mood, he ignored it to continue talking. "This collar-" He raised his hand to cradle the heart-shaped lock in his hand and the brief contact his hand made her skin made her let out a faint surprised gasp. "-signifies that you're special. One of a kind. It's important that we show that."

Negan ran his thumb across the lock before releasing his hold on the collar. He then walked over to the door to the room to open it and looked back at Maggie. "Come on, I'm gonna give you a proper grand tour," he told her and smiled at her.

She stood there for a moment before hesitantly following him out the door. She thought about what he said, how she was the only wife who had to wear a collar, and anxiety and anger started creeping into her knowing that people were going to see her like this. She hated that not only was she now considered a wife to the man who murdered her husband but also that she's being othered as special to him. Maggie reached up to feel the collar, the item suddenly feeling restricting on her. She doesn't know how she'll get out of this but she'll play along for now so that everyone stays safe.

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A/N: I don't know if I was able to describe the collar properly so if you're having trouble imagining what it looks like, I'm imaging it to look similar to this (just with the colors I described instead): https://imgur.com/a/jZgSChX

Also sorry about the doctor part, I know that was probably dumb/random, but I had to establish that Maggie isn't pregnant in this AU somehow lol.

I already have some stuff written for chapter 2 so hopefully it won't be too long until I can finish it. :]

Thank you for reading! <3

#posted this hours ago but couldnt post here until now bc ff.net was acting up and i couldnt get the link -_-#my fics #twd #the walking dead #neggie #negan x maggie #maggie x negan #negan smith #negan #maggie rhee #maggie greene #twd fanfiction #twd fanfic #fics

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slugtranslation-hypmic · 2 years

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hihi slug!! what are your thoughts on the shuffle drama track now that its out? i had a lot of fun listening to it and liked most of the dynamics a lot ^^

I haven't listened to it yet, but I have some free time tonight, so I guess it's time for a Live Slug Reaction. (Under a cut for length)

You can follow along with a detailed summary here. I'll put time stamps to show where I'm at too.

(1:03) Wait, so - this is considered canon, right? And it's taking place after the second DRB? I'm guessing Freestyle Gladiator is some sort of promotional program Chuuouku is at least partially involved with, and that's all fine and dandy, but has the rest of the plot just stood still while this has happened? Like... is Ramuda not still deathly ill? Is Jakurai still supposed to be working for Chuuouku even though Honobono reneged on Jakurai's terms? Are the Buster Bros still at odds with Rei? What's going on with the whole Juuto's job thing? I guess this is probably supposed to be a funny bit so the plot doesn't apply, but I have a few questions about the logistics of it.

(1:07) I already laughed about this when the preview came out, but it's STILL hilarious to me that the first thing Ramuda ever says to Sasara that's not related to the brainwashing is, "lol your jokes suck ass"

(2:07) Here come the baddies of the day. I can feel it.

(2:24) Wait, is this Juushi? Huh, I don't think I've heard his speaking voice much before. I almost didn't recognize him except for his speech style.

(2:27) Me: Is this Juushi? Ichirou literally a second later: Quit crying, Aimono

(2:33) LMAO Juushi says Ichirou sounds like Kuukou... that's cute.

(2:38) Ichirou's laugh is making me having affectionate feelings. Disgusting. At any rate, it's good to hear him sound happy about Kuukou and not just sad anymore! Hell yeah! I missed the IchiKuu interactions in a major way. Hope we get more of them in present day canon.

(2:52) In my predictions for this track, I said something to the effect of this being the good boy team who go around doing community service. Well, apparently they're helping Ichirou work a takoyaki stand. So there's a bit more capitalism than I expected, but yeah, this is really a good boy team thing to do.

(3:22) I love how Juushi's voice actor makes those very emotional wails. He's really talented. Also, what a working in retail/restaurant/customer service mood.

(3:59) Juushi's VA going OFF (also another customer service mood)

(4:14) lol did Roshou just... burn the takoyaki because he likes it better that way? Okay, I do have to say, maybe this is what Ichirou gets for assuming Roshou knew how to cook takoyaki just because he's Osakan. Regional profiling much, Ichirou?

(4:40) I feel like I'm listening to a Dice mukbang. I wonder how these kinds of scenes are recorded. Do the voice actors really just go "HAMP OMP HARF SHLARF" into the mic and call it a day?

(5:03) Juushi: Black takoyaki? I bet we can make a cooler name for it somehow. .... Okay, but the conventional definition of cooler or Juushi's definition of cooler?

(5:08) Yup. Definitely Juushi's definition of cooler.

(5:11) Roshou: Bla- infe- wha- huh? Me too, Roshou.

(5:22) Thank you, Kimusuba, for your enunciation, because I had no clue what Juushi said until you repeated it. Roshou is probably thanking you too.

(6:01) It's hella cute to me that Roshou makes an effort to play along with Juushi, even though he clearly thinks this is some BS. He probably does the same for his students.

(6:18) Oh are you fucking kidding me - Doppo got mugged AGAIN? This poor man. Why do these things keep happening to him?

(6:23) Rei: Well... I mean, he just looks like a sucker. LMFAO

(6:44) Took me a minute to understand what Samatoki's saying. I don't think his voice agrees with me all that well. I do have to say, this is very funny (re: "You're a part of my crew now, and anyone who fucks w/ you fucks w/ me") not in the sense of Samatoki's protective streak - love that - but in the sense of Samatoki being so willing to throw hands. Can we set him on Doppo's employers while we're at it?

(6:50) Come to think of it, I think Doppo is genuinely the only person who ever calls Samatoki "Aohitsugi-san" despite all of Samatoki's demands for respect.

(7:19) Rei sending Doppo out to buy him a tea is such a dad thing. This feels like an episode of Old Enough, the show about sending toddlers to run their first errand.

(7:55) AGAIN?

(8:19) The way Rei goes, "I'm just an ordinary, sake-loving middle-aged man" is so fucking funny. He's not even trying to sound believable.

(9:01) Fuck 'im up, Doppo! FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT!

(9:53) The way Samatoki offers to pay for everything is heart-warming. The older brother instinct. The issue is that certain people (Sasara and later Ramuda) have been known to take advantage of this, and judging by how excited Rei sounds, Rei's about to join them on the list.

(10:05) Oh fuck me, I wasn't ready for Riou's voice to come immediately after Ramuda's high-pitched humming. I also momentarily parsed his line of "A flea market..." as "The free market..." and was instantaneously transported into a world where Riou is an off-the-grid, libertarian crypto bro.

(10:15) RIOU-CCHI

(10:19) Oh, he's the grandma who goes with the grandkids to the flea market to sell her homemade wares... Here's a 1000 yen bill, Ramuda-kun and Hifumi-kun, now go buy yourselves candy and be good boys while Riou-baachan sells his home cooking. Has anyone ever given Riou knitting needles before? I think Riou would love knitting needles. This man is one rocking chair away from being 85 years old, and I love him for it.

(10:38) Horribly, horribly pleased that Ramuda and Hifumi are impressed and interested as opposed to my worst fears of "Eww, you're a gross, sweaty dude who lives in the woods!" My crops are watered. My will to live is restored.

(11:16) He just has a bag of perfectly-sized clothes with him (??)

(11:24) A suit made of manga panels................ okay, but is it good manga? Or did Ramuda give him the """""classy""""" version of an ahegao sweater? Hey, would it be fucked up or what if it was the Hypmic manga on the suit? Hifumi comes back to Matenrou being like, "Damn, Jakurai! What'd you keep making that face at Ramuda for?" and Jakurai goes ???

(11:28) PINK CAMO

(11:30) Ramuda: That's what fashion's all about! IS IT?!!! Man, I don't know SHIT about fashion.

(11:41) Riou ended up saying the same thing I just did (albeit more politely) so this is a sign that I, too, could be tricked into wearing something garish if Ramuda presented it to me. Also, what was that changing sound? Did they just have a magical girl transformation? Sailor Riou! In the name of survival, I'll punish you!

(12:00) I love that Riou doesn't like it (well, he's complaining about it, rather), but he still wears it anyway. He's known Ramuda for two minutes and is already like, "I must treat him with ultimate respect and care." This is why Riou is the best. Perfect. Everything I could have ever wanted is in this drama track.

(12:39) Riou.................................................... (That sales pitch would work on me, tbh.)

(13:52) Riou.................................... It's no surprise that Ramuda dislikes this, come to think of it, given that he hates smelly nattou. (I call this good taste. I detest nattou haha.)

(13:58) Hifumi sounds like a chain smoker here. His voice actor is killing it.

(14:25) Hitoya "I detest bullying" Amaguni bullying a middle schooler. Classic. I also enjoy Saburou being like, "Well, if SOME people here would actually TALK to one another, we wouldn't have to do this!" Welcome to Saburou Yamada's relationship counseling, where the 14-year-old is more emotionally mature than the 35-year-olds. Maybe he inherited this skill from Rei.

(15:01) LMFAO SABUROU STRAIGHT SAVAGE "You seem pretty stuffy, so I bet you never had any friends in middle school."

(15:18) It's a bit past when he said it, but I'm still thinking about Jakurai going "I had many friends." Considering how differently he viewed his relationship with Hitoya as compared to how Hitoya viewed it, I wonder if those other people he's talking about likewise saw him as a friend... Jakurai... :(

(15:56) Saburou: Aren't you an adult?! (implying that he should act like one) Good for this kid, he is DRAGGING them. I knew he'd somehow be the winner of this unlikely match-up.

(16:22) LMAOO. Okay, this is funny as hell, but theory time. Hitoya's older brother (Sora)'s name means "heaven", as does the Amaguni last name. Hitoya's name, meanwhile, means "prison" on its own but is also used in the word "hell" so much that for me, at least, the first thought upon seeing it is hell. I've always wondered if he might have resented that naming scheme, and I wonder if choosing the name Heaven here is intentional. Perhaps he's copying Sora? Or perhaps he's naming himself Heaven Heaven, the Hypmic version of Moon Moon.

(16:43) LMAO of course Saburou likes it. Know your audience, Hitoya.

(17:13) The way Saburou swears is so funny to me. He sounds like he's trying to act more adult than he is around these older guys he's probably trying to impress, at least a little.

(17:44) Yup, he's definitely trying to impress them. What do adults like? Alcohol! Whisky bonbons it is! Actually, out of curiosity - is bonbon a false cognate? I have a feeling it might be... Yeah, it looks like the Japanese definition might be a bit broader than the English definition. (I may also not know exactly what a bon bon might be. That's one of the things about translation - you realize how ignorant you actually are constantly when you figure out you can't precisely define or explain certain everyday objects maybe out of your sphere of expertise.)

(17:50) Too late, Hitoya.

(18:11) LMAO the way it cut out so quickly

(18:28) Sasara: And today's interesting guest - Yeah, Gentarou's interesting all right.

(18:41) This Jirou impression is really good. I didn't realize it was Gentarou's VA for a moment.

(19:02) Wait, it just hit me - so does Gentarou dead-ass act like this in public? Like when he goes to talk about his books to the press, is he his usual unhinged self, or does he at least pretend to have a sense of decorum? His editors must be scared to let him go anywhere. Working as his PR agent could earn you millions.

(19:54) I just realized what Sasara reminds me of. A Youtuber. He acts like a Youtuber. He's literally trying to film a reaction video. Teens (and Best-Selling Authors) React to Croquette Sandwiches!

(20:04) While the boys continue their "HAMP AMP MURMP" fest, I'll take the time to mention something I forgot earlier. I wish we'd gotten Guy Fieri to eat Roshou's takoyaki. "But Guy Fieri isn't in Hypmic" Well, not with that kind of attitude.

(21:02) Oh, he's his own PR agent. Everything makes sense now. He probably runs his Twitter like Kojima (ft. Dice as Mads Mikkelsen).

(21:18) Rip Sasara's Yotube vid

(22:19) Juuto: Is this ramen? It's pure black. Wait, did Roshou make it?

(22:24) hey does anyone here know Japanese. because I guess you could say now Kuukou's a 食うkou. *booed offstage*

(22:28) The way Dice eats is............. effervescent.............

(23:02) Dice sounds so offended. "You don't mess with food, man!"

(23:44) It's a good thing Juuto's a competitive bitch, or else this would never have happened.

(23:49) YES, SHAKKU IS HERE!! Ft. 5 second long "KUUUKOUUUUUUUUUUU!!!"

(24:07) KUUKOU LOCKED HIM IN THE SHED??!!

(24:18) God, I aspire to be like Kuukou. If only we could all do this to our parents.

(24:37) Somehow, I don't think telling Dice and Juuto that Shakku is more of a fierce beast than a human being is going to help convince them to go toe-to-toe with him.

(24:48) Honestly, I understand how Kuukou turned out this way when considering Shakku.

(25:09) I have to say, I'm not super fond of the Kuukou/Dice/Juuto line-up if only because Kuukou's kind of overpowering the other two. It's not that I think Kuukou should be less extra. I love every part of the Kuukouness here. It's more that I wish we'd gotten more of Dice and Juuto's particular nonsenses as opposed to having them be the sensible-seeming tsukkomis. FP is def. a lot more balanced, because one character is always playing straight man to the other two bozos, but who the bozos are is constantly rotating. Likewise, MTC is more balanced because every single one of them is, at all times, thinking, "Let me, the mature and reasonable adult, humor these children I'm with." But here there's not enough trade-off. I guess BAT works well because Juushi and Hitoya are so bombastic on their own that they basically shove Kuukou out of the way for screen-time, but here he's kind of hogging it. And that's a bit of a shame.

(25:40) Love how excited Juushi is for taking a selfie.

(25:52) LMAO I wonder what social media Juushi has. He seems like a Pinterest mood boards kind of dude. I bet the word aesthetic is a part of his voca- well, I guess it is now, because I distinctly remember writing him with that word, for whatever that's worth.

(26:12) Ichirou: Are you ready to fight your own teammates? Roshou, remembering the time Sasara ate his pudding: Of COURSE.

(26:36) For a very weird moment, I thought Doppo was the one smoking (I think it's Samatoki and Rei) and so I thought the other two had indoctrinated him. Doppo comes back to Matenrou reeking of nicotine, and Hifumi won't let him into the house. Jakurai immediately tries to force him to join a quitting smoking program at his clinic.

(27:15) I love how Rei and Samatoki say p. much the same thing as Jakurai does before every battle, but their deliveries could not be more different.

(27:17) Doppo: I'll despair with CONFIDENCE. <- felt that

(27:36) *whacking Ramuda with a rolled up newspaper* No talking with your mouth full.

(28:12) I appreciate how seriously Riou takes this. That's one of the biggest things I like about Riou. For all of his pride in being a soldier, he understands the weight of conflict and doesn't seek it out lightly.

(28:42) *head in hands* RiOUUUUUUU IS THE BEST. He never once belittles anyone for their interests and always, always, ALWAYS considers things with weight if anyone else cares about them. He’s! Such! A! Good! Person! FUCK!

(29:00) LMAO Saburou sounds so young...

(29:37) There goes straight savage Saburou again. God bless this kid.

(30:09) This is Hitoya speak for, “God, I’d love to have an excuse to kick Kuukou’s ass.”

(30:37) The way his suit keeps flapping around him as he exercises is really something else.

(30:52) I wonder if Sasara used to do this back when he worked with Roshou too. Group exercises, maybe? Except Roshou was kind of jacked back then (or he looked like it, at any rate), so maybe the exercises were simply Roshou benchpressing Sasara.

(31:00) Gentarou must be bored. He’s finding a way to entertain himself.

(31:23) I think Gentarou’s spent so long around Fling Posse that he’s forgotten how to behave in polite society, or rather that most people won’t humor him by falling for his tricks. (Do I think Dice truly believes Gentarou most of the time? Not really. Does it amuse Gentarou? Yeah, so that’s why Dice does it. He does the same thing for Ramuda, and Ramuda likewise plays up falling for Gentarou’s tricks, so I think it’s safe to assume that Dice isn’t as much of a dweeb around Gen as he pretends to be.) Dice and Ramuda aren’t noticing this as much on their end because Dice isn’t really in a good environment for letting out some of his particular goofiness, and Ramuda accidentally ended up with another two enablers. Hahaha. Gentarou might be homesick for them.

(31:40) Ah.... only Dice could eat with such.... passion.......

(31:45) I have to say, it’s a lot easier to understand Dice with food in his mouth than Ramuda. Kudos to Nozuyama. (?)

I’m actually going to stop here (at the part where the alarm goes off) because I’ve been doing this for several hours, and I want to sleep, but I hope that this has been entertaining for anyone brave enough to read the whole thing.

Final takeaway: Hell yeah, Riou time.

#not a translation #asks #hypmic asks

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dialovers-translations · 2 years

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DIABOLIK LOVERS DAYLIGHT Vol.13 Kino [TRACK 4]

Original title: 優しくなりたい

Source: Diabolik Lovers Daylight Vol. 13 Kino

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Tomoaki Maeno

Track 1 ll Track 2 ll Track 3 ll Track 4 ll Track 5 + Epilogue

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Track 4: I Want to Become Kind

*Rustle*

*Snap*

You open your eyes.

“...Ah. You woke up…? You were sound asleep. You can still get some more rest if you’d like.”

You ask Kino if he took a picture of you just now.

“Hm…? Ahー You heard it? While watching you, I couldn’t help but snap a quick photo ーー of your sleeping expression.

You protest.

“It’s fine, really! It was cute, trust me.”

You puff out your cheeks.

“You really don’t like it, huh? I think it’s a nice picture though. I mean, take the way your hair is tousled, for example…”

*Rustle*

“It's a little late to try and fix it now, don’t you think? I’ve already taken plenty of pictures~”

You hide your face in embarrassment.

“Hey…Move your hands? Nothing wrong with the faces you make in your sleep, but I love seeing you get all flustered too, so show it to me.”

You shake your head.

“Such a stubborn girl…If you won’t move them aside.”

*Snap snap*

“I’ll only take even more pictures~!”

You beg him to stop.

“Haha…~! If you want me to stop…Come on, look at me.”

You reluctantly look at him.

“Good morning.”

*Rustle*

“Fufu~ Your face is bright red. You really are so cute. …Hey, I bet you’re thirsty after all of that, huh? Want me to fetch you a glass of water? ー Ah. Or are you hungry instead?”

You seem hesitant.

“No need to be modest. Tell me if there’s anything you’d like.”

You look at him in amazement.

“Why do you look so puzzled?”

You explain.

“Heeh…In other words, are you trying to say that I’m rarely ever kind?”

You nod.

“Fufu. Well, aren’t you an honest one? …It’s fine. I do realize that I’m not acting like my usual self. …However, I thought things over again, you see. While recalling what you told me, I came to the realization that trying to control others through sheer power alone will eventually lead to hostility. Even if I can get away with it right now, one day…I will for sure find myself all alone. And I experienced first-hand just how painful that is. I regret my decision and learnt from my mistakes. While part of me feared that it might be too late already, it seems like I snapped back to my senses just on time. You were still here after all. …I no longer want to repeat those same mistakes. I felt a strong desire to never lose you again. And I also realized that to accomplish this…I would probably have to change. I realized that you were right all along, so from here on out, I’ll do exactly as you taught me. For example…”

*Smooch*

“...Like this. I’ll be kind.”

You grow flustered.

“Fufu…Aren’t you the one who taught me kindness? So why are you shaken up? That being said, you can’t change a person overnight, so I might just want to bully you still from time to time~ You’re so incredibly adorable whenever you panic or get flustered as well after all.”

*Rustle*

“...Hm? Hey…Doesn’t your body feel oddly…cold? …Actually, I thought the same thing while watching you sleep. It’s difficult to tell now that they’re flushed, but your complexion seemed more pale than it used to be. Are you…feeling under the weather, perhaps? Speaking of which…You nearly fainted once back before I left, didn’t you? Don’t tell me…You’ve been in bad shape since then!?”

You try and convince him that you’ll be fine.

“It’s nothing serious? So you actually have been feeling ill? I guess the air here just isn’t doing a human any favors. Even within the Demon World, it has a bad reputation. I mean, it makes sense but…I left you behind in such an environment, didn’t I…? ーー That’s it.”

Kino gets up.

“Let’s head back to the human world at once.”

You seem surprised.

“If the bad air at Rotigenberg is the cause of all of this, then that’s the best solution, no? By staying here, your symptoms will only get worse. It’s not like I have much reason to remain here anyway. Now that the Ghouls have left me, there’s no point in trying to gain control over the Demon World. …You’re all I need. I do realize that’s a pretty cliched thing to say, but I genuinely feel that way.

…Come on. Go get ready. Let’s leave as soon as we can. Meanwhile I’ll do a quick clean-up of the house. I don’t exactly have any belongings to take with me, but I guess this place was my home still. I’ll be over in the other room, so call me if you need something.”

*TIMESKIP*

*Rustle rustle*

*Ba-dump*

You suddenly collapse.

*Thud*

Kino quickly makes his way to the room, opening the door in a state of panic.

“Hey! What was that loud noise just noーー …!!”

He rushes to your side.

*Rustle*

“What’s wrong…?”

You try to brush it off.

“How can you claim it’s nothing after making such a big fall…? You’re gasping for air as well. Are you having a hard time breathing? Also your hand…They feel even colder than before. Don’t tell me…Is your condition actually much worse than I thought? ーー Forget about packing your things! We can’t stay here a second longer!”

( Her shallow breaths as she desperately gasped for air…Sheer white skin which had lost all of its life…I could tell that her body was visibly losing its strength. Which is when I finally realized that something was eating away at her. Despite her current condition, she decided to remain here regardless. All to keep the promise we made.

She waited here for me. All alone, in this pitch dark house. When I pictured how much she must have suffered, I was once again reminded of my own selfishness. Noーー I will have plenty of time to blame myself later. For now, I just have to… )

Kino lifts you into his arms.

*Rustle*

“...Ugh.”

*Rustle rustle*

“Don’t worry…I’ll carry you. I know it probably isn’t easy but try and hold on tight, okay?”

( For now, I had to take her somewhere so she wouldn't suffer, so I bolted out of the house. ーーHowever… )

Kino opens the door.

“...Eh?”

( When I opened the door, my eyes widened in surprise. Standing right in front of me, where the Ghouls whom I assumed had long left. However, I did not make any optimistic assumptions such as believing they had returned to my side. Not only was I worried about the girl in my arms, but their eyes as they glared me down were filled with nothing but hatred. )

“...Why are you guys here?”

( As I had trouble grasping the situation, one of the Ghouls spoke up: ‘After once attempting to cut ties and leaving this place, we were met with the harsh reality that we have nowhere to go in this vast Demon World. In the end, these Rotten Lands are our only home’, he said. ‘However, we can never be happy here at Rotigenberg, our only home. Not with this dictator under the name of ‘Kino’ is running around. Therefore, all of us decided that we would kill you,’ he continued. )

“You’ll…kill me?”

( The Ghouls nodded in unison. ‘You are the root of all our sufferings!’ they said, then all of them faced me at once. Their strong killing intent was made clear through the weapons in their hands as well. )

“...I understand why you’d feel that way. Honestly, I even understand now why you’d want to do that. I’ve definitely done things which would make you guys hate me to the point of wanting to kill me. …But right now…! She’s…My precious girl is in trouble…! I promise that I will come back here once I’ve brought her to safety. Then I will bow my head to you as many times as I need to. And if that is not enough, I will even burden my punishment. You can do with me as you please! So please…Just for now…Have some mercy. Let me pass!”

( ‘You’re lying!’ they shouted at me. ‘We know you’ll only run away! We know just how much of a cunning, selfish liar you are! Nobody will still listen to you!’ )

The Ghouls approach him.

( The Ghouls slowly but steadily began to surround me. )

“I’m not lying! I’m begging you…! Listen toーー”

*THUD*

“Kuh…!”

*Rustle*

*Thud*

“…Gah! Cut it out! She has nothing to do with this!”

*THUD*

“…Ugh!! Argh…”

*THUD THUD THUD*

“I promise that…I will atone for all of my sins after I’ve saved her…but for now…Please just let me…!”

*THUD THUD*

“I’m begging you…Let me go…!”

*THUD THUD THUD*

(ーー This is your punishment, they said. That it could in no way, shape or form compare to the pain and suffering they were put through, they added. Punishment. Exactly. I never once cared about someone else’s pain, suffering, or cries. Because I figured they would one day leave me anyway. In that case, I saw no reason to ever treat them with care and respect. Therefore, I could easily harm them without batting a single eye.

However, that was not the case for everyone. One person never left me. She’s a bit of a doofus at times, but with a heart of gold. I realized that I had to treasure her. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. However, through a cruel twist of fate, she now has to suffer because of the mistakes I made. If this is my punishment, then the crime I have committed must be so severe, they will never be forgiven. )

*Cling*

*SLASH*

“Ugh…Aaaah…!!”

*Drip drip*

“Aah…I’m…begging…you…Let me go…Please…She’s my…Ugh…”

*THUD THUD THUD*

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #kino #diabolik lovers daylight #diabolik lovers translation #diabolik lovers drama cd #drama cd

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semi-imaginary-place · 2 months

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ffxiv ill mheg 2 and rak'tika 1

2 headed wolf of voeburt. like the 2 headed eagle of the germanic kingdoms?

dohn mheg. i kinda miss actual dungeons that were mazes would have been appropriate here

ardbert's got that chronic depression rizz

firs tthe echo makes pc best canditate for primals and now the blessing of light makes them suitable for lightwardens. isn't it great being the player character

i was eating chocolate so this line blindsided me because it's very different and 4 times as long in the og japanese. so i didn't get it all but whats different is something like i'm not the real minfilia im not the minfilia that is his family

yeah that sounds like him. 5 years and a different world didn't make him any less emo

this is my favorite section of the game so far.

fandom is such a liar. emet selch is the true femboy of ffxiv. he's such a drama queen (literally too since he was the main patron of the sb raid theater group). he just came here to complain

speaking of ill mheg and lakeland. those don't look like 100 year old ruins. (or was lakeland earlier i dont remember). but stone structures even without maintenence don't fall apart that fast like irl we have stone castles and pyramids that are hundreds or thousands of years old. stone is durable. wood is the stuff that will fall apart after a hundred or two years. i guess the pixies went on a wrecking spree?

rak'tika greatwood. y'shtola joined a cult.

wow he's really got nothing better to do than follow us around

y'shtola joined a paranoid xenophobic cult. they called anne-san! an oira character! oira characters are the best! damn she really went no contact

yeah i got spoiled on this plot point but it's concerning that pc-kun is aetherically indistinguishable from a sin eater

oh so this is a persistent script change. in jp minfilia says "I'm not the real one" and this isn't the first time she's referred to herself as not the real one. honmono ja nai or something

idealism, hedonism, spirituality. also interesting that rak'tika is the only place outside of the shroud ive seen teh duskright models being used.

rather convenient that krile of all the scions didn't get summoned. well i guess post sb she's messing with eureka. but still imagine if 5 sine eaters were distributed among 3 people instead of 1. 5/3= 1.67 and wol-chan is ok at 2.

... it's a new age cult. the night's blessed see themselves as stars in a night sky, lights in the dark or do they consider stars/candles to be a part of the darkness too?

huh just noticed everyone this expansion is in black and white. minfilia is in mostly white. urianger and y'shtola in black. thancred is in white and black . alphi and alisaie are the most colorful. and my player character is all in white too.

... pc didn't tell anyone about ardbert.

it doesn't come across as much in eng but in jp vauthy's speech pattern is unusually childish for his position

weren't the murderous faction wanting to kill everyone. really ranjit is the better option. the audience knows the night's blessed are the "good" ones but really this sounds like a religious faction skirmish, what is one belief system over another.

finally i've been hearing about the great serpent of ronka for years now. is that a tsukinoko?

#ffxiv #ffxiv 5.0

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"friends" roger Taylor fanfic {part 2}

I'm gonna be doing 4 parts to this story, part 3 will be posted soon, enjoy!!

the next day you contemplated whether you should actually help roger or not. as much as you would love to go out with Daniel, ava was your best friend and you wouldn't want her to get her heart broken by roger who you knew had girls jumping at him left and right.

At break you sat on a bench outside reading your favorite book when you were disturbed by roger again. "hey so have you talked to ava yet?" he sat down beside you putting his arm spread out across the bench.

"no, because I'm not going to, I take back the deal" you said.

"why, you shook on it!" he responded.

"look, why do you need my help, I've seen how you are with the girls why cant you pick her up yourself if you want her so bad, and in the end I know your probably gonna break her heart anyway, roger, get another one night stand" you explained shutting your book.

"I'm not gonna break her heart, and so what if I just want a one night stand, please y/n, I promise. I- I've tried to talk to her but she's always busy, and this seems more easier, just chat her up about how amazing I am and ill do the rest" he begged.

"its gonna be a bit hard to say your amazing, guess ill have to lie, and if you hurt her I swear to god you will never see the light of day" you harshly smiled.

"I will not hurt her, I swear on it, and trust me ill get you and Daniel a date" he smiled crossing his legs.

you rolled your eyes and waved goodbye walking back to your dorm room. once you entered your dorm room ava was there. she was sitting on your bed reading a music magazine. "oh y/n, so glad to see you!" she jumped up hugging you. "hey, same here, what you doing" you asked making small conversation. "oh just some reading" she said sitting back down.

"ugh y/n, I am so bored, there's nothing to do, all I do is read and read, why don't we ever go out to parties and stuff like we used to!!" she complained with a smile. this was your chance to bring up roger.

"well why don't you find a date...hm that could be nice maybe, find a nice guy, one night stand?" you said.

"a date? I mean that could work, there's no cute guys though" she sighed.

"why-" ah fuck this was gonna be hard to say "why don't you go out with roger"

"roger?" ava laughed "your talking about the stupid and rude roger taylor, are you trying to kill me"

"I'm being serious, he- he's actually not bad, he- uh- he actually apologized for giving me a hard time and you know if you have a one night stand with him you wont get attached" you shrugged.

"huh....I guess he's not bad looking with those blue eyes and all, maybe eh, he always sleeping with girls" she said thinking hard about if it was a good idea or not.

"I mean, what's there to lose, a-" this was also gonna be incredibly hard to say "cute, experienced guy for one night" you spoke.

"well" ava laughed "some girls have told me some pretty cool stuff about him in bed-"

"ew, shut up" you laughed throwing a pillow at her before she could finish. "well you have convinced me y/n!" she got up from your bed "I need to go now, my mum wants to have a 'family meeting' ugh, but ill come back later, bye" she hugged you and made her way out.

*rogers pov*

y/n walked away from me I had finally convinced her to talk to ava about her going out with me, but now I had to keep up my end of the deal, talking to Daniel.

I walked into Daniels dorm room. "hey thought you had band practice?" Daniel questioned. :"nah, I canceled on Brian" I responded.

"then why aren't you bothering some chick" Daniel laughed.

"eh not in the mood, why aren't you?" I questioned.

"ha ha roger, you know I'm not looking too date right now, I have to focus on my studying" Daniel said.

"ugh what a bore! c'mon, why wont you find a girlfriend, do you wanna be alone forever?" I put my hands on my hips.

"alone? I have friends, you for example" Daniel smiled.

"like why don't you go out with someone nice...y/n for a uh- random example" I suggested.

"y/n, huh? why would you say that, thought you didn't like her?" Daniel raised and eyebrow at me.

"so what if I don't like her, saw you too talking today, you guys could make a cute couple" I shrugged.

"c'mon there's a party at bens house on Saturday, why don't you ask her?" I continued.

"fine ill ask her just get off my back about it, jeez" Daniel chuckled.

"well, wanna go out to the movies, I have tickets?" I questioned.

"yeah, wait ill get my shoes" Daniel said picking up his worn out runners.

@sarcastic-sourwolf

#roger taylor imagine #roger taylor fan fic #x reader #roger taylor #roger taylor x reader #roger taylor smut #fan fic #queen fanfiction #fanfic queen #queen band #queen smut

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neutrallyobsessed · 3 months

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EPISODE 1!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THEY'RE BACK!!!!!

there in school again and Jesús hates it lol speaking of, everyone hates Joan~ lolol

AHHH THE BLEACHERS CREATURES NOTE!! Oh shit- its funnier than i expected heh, reminds me of Mikitaka honestly~~

Wait, so this guy isn't Malcom X? Then who tf is he? fr i didnt catch a word he said when he said his name..... I guess i'll be calling him Malcom X for the rest of this liveblog and when i finish ill check what his name really is lol, i really dont wanna spoil myself on this!

POINT! attention whore confucius my beloved~~, but let's see what this professor is all about...

Abe and JFK friendship! That sounds lovely and I sure don't care! But wish the best for them shippers! I'm also crossing my fingers! Teehee :3c

INTRO!! IT'S THE SAME AS BEFORE!! eh okay, kinda wanted it to change to reflect the current relationships but the only thing that should change is the parts with Joan, JFK and Abe so.... yeah its ok...

And Candide is the sole member of the board, yeah that makes sense lol, she also took vacation, haha "tanned"

GANDHI!!!!!! SXTREAM BLU!!! BEST DUDES 4EVER!!!! KNORK!!!! G-SPOT!!!!!! RAISINS!!!!!!! wait the retainers are actually Joan's...

THE EAR PIERCING!!!!!!!!!!!

they were right, they really are teasing our cocks with gandhi what the fuck

HE'S HERE!!

YEAH GIRL INTERRUPT THAT MUSICAL, NOBODY LIKES THAT SHIT HELL YEAH!!! and there are better people out there that can explain why Jackie is epic yoo

I just want more points jsksjksjksjsjsks

yeah "well funded" but............. oh cool a rocket! so it is true that theyll send them clone to space? :D

Wow Harriet being non-conformist by being conformist thats punk as hell man!

wait book burning? lmao- NOOOOO NOT THE FUCKING MAGNETS PRESENTATION AAAA BUT THE POINTSSSS NOW WE WILL NEVER KNOW HOW DO THEY WORK!!!!

oh but harriet/not malcom x apperantly? thats looking good so far ey

Hmm i still buy the theory that Exclamation! is in Nebraska

OH umm Mr B had a very smooth animation right there.....and yeah this whole scene is funny lolol glass ceiling

JFK being a jerk ass bully!!! Hell yeah!!!! :DDD

omg this is so funny cause like JUST THIS WEDNEDSDAY! JimmyHere did his ylyl vid of the week and in that vid he went to fact check about what happens if you eat a magnet! The answer being well yeah it wont kill you but ahahahha DONT DO IT MMMMM :))))

OH MOTHERFUCKER- QUE CONCHA DE SU MADRE JJAJAJJAJA me cae chistoso este profe, con que se la andara?

OYO THE TENSION! THAT YOUTUBE SOUND EFFECT!!

I LOVE IT!!!

HE'S BACK!!

I mean yeah, it makes sense that you choose a good color when you paint a wall, specially for vandalism purposes but ey look! a canon couple passed by when Joan and Topher were in close proximity to each other! that MUST mean something right?!

MOPED!! That's SO cool! they're going Downtown babey ;3 with- the massive helmet eheh WOAH THATS TIGHT ALRIGHTTT

BILL NYE THE SCIENCE LIEEEEE JSKSJSKJSKSSKSJKS ES EXCELENTE

NADA QUE VER BOLUDAAAA NDEAAAAHHHH JSKSJKJSKSJKJS

AH BUENO EYE SEX REAL issss is this something the big mouth writers put on? ahahahhahhhhhh i want a word with them-

but does your eye got a boyfriend? WELL YEAH..........

.........

... eye got a boyfriend :v

sooo y'all just spray paint a wall? hmm ok, expecting future mischief to be more lethal next time~~

Oh so she call the feds first? hehehehhe

OHIO MENTIONED! IT HURTS TO BE THIS HIP

OOOHHHH ACCUSATIONS OF AFFAIRS~~

i love intentional animation inconsistencies uwu

OH NO ITS NOT SUNDAY OR HOLIDAYS!!!!!!

funny pose, and she's default posing lol, its kinda like the t-pose of flash/vector/2D animaion ;v

and the idea of having the idiot clone killed by their own idiocy is brilliant! BUt... his moment is over! a self contained story, what will happen next~?

oh so the sachel bleeds huh..... yknow itd be a lot funnier if humans didnt bleed but inanimate objects did, a bit of absurdist humor~~

lol suspect

Yaayyy Joan is part of the group and has friends and one of them is Topher, super important :D!

Rating: an aight start ^^/10!

Topher Bus has appeared on screen for 1:23 minutes (I'm not counting recaps or the intro)

#clone high #liveblogging #clone high season 3 #so im actually not good at counting time so its aprox actually haha

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