#monster boyfriend supremacy

[after-witch]

Bus Stop [Yandere Geto x Reader]

Title: Bus Stop [Yandere Geto x Reader]

Synopsis: You’ve escaped from Geto–but for how long?

Word count: 3200ish

Notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, noncon sex scene, female reader, degradation

Despite everything that has happened to you within the last year, your hands have never shook so much; your breath has never been this ragged, this desperate; your chest has never heaved and pleaded with the most fervent of thoughts: please, please, for the love of everything I used to believe in, answer your door!

It feels like your knuckles will begin to bleed against the wood grain but then, the door opens so swiftly that your hand falls forward and you nearly stumble over the threshold.

A man is standing in the doorway. A man with a button down sweater and a concerned, fretful expression--well, no wonder, with the way you’d been rapping on his door.

The man is your psychologist. Mr. Mayeda. You’ve been going to him for several years–or at least, you were going to him, before everything happened. Before you were taken and kept and–

His eyes widen. He takes in your state. Oh, how you must look. Forehead beaded with sweat, eyes round and pleading.

And then there is the matter of the collar around your neck.

“Come in,” he says, sounding dazed and concerned all in one breath. “Tell me what’s happened.”

–

“Will you miss me, pet?”

You nod, and keep your eyes downcast. He likes your eyes downcast when you’re in the presence of anyone else–like now. Unless he tells you to look at him. But even when you’re alone with Geto, you’re prone to keeping your eyes glued to the floor, your lap, the ceiling. Anywhere but his face.

“Do speak up,” he says, trailing a finger possessively along your cheek.

“Yes, master Geto,” you murmur. “Please return quickly.”

He pats your head. Like a dog, like a pet. Because that’s what you’ve become, isn’t it? His pet. You even sit at his knees when he’s addressing his legions of followers, most of whom you can’t stand; and the ones you can stand only possess that particular description because you haven’t really met them yet. 

This one, the woman Geto is leaving to monitor you while he’s off on some awful errand, is not someone new. She’s someone who dislikes you out of jealousy or supremacy or perhaps a bubbling mixture of both.

But there’s an advantage in that. She doesn’t try to talk with you, like some of the milder ones do. As soon as Geto is gone, she throws a disdainful glare your way and gets out her phone. She doesn’t even bother staying in the room with you; she goes into the next room and slides the door shut. She’ll talk to her boyfriend until she hears the telltale sound of Geto’s footsteps leading up to the room, then pretend like she’s been happily watching over you the whole time.

Which means she won’t notice when you pry open a loose floorboard and retrieve a backpack you’ve stuffed with papers, with cash, with a few necessities. 

Which means you’ll have an easier time escaping. 

Which means you’ll finally be free.

It almost seems too easy, when you make it out of the compound. You expect Geto to pounce on you at any moment. But you make it out,  you do, and you make it to a bus station and slide some of the money you stole from Geto’s room over to the ticket counter.

You could call the police. But Geto would look for you there first. He would know you’d run, little rabbit that you are, to the only authority you could think of; but they couldn’t protect you. Not from him. 

So your mind drums up the only address you can really remember–that of your psychologist’s office–and you ask the ticket taker for the next bus to the city.

–

Mr. Mayeda does not say anything at first. 

Even though what you’ve told him sounds wild. And crazy. And wholly made up. That is to say, you’ve told him everything. About how Geto Suguru can control monsters, only they’re not simply monsters, but curses. About how he sees them and eats them and hoards them, like he’s tucking them away for some awful winter. About how he kidnapped you and kept you, how he treated you like a pet, how he wouldn’t let you go. 

About how you escaped and didn’t know where else to turn.

“I know,” you say, leaning forward, arms crossed over yourself. “I know it sounds crazy. But you have to believe me.”

Mr. Mayeda frowns. 

You pull your backpack into your lap and rummage through it, until 

“I didn’t believe any of it myself at first.” Memories come flooding in. Those early days,, spent crying, gritting your teeth so hard that your jaw ached for a week, unbelieving everything Geto told you in the calmest, most horrible tones. “But it’s true. And–and I don’t know where to go or what to do. He’ll try to find me, and, and…” Your breath begins to quicken, your heart pounds. How could you think you’d be free? Oh, he’ll find you, and kill poor Mr. Mayeda, and then where will you be? What will he do? 

You’re only barely aware of your hyperventilation when Mr. Mayeda places a firm hand on your shoulder. He says your name. He says it again. And again. And when you look at him, eyes bleary with tears, he speaks again. 

“You have to calm down. I can’t help you until you calm down.”

His voice is an anchor in the storm. Help you, he said. Help.

 Your hand shakily goes up to clasp his; it’s a foreign touch, the first person that you’ve touched since Geto took you. No one else was allowed to, except Manami, but that was only in case of emergencies. 

“You don’t think I’m crazy?” Your voice is a hoarse croak. 

Mr. Mayeda gives your fingers a squeeze, and then lets you go. He stands up and looks down at you with a sympathetic smile.

“I don’t think you’re crazy. I think you’re very upset, and need someone to listen to you.” He sighs and looks you over. “I’d like to grab your file from my office. Would you like anything? A glass of water? Food?” 

“Oh–oh yes, water, please. If it’s not any trouble.” Your stomach growls, but you don’t think you could keep anything down right now, anyway. 

And what does food matter, when he’s going to help you? When he believes you? You’d imagined this conversation so many times. In some of them, he escorts you out of the building and slams the door in your face. In others, he has you picked up by ambulance and committed to a hospital for delusions. In others, he yells at you for wasting his time.

But instead he doesn’t think you’re crazy and he’s going to help and it’s the best possible outcome. One that you, in your hopeless state, didn’t even foresee.

By the time he returns with a glass of water, your breathing has returned. You smile wearily and wipe your clammy hands before you take the glass. The water is cool and refreshing down your sore throat. 

Mr. Mayeda gives you a few moments before he begins to speak. He has your file now, and opens it up on his lap.

“I need to ask you a few things. Just to get an idea of how we should proceed, all right? Please let me know if you feel uncomfortable.”

You set the empty water glass down and nod. What’s a few questions, compared to the hell you’ve been living?

“Have you been to your home, since you’ve left this mysterious compound?”

“No.”

He scratches the answer on the pad.

“Did you call anyone else, or contact anyone else except for me?”

“No.”

Scratch-scratch.

“So no one else knows you’re here?”

“No.” You bite your lip, and ask questions of your own. “What are we going to do? Where can we go? Do you know anyone that can help?” 

He raises his hand.

“One thing at a time. First, I’d like to get everything straight on your end.” 

You nod, and bring your knees up on the chair, feeling like a child in a doctor’s office for the first time in ages.

“Yes, of course, I’m sorry, I’m just…” You don’t finish.

Mr. Mayeda simply smiles, pity in his expression. You don’t need to explain to him what you are “just,” because he’s confident and calm and he knows exactly what to do.  “That’s all right. I understand this is stressful. I’m going to go make a call, and then we’ll talk about what we can do next. Okay?”

You nod. You don’t want him to leave you–he’s going to help you–and worries begin to creep in about Geto somehow finding you here. Maybe you had a tracker on you that you didn’t know about. Maybe there was a curse attached to your shoulder and he’d simply sniff it out. 

Maybe you were too anxious to think straight.

By the time he returns, your knee is bouncing. He regards it with a frown, and you force yourself to stop.  You don’t want him to be mad at you–you want him to help you. He said he’d help you. You just don’t know what he can do to save you from Geto. What anyone could do. 

But he sits down, and gets out your file again. Then he begins to go through every detail of your story, confirming, questioning, writing down notes. It’s hard–you start to cry, thinking about everything–but it’s necessary to create a plan of action. Right? 

In the midst of all this, the doorbell buzzes.

He sighs, and his frown deepens. He must have forgotten an appointment–you can’t blame him, with your sudden arrival.  “Let me get that. I’ll just have them reschedule the appointment.” When he gets up from his chair, he looks older in the moment; more tired and slow. Well, the stress of you dropping your predicament in his lap can’t exactly be easy to take. 

You wipe your teary eyes, and grab a tissue to blow your nose. You hope he doesn’t have to reschedule too many clients because of you. You don’t want to be too much trouble.  You just want to be safe and free and–

Geto and Manami walk through the open doorway of the office, and your stomach drops to your shoes. 

Behind them, Mr. Mayeda looks remorseful. 

“I had to,” he says, voice quavering. “My daughter–she… she’s used his services, you see.” 

Geto looks back at Mr. Mayeda, who immediately shuts up and stares at the floor. 

Ah. So he threw you back to the wolves to protect someone he loved. You can’t begrudge him for it. Not really.

But it doesn’t change the loss of your short-lived freedom. 

–

Manami drives. You don’t have the strength to look anywhere but your own lap, at your hands curled up so tight that they hurt, resting on your thighs. 

Geto hasn’t said a thing since he collected you. 

“Suguru,” you say, voice shaking through the words. “I… ” You’re about to lie. He knows this. You know this. But he’s never minded you lying, before, as long as you said what he wanted. “I won’t do it again, I promise.” Still, he says nothing. 

“Suguru–” you try again. He finally looks at you, a slow, languid turn of his head. His lips curl just a little. Not in a way that makes you feel good. 

 His voice is soft and sweet as honey. His words are anything but.

“You think you have the right to address me right now?” 

He’s angry. Not just annoyed, not just mad, not just disappointed. Angry. It’s a heavy, dreadful feeling that glues you to the seat just as well as any bonds. 

Gravity seems to pull your chin down, until you’re once again staring at your lap.

This time, you clench your fingernails so hard that your palm bleeds. 

–

You don’t remember the walk back into the compound. You didn’t dare look up from the ground underneath your feet–walking step by step behind Geto, even though you wanted nothing more than to run in the opposite direction–to see the expressions of those devout followers. No doubt some were glaring as much as they dared.

It’s not until you’re back in Geto’s quarters and Manami has been dismissed that you hazard a glance at something other than your shoes, now dirty from your short journey outside these walls. 

You look up at Geto, who is standing, silent, head tilted just-so as he stares at you. When he finally opens his mouth, he issues a command.

“Go to the bedroom.”

They are words to be obeyed, and you do. 

He’s not yet in the room when he continues the orders.

“Disrobe. Lay on the bed. Spread your legs. Do not speak.”

Dread pools in your stomach, thick and slimy. It makes you want to run into the bathroom and hurl the contents of your last meal into the toilet. But you dare not deviate from what he’s said, not when the world feels so heavy; not when you know he’s angry with you.

So you slip off your clothing and lay on the bed and spread your legs. The cool air of the bedroom does nothing but increase your trembling as thoughts come one by one.

What does Geto intend to do? Something related to sex, surely. Maybe he’ll fuck you so hard that you can’t sit properly for days. Maybe he’ll make you lay here, naked, simply for his own amusement. Maybe he’ll hurt you, finally, and that underlying, coil-tight fear you’ve had since the moment you were kidnapped can finally release.

After far too long for your mental sanity, Geto finally does come into the room, stripped down to only an undershirt and thin cotton pants. Casual clothing he only wears around you, and no one else. Maybe he expects that to be flattering, but for whom, you can’t quite tell.

He crawls on the bed, his weight dipping the mattress. 

He places his hands on either thigh, and pushes your legs further apart. 

You wait for some pain–the pain of him entering you without preparation, perhaps, or something more insidious. The crack of his hand. The crack of a leather belt. 

But you wait in vain, because instead of pain–instead of something harsh and cruel–you instead feel the soft touch of his fingers against your folds. His thumb rests softly against your clit, and begins to rub, sending an unwelcome jolt through you. 

“Suguru?” You ask, and boldly prop yourself up on your elbows. 

“I told you not to speak,” he murmurs, and you press your lips together. Now, you think, surely he will hit you.

But no. Instead he returns to his former ministrations, gently rubbing against your clit, other fingers gently squeezing the flesh of your pussy. It almost tickles, pleasantly. After a while, the dull pleasure begins to heighten, and you can feel a mild orgasm beginning to reach its peak. 

He stops. The pleasure hovers for a moment, and then begins to fade. 

He begins again. 

You want to ask him what he’s doing; you want to ask him why he stopped. But his order to remain quiet thrums through your head and you merely keep your head back on the bed, staring at the plain ceiling above you. 

The pleasure is different now. Sharper. Wetter. Instead of a dull, mild orgasm, it begins to feel like the ones you’ve had with him before; the ones where he spends a while building you up, getting you wet, wanting to hear you moan. 

Your breath begins to catch in your throat, and you can’t help but squirm your hips. It feels good,  you don’t want it, but he knows your body well enough to make it feel good.

And like before, you can feel yourself starting to reach your peak, getting to the point when pleasure becomes sparks. And–like before. 

He stops. 

And begins again. 

And stops. 

And begins again.

Until you are wet, and sweating, and squirming. Until your breath is not mildly catching in your throat but coming out in desperate pants. Until your hands are clenching the sheets. 

Until you are crying out, not because of pain and a sharp slap against your skin, but the unbearable heat that has built between your legs. A heat which Geto has carefully stoked with his fingers and his mouth, and the unrelenting pattern of bringing you to the top, only to let you fall before bringing you there once again.

You know you’re not supposed to speak. But you can’t help it, you just can’t help it. Not with the way his thumb is idly circling your clit. Not with the sweat clinging to your back. Not with the way your head begins to turn side to side of its own accord, unable to deal with the teasing. 

“Suguru–” Your voice is a needy whine. “Please, please–”

“Apologize,” he says, simply. Calmly. All the while continuing to slowly rub your clit with his thumb.

“I’m sorry,” you croak. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry–”

His thumb pauses, and you can feel your clit twitching against it.

“But do you mean it?” 

“Yes!” You don’t hesitate. Tears leak from your eyes. Wetness leaks from in between your legs.

“Then beg.” He keeps his thumb hovered above your clit. “Beg like you’re my pet. Because that’s what you are, isn’t it?”

Your thighs tremble. Your lips quiver.

“Please, Suguru.” Your cheeks heat in shame, but what shame can you truly hold onto, when your pussy is this wet, when you’re gyrating against him so pathetically? You say everything you think he wants to hear. “I’m your pet, I won’t run again, I’ll do what you say–”

You feel half-delirious, raising your hips towards the air to try to get some friction against his finger. All you succeed in doing is humping yourself against him, teasing your swollen clit with the promise of an orgasm that can only come from his fingers.

After a while, your words trail off into a pathetic whimper.

It’s then that Geto crawls up further on the bed and plants a kiss on your forehead. 

You sigh in relief. 

“No,” he says. “Bad pets don’t get rewarded, do they?”

You have only a moment to think before he yanks your sweaty wrists up and ties them to the headboard with cuffs he must have put there before he even collected you from Mr. Mayeda’s office. You pull against them once before he gives you a harsh look that makes you freeze. Once he’s satisfied with your stillness, he begins to take off his own clothes. 

“I would make you sleep on the floor,” he murmurs, shrugging off his shirt. “But that would be a punishment to me, to deny myself your body, no?” 

You can only shake your head in response as you shift your legs, trying to catch the fleeting orgasm that has begun to fade even further from your grasp. Geto raises an eyebrow and places his palm firmly on your hip to keep you in place. 

Once you stop squirming–it’s useless, you realize–he sighs and cuddles against you. It might be sweet, if he wasn’t who he was; if you weren’t in the position that you’re in. If there wasn’t an aching, warm soreness between your legs that has gone unfulfilled. 

His voice is not so sweet when he whispers against your ear.

“If you ever try something so foolish again, I won’t be kind about it.”

#yandere jjk #yandere jujutsu kaisen #yandere geto #yandere geto suguru #afterwitch writes

[zvmz]

Writing down my thoughts while watching monster high for the first time Pt. 2

alright y’all now we’re watching why do ghouls fall in love let’s go

oh oh new and improved intro

the one long shot as the intro is so cool

ohh shoot we 3D now

actually might like it better than the 2D

wait r they saying Valentine’s Day was literally made for Draculara?

im confused 😁

can I get a sugar daddy like clawd

CAN I GET DRACULARAS DAD?????

oh

um this is awkward

so guys it was all in our heads apparently 😊

clawdeen is kinda slaying this new animation style

oh this song goes so hard

the bats flying out of clawds wallet is so real

come again how old is draculara

why is she still in school

was she held back a few hundred years

and I thought my grades were bad

the cat people make me uncomfortable. stranger danger

damn these cats are menaces

arent they always

not the driving lessons book

just pass it the first time fr 🙄

GUYS

GUYS

GUYS

CUPID

SHES HERE

LOLL NOT THE STOOL CLAWD 😭😭

vampire daring charming???

“misunderstanding with the locals”?? 😭 what did girlie do??? 😭😭

is ghoulias back okay like fr

the collection of broken hearts is so extra

kinda metal idk I almost cant be mad

imagine eah characters trying to navigate the catacombs

girls would not last a minute

actually can someone make a fic I would totally read that

why am I just now realizing ghoulia can’t talk

like idk I just thought she was a bit quirky this whole time

WHY DOES DRACULARA HAVE KNIVES ON THE CEILING OF HER CAR

oh my god Draculara HIT HIM

FLOOR IT DRACULARA

she missed her chance :( vampire Elvis lives

The shot of them running towards each in slow motion just to maintain a 3 feet distance was so unnecessary

WAIT A MINUTE DRACULARA YOURE BETTER THAN THIS. YOU ALREADY HAVE A BOYFRIEND

why is dueces animation specifically so rough

he kind of reminds me of sparrow

i kinda like him

yes Draculara break it off

oh- um

THE ANIMATION ON THEIR PHONES OF DRACULARA DUMPING CLAWD?? WHO MADE THAT?? WHERE DID IT COME FROM?? 😭😭😭

wait a minute I recognize Frankie’s voice. Is that Barbie?

why does some random cow go to their school

CUPIDDDD

LOL NOT CLEO BREAKING THE CLASS

yeah Cupid shoot her

pow pow pow 💥🔫💥🔫💥🔫

okay now what the hell

get it together cupid

why does Cupid keep accidentally getting love enchanted? First clawd then Dexter lolll

the dog whistle?? 😭

clawds like. I guess you can say I got… W rizz...

”what u want” ABBY 😭😭 BEST CHARACTER ONG

this party looks kinda fire ngl

not sure how I feel about the food being served next to the body odor pit

okayyy frankieee kinda slaying her party look

cleo barely changing after being love enchanted to herself

Could this be considered a school shooting? like legally

um anyway Kitty Cheshire supremacy

rizz lord clawd

hell yea body odor pit for the win ✊🏻

why was the kiss sound so um squishy

abby is such an icon

okay it’s over

I liked this one a lot better than the last movie. I hope we see Cupid again or else I’ll rage

the pacing was like SO much better than the last movie.

my only complaints are that toralai and vampire Elvis's motivations either weren’t really explained or made no sense to me. Also the animation still isn’t great but what do you expect lol

oh wait one more complaint. where is Frankie’s personality. I do not see it

hopefully we get a good frankie episode to get to know her a bit more

also it keeps telling us clawdeen and draculara are best friends but not really showing it??

In conclusion clawd is the rizzard and Abby solos

#monster high #ever after high #eah #draculaura #abby bominable #clawdeen wolf #frankie stein #c.a. cupid #daring charming #kitty cheshire

[scribe-of-monsters]

renfield for that ask thing? hi lol

Hi :D I'll answer for the book version and my au version of Renfield for the sake of,, fun

Book:

Sexuality: Gay

Gender: Not overly attached to any gender, just answers with cis for sake of simplicity

Ship: Definitely Renfield x Sleep or Renfield x Happiness

Brotp: I think he and Lucy should hang out. They would have such shenanigans

Notp: The fucking Seward and Renfield ship. Mom please pick me up I'm scared 🙃

Random headcanon: he has an insane tolerance for cold weather but cannot stand heat

General opinion: he is my third favorite character in all of fiction. Hrhrgsgrh I love him. Guy ever

Monsters of Man (my comic)

Sexuality: Gay.

Gender: Gender fluid

Ship: I made up a fish guy to be his boyfriend. Gill as Renfield's boyfriend supremacy/hj

Brotp: My Ren was good friends with Basil Hallward from Dorian Gray in his youth. Also I need Renfield to interact with Victor Frankenstein. For research purposes

Notp: Specifically for my AU anyone that is not Gill. I am very particular about ships with my own characters and I am kept awake in fear of what horrific ships will ever be created if I get a fandom. But especially Ren with Edward or Adam makes me deeply upset. Please no

Random headcanon: He loves to sew and make clothes!! He is very good at embroidery especially :D

General opinion: I fucksndndbdbxbg love her. Beloved. The man the myth the legend. I want to give him a weighted blanket and put him to bed.

#scribes asks #renfield

[fruti2flutie]

SAME ANON AS BEFORE RE:MAXIDENT ALBUM, I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR UR THOUGHTS!! BUT ALSO SO HAPPY U PULLED CHANGBIN!!! (assuming he’s ur bias and all)

the album is so!!! interesting!!!! every track is a love song in its own type of way (except super board which is just.... nyooom???) so everything has a pink skz flare, unsure how else to describe it... there was so much anticipation with maxident given oddinary's success, and i think this album was a great follow-up!!!! the vibes are there, the aesthetics are there..... i'm gonna talk abt the tracks in order since i feel so differently about each of them fjksjsmjn i.e. no mv talk bc only case 143 came out & pink-seungmin makes me well up with tears. but heart monsters are so cute i cannot WAIT to own one 🥺💜

1. case 143

WHAT A TITLE SONG!!!! let me just reference this article that describes it as "a love song for someone who gets easily distracted" bc THAT'S ME!!!! SO MUCH IS HAPPENING!!! it has the same build as maniac, felix in the first chorus and then hyunjin in the second, verses of raps weaved expertly between each other, a strange sweetness in the oddity that the last album branded them with. there's so much story in the song, the concept of investigation and crime and this chase that this unexplainable emotion is spurring them into. this song has SURPRISES! literally, the BOOM & BANGS!!! the police sirens!!!! changbin's "can i be your boyfriend" & "no cap" have not left my brain!! other honorable mentions: chan's abcdefg?? SEUNGMIN'S BRIDGE???? anyway it has wormed its way onto my top5 fav skz title tracks <3

2. chill

there's nostalgia to this song? i have no idea where it comes from, maybe it's from an old kpop song or another skz track.... and there's a saxophone??? like HUH WHAT WOW?? jisung's tracks (even though i can't name others specifically lol) seem to have a dreamy quality to them, the lo-fi sound making them perfect for drives with ur windows down. like, i think this is a good song to show to a non-kpop or skz listener? it's solid! the music! the vocals!! it's actually a breakup song & even without really knowing what the lyrics are, there's a bittersweetness to the performance that gives u sentimentality? The Vibes are Immaculate

3. give me your TMI

whoever the FUCK is in the chorus as background vocals, we need to SPEAK. it's funky garage noise!! it's background music for a heist!!!! changbin's intro rap reminds me of the impression that thunderous left on me, the dude just spitting & me going wild with it. he literally can go "ding dong daeng" for 3hrs straight & i'd listen to it. also, i can't believe this song is 2YRS OLD?? IN THE LAPTOP FOR THAT LONG??? so the whole point is "I Am Curious About You" & it just. HITS. it WORKS. like what is GOING ON with this song?? it might be my fav off the album solely for how confused it makes me feel. AND THE BRIDGE?!!!! i am a SUCKER for a bridge that slows it down with honey vocals (2min, i'm aching for u) KIM SEUNGMIN HAS MY WHOOOOOOOOLE HEART

4. super board

completely candid i am not a fan of this type of sound :| it's not my style, where there's less melody in favor of more noise (no shade but think nct127). but it's still a fun song!!! the nyooom is so silly to me; there's a playfulness to it that fits the album!! it's like a dialed back version of cheese, if that makes sense? it's literally for skaters. this is definitely the most experimental of the tracks & maybe it'll grow more on me? who knows lmao

5. 3racha

"1 2 3 racha get spotlight" WOW this is just 3min 28sec of 3racha bragging & i lie down at their feet for that. Good For Them! before maxident dropped i've been obsessed with heyday & whatever "i'm stacking EXP just like a mountain" means. and the DRRRR POW noise. and that bed squeaking noise that has an actual term that i can never FUCKING REMEMBER... ANYWA 3RACHA SUPREMACY.,..,.,, producer trio doing the MOST! i love how chan raps in english, gets to do witty play on words just like binsung can in korean, being AUSSIE AS HELL. iconic lines: "my boys spittin' facts they locked & loaded" & "y u mad brah?" *gunshots* *dies*

6. taste

seeing red lights ot8 made listening to this song make me go, oh. it isn't-- this song isn't quite a sequel to red lights, which is more desperate & dark imo. this song is taunting, inviting. this song exudes a certain ambience that is, to put it simply, sensually sexual. dimly lit bedroom with rose petals scattered everywhere you can see. which yknow. yeah. what the fuck can i say. what the fuck. skz what the fuck.

7. can't stop

this is aftercare after 3racha & taste, which i agree to wholeheartedly. i'm literally crying listening to this song, which by no means is a song to cry to! it's so sweet!! i love vocalracha!! i love that they chose to showcase themselves in this upbeat, cute & wholesome confession song!!! don't get me wrong about the angsty ballads; they have a time & place but WE NEED A SONG OF PURE JOY & EXCITEMENT IN THIS ALBUM!!! AND THIS IS IT!!!!!!!!!!!! frolicking through meadows sort of vibe at the end of a coming-of-age kdrama movie. i'm still crying.

8. circus (krn ver)

i loved this song in japanese & that rings true for the korean version too!!! it throws me off hearing it in a language i'm more familiar with since i've had the original version on repeat lol i don't normally listen to kpop group's japanese releases but this was an exception! i love all the elements of the circus they build into the song, the animals, the fire, the fanfare, the lyric painting with the iconic carny tune... geez this song is so GOOD for WHAT

tl;dr maxident is stuck in my ears for the foreseeable future & i'm a seungbin stan who has yet to pull a seungmin T.T

#anon #reply #stray kids #maxident #when i get the rest of my albums.....!!!!!! #this is why i can't do twitter i have no ability to talk abt things i like unless someone prods me with a stick

[swampythesweetsketch]

what if. . .

Cole was the monster boyfriend to (insert whoever u want here)

Werewolf Cole/Oni Kai supremacy

[the-hem]

"The Power." From the Nrisimha Tapaniya Upanishad, "The Exploration of the Mysteries of The Golden Victor."

There is a peculiarity with Hindu god forms. Under ordinary circumstances they are paper dolls- lumps of sculpted wood or metal that are accompanied by stories that allow the secret knowledge of the Supreme Being to trickle in between the cracks of the mind and affect it through indirect experience.

Who ever listened to Moses and obeyed the Commandment, "Do not commit adultery"?"

What if the handsome prince pissed in Cinderella's glass slipper, put it on her foot and ran off with one of her step sisters instead? You'd feel for her wouldn't you? But for your boyfriend or wife, no you do not.

Gods and goddesses, stories, illusions, and myths, the legends, these are used to illustrate the lessons in a way that the ego will not reject them out of fear of its guilt.

Methods uses facts instead of stories and force the ego into direct confrontation with itself. Upanishads, like this one use both approaches.

Here we are building up the identity of this hideous man-monster that wants to be our friend and teach us, and doing so gives it truly Godlike status:

11 The Third Upanishad

The devas requested Brahma to teach them the power of Anushtup Mantra Raja (The king of Chants set to anushtup meter which means it has intentions and a conclusion) and also its root. Brahma told them: This illusion (Maya) which is the power of Narasimha (which is EEm) is the one which creates everything, protects them and destroys them.

Therefore you have to realize that this illusion is the power. The one who understands the power of this illusion, he crosses all sins and also attains deathlessness.

 He enjoys the wealth with fame. The experts in Brahmam argue among themselves whether this is short, long or extra long (Pronunciation?).

One who pronounces this with short ending, will burn away all sins and would attain deathlessness.

-> EEm invokes the guidance of the divine. If you believe God will help you when you are in trouble then EEm is already spoken.

To call upon God the invisible and indivisible, the silent, wordless, but omniscient Self is delusional but we all do it, believing it has the ability to invoke God and bless us.

This is not true, but without the words, we would have no concept at all of God's graces which are all over the place, thus the power of the illusion to define what is real.

He who pronounces this in long ending, would get wealth with fame and also attain deathlessness.

He who pronounces it with extra long ending would attain ethereal knowledge and also deathlessness. What follows is the explanation given by sages: “Oh power behind EEm who is the personification of the power of illusion, please protect us.

Please bless us so that we are able to cross easily in a straight forward manner this sea of birth and death. People who know you, call you also as Sreedevi (Goddess of Light), Lakshmi (Goddess of the Heart), Parvathy (Goddess of the Mountain), Bhoodevi (The Goddess of Earth), Sashti Devi (a goddess who protects children), Sree Vidhya (science) and Indra Sena (the supremacy of the intellect).

Requesting you to give me long life, I submit myself to you who is the mother of all Vedas. All the beings and things in the world were produced from the sky (Ether).

All living things were made from the sky. They live in the sky. They go towards the sky and enter and disappear there. So we have to understand that the sky is the root (The root word for the sky is Ham).”

The explanation given by sages are as follows: “That root “Ham” is the Sun God traveling in the pure sky, in “Air” in the atmosphere, in “Fire” in fire sacrifices, and exists as “Guests” in homes. That is the only one thing which is with devas and also with men. It is the truth.

It is that thing which is born out of sky, water, earth, sacrificial fire and mountains. This is the great truth. The Upanishad says that “only the one who knows this knows the secret implication of the mantra”.

-> It is the power of the Creator that is able to unite this Thing, this Narasimha out of the all the elements, sacrifices, out of the gods and men, and through it, to guide us and teach us how met out justice on behalf of those afflicted by the crude, the corrupt, and the cruel.

So long as we believe the Upanishad is correct, sanctuary and long-life are ours.

[eldritch-spouse]

(Minors dni)

I finished it! By no means is it good. :D

Oh fuck, he's coming towards you... Maybe you shouldn't have stared at him for so long, like a creep. But who could blame you? Those peculiar eyes didn't let you look away.

So caught up in those very same hypnotic hues, your brain only fizzles back to reality when the large monster waves a little purple card with a strange symbol in front of you. You take it wordlessly, watching his grin stretch, impishly so, before he fades into the club's rowdy crowd.

Through the buzz of alcohol and the bass currently drilling into your eardrums, you manage to focus enough to read said little card. It's... It's his number. Neatly printed in golden swirls.

Should you call?

#terato #exophilia #monster boyfriend #monster x reader #monster x you #monster oc #big tiddie supremacy #is it an incubus? you decide #pinnie's art

[semisolidmind]

I believe in semi’s monster/Yandere boyfriends supremacy

[littleaxebad]

Thursday: Venomous

Inspired in parts by the wild energy of Olaf and Paul by PacoVolume (forbidden relationship), the magnificent genius of Thalasso Hobbyist (sea monsters) and dedicated to @writtenjewels as a thank you for one of my favourite fanfictions “Catch of the Day”...

(Go into this knowing that Jason is a fucking monster looking thing. He’s not pretty (maybe a little in the face if you cover all the spikes), he’s a fucked up monster looking thing. Ain’t nothing wrong with fucked up looking monsters. Fucked up monster supremacy.)

Yes, this is supposed to be funny...

Jason looked up at the science vessel. He’d been around long enough to know what was a science vessel and what was a fishing trawler and what was a cruise ship full of rich old people who thought he was a dolphin. He had no idea how a centuries old sea monster could be mistaken for intelligent tuna, but he’d never full grasped most of humanities obscurities in his long life. For one thing, they kept changing, and for another - he didn’t fuckin’ care.

His mother was a mermaid. His father had been something else. He’d never met the creature responsible for his nightmarish silhouette but he’d heard nothing but good things. He suspected it was a teenage crush elongated over hundreds of years into a form of hero worship on his mothers part… and a one night stand for a wandering Eldritch Horror on his fathers part. But whatever concoction of oceanic mistakes had been involved, Jason was more or less a 12 foot long eel shaped mer-creature, with a smooth, humanoid upper torso, long twisted vines sprouting from a horned face; powerful muscles and fins, and sharp teeth and claws for fighting and eating. Not to mention the venom he was capable of injecting if he felt so inclined. 

A fuckin’ dolphin indeed. 

Jason was swimming under the science vessel for one very particular reason. A scientist named Salim Othman who spoke with a strangely erotic accent, was basically covered in hair, and had absolutely captured Jason’s tiny heart over the months he’d been at sea, researching whale migration patterns. The actual science bored Jason to tears, he was far more interested in the technology they used, the alcohol Salim could provide, and the frankly mind-blowing sex they frequently engaged in. His mother was beyond furious - fraternising with someone who would probably be dead in 40 years, and then what would he do? Mourn for the rest of his life (probably)? Couldn’t he have picked a nice Kraken to fall in love with?

Absolutely the fuck not. He knew a few of those deep sea fuckers and they were all weird snobs. Jason preferred getting shit-faced with his hot human boyfriend and then eating Salim out until the man couldn’t even stand. Which is what he was waiting to do when another aquatic abomination swam into his vision. He didn’t know this fish, but he’d seen it around. A great big manta ray looking thing, with too many teeth where it didn’t seem physically possible for teeth to be - but what the fuck was it doing around here?

Jason’s question was answered quickly enough when, without warning and moving faster than something its size should have been capable of, the monster ray attacked Salim’s science boat. Jason’s body froze for an instant and then he was darting forward, his powerful tail cutting through the water like a bullet from a gun. He wasn’t about to let whatever this fuckin’ thing was kill his human, size be damned he was going to hand its ass to it, and he couldn’t even see an ass.

Suddenly the ocean was disturbed over to Jason’s left as a weight hit the water. At first he couldn’t see what it was, but it seemed that the monster ray didn’t care - all it could see was potential food and it dove for the falling shape. The bubbles cleared and both of Jason’s hearts stopped - Salim! Salim had fallen off the boat. Jason jackknifed through the water, changing direction in an instant. The thing was on Salim but the man was strong, he had a hooked knife and was going at his attacker for dear life. But his attacker was fuckin’ huge; dwarfing Salim, its long thin tail rising up to wrap around his frantically struggling body. 

‘It’s going to fuckin’ drown him!’ Jason’s brain screamed at him as he launched himself forward, latching onto the rubbery skin of the monster ray and sinking in his teeth and claws. It was as if he’d done nothing at all - the thing didn’t respond and Salim was jerking in its grip spasmodically, running out of air. Panicking, and without a thought to whether or not the creature was poisonous, Jason sank his teeth in again, this time aiming for the softer underbelly, and releasing a deadly injection of venom. 

The water stilled, and Jason wasted no time in chewing Salim free and hauling ass to the surface - he probably should have checked over his shoulder but getting the human some air was priority number one. They broke the surface in a shock of cold water, to the frightened yells of Salim’s crew mates. Jason didn’t bother to explain - if they thought he was big enough to do that much damage to a fuckin’ boat, they didn’t deserve to be scientists. 

He dragged Salim onto the deck and slammed a fist against the man’s chest. Salim sat bolt upright and vomited sea water all over himself and Jason. Jason just casually rubbed him on the back - it was not like he’d never been wet before. After long moments in which Salim got his breath back and the other, less active participants retreated from Jason’s imposing form, Salim turned to him.

“You OK?” “Not really.” “That’s fair.” “You’re uh… you’re venomous, then…?” “Yeah. But don’t worry, hotshot, I won’t use it on you.” Salim responded by nodding sagely, and then passing out.

#hoathemeweek #venomousthursday31st #jalim #salim othman #Jason kolchek #salim x jason #Jason x salim #monster boyfriend #fanctiction #(also I dunno if it’s obvious or not that the monster was Jason’s dad lol)

[angelictrl]

hihi wifey, im feeling kinda anxious/sad in general so can i request just have satan + asmo being jealous tysm ❤️❤️❤️

JEALOUS SATAN & ASMO.

a/n ;; sorry that this is late and i apologize if this is sucky ! head’s been empty but i’m trying desperately not to get writer’s block </3 also, asmodeus’ part got longer than expected, oops.

cw ;; threats, insecurities, hurt-ish/comfort. satan is a moody baby and asmodeus appreciation/supremacy. not proof-read. that’s all, really, besides some cranky demons. 

# satan. ``

@ others making him jealous . . .

whoever has the audacity to go and make the literal avatar of wrath jealous definitely has a death wish. whether or not some random demon who was getting too touchy, flirting, or taking up your time and attention with or without knowing that you were his partner, he’d still get pissed. 

however, he has two reactions: either, 1. he storms up to them and puts them in their place/threatens them before pulling you away if he hasn’t destroyed something, or 2. he’s just on the verge ... sitting there, peeking over a book with a menacing aura as he glares at everyone like a cat, ready to claw someone in the corner. 

satan trusts you, so if he goes with the latter, he’ll be silently raging internally while he waits for you to tell them you have a boyfriend and decline their advances. if they continue to push you when you already told them no, that’s when blondie here will snap and go with reaction 1.

“oi, just what do you think you’re doing ? my s/o already said no, you pitiful creature(s). quit gawking at them before i forcefully make you. understand?”

@ brothers making him jealous . . .

on the other hand, if it’s one of his brothers hogging all of your attention, he gets more petty than anything, really. the threats are still there, though. and especially if it’s lucifer who’s stealing you away ... yikes, everyone in HoL will know his change in mood as he’s been on lucifer’s ass more than usual with his pranks and curses.

satan will be visibly annoyed and give each and every one of you the cold shoulder by locking himself in his room more often than not (leviathan the hermit, who ?) to get lost in his books until he gets reassurance and affection from you.

he’s not really insecure, but more lost and confused than anything. he’s the brother that’s pretty much the odd one out, though none of them treat him differently, and he’s always had an issue with feeling enmeshed to lucifer. 

even when he knows he’s his own person, he was created from a quite literal ungodly amount of rage and wrath. it’s all he’s known before you came along into his life. so surely ... you’ll excuse him for looking like a kicked puppy as he tries to sort through these new feelings, right ? 

right, because you’re already there holding his hand in reassurance. that same rough hand that’s tortured and destroyed so many things is being held by someone so fragile ... someone who’s looked death in the eye ... someone who makes him feel like he’s something more than just a monster. 

you truly were just like that main character in one of his books ... you were the beauty to his beast. or, properly phrased, you brought out the beauty in his beast. 

# asmodeus. ``

@ others making him jealous . . .

‘oh, honey, you look like rumpelstiltskin, yet you still think you can compare to me ?‘ pretty much his thought process right there.

no but really, asmo may be sweet and the most gentle out of the brothers right next to beel, but he’s still an avatar of a sin. there’s no doubt that the lot of demons there in the devildom would be intimidated by asmodeus in the competition for your love - and honestly, who could blame them ?

most of them who don’t live under a rock would already know that you two are in a relationship with how much asmo posts about you, so it would take some serious devotion from any demon who dares to have the gall to compete with him - whether or not they view you as a fling - and asmodeus will not hesitate to get petty. 

you’re going to need to reassure your demon boyfriend here that you only have eyes for him before he exposes the second half of deep, dark secrets this other person/people have on the internet ^^;;

@ brothers making him jealous . . .

he’d still think of himself as somewhat superior and cuter, but he’d tone things down. he wouldn’t ruin his brothers’ lives like how he would be willing to do so with strangers.

regardless of whether or not it’s a stranger, friend, or brother of his, in the end, asmo will be extra touchy and will spoil you with more spa dates and trips to majolish than usual. this is mostly because he doesn’t want you to notice his recent gloomy change in mood as he’s stuck on the thought of ‘what if’ had you really left him for someone else. 

those intrusive thoughts just keep on swarming through his head ... so what better than to try to get back into routine with daily life ? he just hopes you haven’t taken notice, but unfortunately for him, you have. 

you’ve noticed his slightly disheveled hair and outfit along with the mountain of clothes and makeup piling up in his room and his vanity. plus, let’s not begin to even mention the excessive amount of concealer he’s been wasting to try and hide his eyebags.

things finally begin to progress in the communication area when you sit him down and confront him one night while everyone’s asleep. though, getting him to work through the root of his charismatic-party-animal mask proves to be quite difficult.

“dear, it’s adorable how you care so much for me, but you’re really going to get wrinkles this way. here, come a little closer and let me do your skincare first, then we’ll chat ... c’mon ~ i said closer, hon. i don’t bite ... well, unless you want me to ~”

“asmo, baby ...” you cut him off for the nth time that night as he tried to change the subject again, watching the demon with champagne-colored hair who flung himself at you again glance at you with his cheeky smile faltering for a split second before he quickly regained his composure, but it wasn’t anything that you couldn’t catch onto. “please, stop changing the topic. i’ve come to talk to you ... the real you. no spontaneous activities, no makeovers, just you.”

asmodeus’ face paled ever so slightly and his eye twitched as he thought of playing dumb, but you were just so sincere. he couldn’t even manage out a ‘whatever do you mean ?’ before laughing in disbelief while turning the other way. “this - this is the real ..... the real ... me ... i have no clue what you’re talking about ...” he choked out while tears glossed over his eyes, his back turned to you. 

in his theatrics and dramatic antics, he’d fake cry occasionally, but to truly feel such strong, negative emotions especially towards himself as he cried ... it was ugly. he was ugly. and now, surely if you saw his face, you’d leave him too. for he was such a shallow, ugly, good-for-nothing demon. no matter how much he polished his attitude to be sassy and charismatic or tried on the latest trending outfits and makeup, there was always this feeling of emptiness left in him. not like the black hole everyone called beel’s stomach, but this void left in his heart, this hurting in his chest that wouldn’t go away when the afterglow of each party and hookup arrived, this longing for warmth - not even just physically - for someone to hold him like he did for his brothers on their lonesome nights when they remembered the past.

the avatar of lust was knocked out of his thoughts by a pained noise, confusion written on his face before he realized it was himself. he was sobbing into your chest as you held him close, your fingers delicately carding through his tousled hair. ugly. he thought each sorrowful noise that came out of him was ugly, and he couldn’t help but chant sorry’s your way through tears. he didn’t know when you had came closer once more to hold him, but he buried his face into your shirt and finally let loose the flood of his emotions clinging desperately to you.

“p-please ... don’t go away too, s/o. you’re the true jewel of the devildom, my dear. you’re so much more beautiful than i’ll ever be ... and i ... i don’t mean that just by l-looks ... please ... i love you so much ...”

obey me masterlist.

#(๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ ritsuki’s requests. #this was so shitty im so sorry #obey me! satan #om satan #omswd satan #obey me satan #satan x mc #satan x reader #obey me! asmodeus #om asmodeus #omswd asmo #obey me asmodeus #asmodeus x reader #asmodeus x mc #asmo x reader #obey me x reader #obey me x gender neutral reader #obey me x y/n #obey me x s/o #obey me x mc #obey me x you #obey me angst #obey me comfort #obey me drabble #obey me shall we date #obey me hcs #obey me headcanons #obey me imagines #obey me scenarios #obey me fanfic

[pazii]

Hello ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ ( just found ur blog and i love it-) andd saw ur reqs are open (͡°‿ ͡°) soo,, can i request- kaeya diluc childe and albedo w/ a male reader with huge white wings (⇀‸↼‶) (reader has good control over them and strong ¿)(and- and maybe reader is a little protective??) pls fluff pls- (◕ᴗ◕✿)

Ahh thank you!! I’m glad you like my blog! That also sounds very cute!

Pairings: Childe/Diluc/Albedo/Kaeya x Male!Reader (separate)

warning(s): Fluff , not proofread

summary: How the Genshin boys react to their boyfriend having big white wings

Childe

I'm sure he has seen a lot of unnatural things during his time as a harbinger

He would be very curious in what you are capable of doing

The first thing he tried is to touch your wings

Little did he knew you were sensitive and protective of your precious wings

“Pleasseee let me touch them :(”

“No.”

You were scared he was going to pull them

When you eventually do let him touch then though

He was very gentle and told you how soft they were

He always compliments you about them

He will also ask you a million questions

“How far up can you fly? How fast? How do you feel when flying? How hard do you think it'll hurt when you hit someone mid flight? ”

You'll get overwhelmed

poor man was just curious </3

He would ask you to carry him high up so he can plunge down on some monsters

He can and will show you off because he thinks you and your wings are just the best things this world has to offer

His fellow harbingers are very annoyed at him

I believe in cuddler Childe supremacy.

He loves cuddling your wings just because they're really soft and warm :)

He will write about you in his letters back home

makes his family kinda confused yet very curious

Teucer calls you “Mr bird man”

he is precious - just like his older brother :)

Childe teased you about the nickname his brother gave you sooo

You made Teucer call him “Mr orange man”

He gives you the nicknames “angel” and “dove”

He makes me feel all types of ways Jesus

Diluc

Nothing in this world surprises him anymore

He of course loves your wings as much as he loves you

You think you're protective of them? Ha. Make way for Mr too overprotective over here-

He is actually more protective over your wings than you are yourself

He's scared of hurting you and scared of other things and people hunting you

If anyone tries to touch them especially Kaeya he WILL slap their hand away

You tell him it's ok and your wings will be fine but he insists

He helps you get in and out of doors (only during the earlier days of your relationship with him- he calms down after a while)

He told you that you can't sleep with him since he's scared he'll hurt you in his sleep 😭

That does it for you

You decided to show him how strong your wings actually are

You carried him as you flew about Mondstadt one day and showed him how well you could control them

After that he's a bit more convinced and a little bit less protective

He just sees you and your wings as someone really precious and special so he wants to protect you both at all costs

Albedo

“Mmm...interesting.”

Yeah...he's very interested and curious

Asks you to do a lot of tests for him

Another one that asks you a lot of questions, most of them are filled with words you don't even understand

He finds them really pretty

Also kinda protective of them but not Diluc level

He tells you if your wings ever feel not normal to contact him right away

Albedo will be able to find out what type of wings you have which you didn't even know..(or you knew then ignore that part about not knowing)

Then tell you a lot of science facts about your wings

Sucrose is also very invested in your wings...she loves doing research on them

Kaeya

*insert him flirting with you about your wings, I do not know how to flirt*

VERY CHEESEY

“Am I dead, Angel-face? Because those wings are heavenly!” ( I literally just searched this on Google)

and yes he calls you angel-face

Again, will also show you off to other people

Something like “I don't see your s/o having wings~” “I'm the luckiest man alive to be with him(you)” attitude

Stop him before he embarrasses himself

Loves it when you carry him while flying

Will beg you to carry him just for fun

Brings you to the tavern then he will proceeds to annoy Diluc by rambling and rambling on about you just because he loves you so much

#genshin headcanons #genshin impact #genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #Childe #Diluc #Kaeya #Albedo #genshin childe #genshin diluc #genshin kaeya #genshin albedo #genshin impact childe #genshin impact diluc #genshin impact albedo #genshin impact kaeya #childe x reader #genshin impact tartagalia #Tartaglia x reader #diluc x reader #kaeya x reader #albedo x reader #x reader #reader insert #request #request open

[chasingfictions]

Hiiii I'm wondering have you watched/should I watch Angel? I've heard the characterizations aren't that consistent with what they are in BTVS and I'm not sure I will cope with conflicting characterizations especially of Spike and Cordy (I think they are in it a lot right?) 😭 (Also I'm not a huge fan of Angel himself but he's had his moments) Is it worth watching the series?

hi anon hello i love this question!! love to talk about my complicated feelings about ats my beloathed / beloved :)) this is going to be Long fyi, and not Actively Spoilery but with some spoilers of like, The Vibes lol. obv these are just my opinions and other people's mileage will vary!

i've seen ats all the way through like, 2-4 times i think? and scattered episodes throughout a bunch more times than that. and you'd think if ive seen a show that many times i'd think it's good but actually every watch i like it even less lol? which is maybe something to do with watching it for the first time at 13, and my media tastes shifting a lot since then.

that said! i do think it's worth watching. for one thing it's really nice to just have like, More Buffyverse. like by virtue of btvs being only in one small town you get a smaller view of like, what this full world is like? but ats being in a city, there's just a lot more magical scope? and im really such a sucker for urban fantasy. demon law firm! demon karaoke bar! i saw someone say once that clem on btvs isn't that good of a character bc he's just the same joke as every demon on ats (scary monster who is Just Some Guy) but honestly a) clem supremacy and b) that is one of the things i love about ats is everyone is Just Some Guy. i think that's hot. like why are we trying to pit two queens against each other. everyone's valid here

and like! ats is sometimes one of the best shows i've ever seen. there are ats episodes that make me cry to this day and ats lines and characters that will stick with me forever. and THEN there are moments of ats where it's just like... middling?? like it's fine just sort of a generic fantasy show. and THEN there are moments of ats where it is literally one of the worst things i have ever seen on television :)))))))

like obviously i'm so deeply transfixed by btvs and have been for the past 11 years and will be forever. because genuinely i think btvs is one of the greatest shows ever made, and genuinely it has no bad episodes. and ats is ... not that. ats feels kind of like tiktok, where they give you one really good video every couple of scrolls to keep you invested so you can muck through all of the slog ?

to the angel as a character of it all, there are points on ats where i really love what they do with him. like, they give him a lot more depth and lightness and complexity and like, just all the things he can be when he's allowed to be a person and not just a brooding boyfriend. and like there are points where ats really did make a Liam of Galway Enjoyer out of me. like, to me ats is strongest when it's exploring the found family dynamics of the cast, and when it's exploring angel's backstory and specifically his relationship with and history with darla, and i think, tellingly, those are also the moments when angel as a character feels most interesting to me?

to the characterization note, yeah :)) it's like that :)) i heard someone say that btvs characters who cross over to ats feel like they're written in a different font? which i think is true. and in some places that really works? for cordelia i think it really works (until it Really Does Not). but like cordy's character arc roughly s1-s3 is my absolute beloved. for other people like spike it's ...... i have Extensive Feelings on ats!spike and it does feel like they dont really get the Essence of him? like he's still a delight to watch and james is still amazing, but to my personal taste, it doesn't feel like Him. i also think faith is another character who has a strong ats crossover arc. like i don't think they always do her full justice, but that's more like the verse's problem as a whole with making faith cartoonishly evil. but to me she's the btvs character who feels the most like her, you know? also i will say i think wesley is the strongest crossover character with the a really striking full series arc. like they Understand Wesley.

that said i think the reason they can Understand Wesley is that ats is at its core a boy's club???? ats hates women!! is the gist!! like it doesn't always hate women but when it hates women it really hates women you know????? and that comes up in the treatment of cordy absolutely, and also in the treatment of literally every other woman character. which is ALSO i think the key reason that ats flops for me where btvs succeeds?

which is like, at its core I really read btvs as a narrative about queer womanhood, among other things. whereas ats is like, only sometimes incidentally about being gay? and only sometimes barely about women?

you may be asking yourself why i have seen ats so many times and think about it so much if i dislike it so much and truly like...i think i love the show ats could be. i love its potential! i love its side characters so much! i love the world it's set in! i love those moments when you're watching it and you're like oh Fuck. oh fuck this is a fucking SHOW, huh? like ats is my toxic boyfriend and i said I Can Fix You --—

(to which end i am trying to fix it, i am writing an au series that, as of the next installment, is basically turning into A Rewrite of AtS if AtS Didn't Hate Women. like it started out as answering the question of "what if faith joined the ats cast?" and is still at its core a Series About Faith but also my drafts for upcoming installments are just me grabbing all of the women characters and putting them in a basket and sending them down the river nile like moses so they can have a better future)

tl;dr: i do recommend watching ats, but like, watch it with no expectations. when it's good it's great, and when it's bad it's truly awful, and my ats watches have been most enjoyable when im willing to accept those two things coexisting. dsjfkdsfsdf watching ats is really like, god give me the strength to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference

#ask #long post. #ats #ADDING IN TAGS BC I FORGOT TO SAY THAT YOU SHOULD ALSO WATCH ATS SO YOU CAN READ THE ANGEL AND FAITH DARK HORSE COMICS #I AM FOREVER A BUFFYVERSE DARK HORSE COMICS APOLOGIST #AND ANGEL AND FAITH SEASON 9 IS TRULY WHEN IT BECOMES WHAT IT WAS ALWAYS MEANT TO BECOME #thank u :)

[badsext]

Trespassing on a Private Beach in October: Klaus Hargreeves x Dave Katz

Author’s Note: There are no real warnings to speak of in this one.  It is a bit romantic, but PG. It’ just a creepy little fic in time for Halloween

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The sky is clear and the moon is full.  Two young men force their way through an opening in a chain link fence, made larger by the stronger of the two.  Their path is peppered with ‘no trespassing’ signs, but the dark haired one insists it will be worth it.  When they reach the shoreline, the blond haired one takes the blanket he’s got slung over his shoulder and spreads it out on the sand.  They lay down beside each other, looking up at the stars and listening to the soft waves lapping against the shore.

“So, tell me, Klaus. What is so special about this place?”  Remind me why I am committing a crime here.”

“What crime?”

“Trespassing.”

“Pffft,” Klaus dismisses the idea with a wave of his hand. 

 “They say it’s cursed,” he gestures towards the water, smiling excitedly. 

“What, the Pacific Ocean?,” he laughs.  “Why are you always looking for trouble?”

Klaus giggles, his silhouette bathed in moonlight.  “Come on, Dave, I thought it would be romantic, like a scary movie vibe.  Wanna make out?”  His fingers travel spider-like up his boyfriend’s chest.    

“What was that?”  

They hear a rustling in the brush behind them.  They both turn around on their stomachs to see what is going on without attracting too much attention.  A light flickers through the trees, then another, and another, until there are dozens.  The flickering lights spread into a line.  They hear voices speaking a strange language, the words forming a chant. Cloaked figures emerge from the forest holding candles, a chorus repeating their chilling refrain. 

“What the hell is this?”  Dave looks ready for fight or flight, but Klaus is stolid, looking like he’s bitten off more than he can chew. “Is it a cult or something?”

The chanters come forward in a staggered line.  As they draw near Dave tries to gather Klaus and get him out of there, but Klaus is still kneeling on the blanket in a state of contemplation.  As they get even closer, Dave gives up the negotiations and lifts Klaus over his shoulder as if to carry him away from trouble.  The hooded figures are now close enough to see their faces, but they brush right past the young couple, ignoring them, charging a path straight to the water.

Dave puts Klaus down once he realizes that these people pose no immediate threat. They look at the robed occultists with plain curiosity.  Then Klaus turns to Dave.  “Well, that was weird.  Maybe we should go home.”  But as they shake the sand off their blanket and turn to go, great big streaks of lightning shoot across the sky in all directions and the ground begins to rumble. Having moved to California several months ago, they knew they’d experience an earthquake sooner or later.  This one just seemed...personal?

“Wait, I think I read about this,” Dave says with some trepidation.

“You read...about this?”

“Yeah, this old science fiction author.  I forgot all about him because he was a horrible racist, eugenics, white supremacy, the whole nine.  Real nasty fella.”  

Klaus cringes. “Yeah.” Dave wrinkles his nose in disgust. ”He wrote about a monster, an old god who sleeps at the bottom of the ocean.  He wakes up, bringing about the end of the world.  Anyone who looks at him goes insane.  I think these folks might be trying to uh...wake him up.”

“Oh god, not again.”  Klaus exhales, pinching the bridge of his nose.  “I can’t handle another apocalypse right now.”  The rumblings start getting more violent. They cling to each other to keep from falling. One look at the fear in Dave’s eyes and Klaus resolves to do something heroic.  “Okay, what does this thing look like?”

“He’s as tall as a skyscraper with wings and claws and tentacles.”

“Tentacles?  I think I know someone who can help.”

“Really?”  Dave looks back at him incredulously.

Ben’s ghost materializes, looking none too pleased.  “Klaus, I thought we talked about this.  I’m not going to be a third wheel anymore.”

“Turn around.”

The sea churns violently.  Sea spray pelts the shore like a heavy squall.  A deafening roar that is both deep and shrill like a siren blares. Several green tentacles breach the surface, curling and swaying wildly.

“So, are we gonna do this?”  Klaus stands ready for Ben to possess him.

“Yeah, why not, I’m not getting any deader.”

Ben leaps into his brother.  Klaus, still not used to the feeling of possession, staggers back and clutches both sides of his head.  Dave, not sure what to make of all this, takes the Ben and Klaus combo by both arms.  “Are you alright?” 

Klaus takes control for a moment and kisses Dave. “Remember those super powers I mentioned?  Well, Davey, it’s time for me to use them!  You’d better stand back, and close your eyes.  You don’t want to go insane.”

“What about you?”

“Too late,” he smiles with eyes crossed, trying to make light of the danger he is about to face.

Dave reluctantly obeys.  Ben faces the monster as it bursts out of the sea.  Its eyes are red flames glowing from deep within it's great bulbous head.  An angry swarm of tentacles surround what must be the creature’s mouth. Its body is vaguely humanoid, but with bat-like wings sprouting from its shoulders and raptor-like claws for hands.  

Ben’s own tentacled horror bursts from his abdomen. Upon seeing his display, the monster snatches him up in his great claw and lets out a mighty bellow.  Ben’s monster responds in kind. The larger one draws them closer as if sizing them up.  Ben and Klaus prepare to be eaten, when they are suddenly pulled down into the water.  Tentacles rise and fall until the surface lies still once again.  What Klaus and Ben soon discover, is that these monsters are not rivals, but star crossed lovers from opposite dimensions.  

Dave, no longer able to shield his eyes, stares out over the ocean.  He screams, wondering what has become of Klaus.  He falls to his knees praying to whatever god will listen.  A moment later Klaus comes springing out of the water, landing in a spray of sand on the beach in front of Dave. He is covered in a thick gooey substance. 

Dave reaches for him, crying grateful tears.  

“Thank god, you’re alive! What happened?”

“I have seen things tonight...that no human should see.”

“Come on soldier, let’s get you home, get you cleaned up, and get something to eat.  I could really go for some calamari.”

“Was that a joke, Katz?...I tell the jokes around here.” 

“Yes, sir!”  Dave sheepishly grins. 

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ANY WAY THE WIND BLOWS: Simon Snow trilogy wrapped! (review)

Hi, there! It took me a while to finish this post, as I could talk about it for... a long time (not necessarily a good thing), but I got it! I like praise, so if anyone wants to tell me I did a good job... Also, I might edit this post later on. I don’t remember anything else I’d like to add, but I wouldn’t be surprised if I did after posting. My brain does not obey me. Anyways, off to it! By the way, I won’t give this book a real rating.

While this is a review on Any Way the Wind Blows, I intend on analysing some points of the overall series too. The book starts where Wayward Son left off, the end of the road trip, Simon and Baz having problems in their relationship, Penelope helping Shepard with his curse... and the whole situation of the NowNext vampires. Rainbow Rowell only seems to remember the first part. That leaves us with the second book of the series ignored almost completely, with the exception of Simon and Baz’s feelings as well as Shepard’s existence.

Don’t get me wrong, aspects of the book are mentioned, but never in a truly important way. Lamb, the Vampire King, is mentioned by Simon, but only focusing on his and Baz’s relationship, never about the fact that there are a bunch of vampires (supposedly ‘evil’) in the U.S. but I guess what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, right? I could count on one hand the times the NowNext vampires were mentioned (like, literally, this isn’t an exaggeration, I looked up ‘NowNext’ on the e-book and only got five results), all of them either being one of them considering telling someone else about it, then not following through with it, or dismissing it as a concern for Lamb. Which makes the plot of Wayward Son completely useless for the trilogy. Now, that wouldn’t matter as much if everything else had been properly developed, but we definitely can’t say that.

We are introduced to a brand new, poorly developed villain, Smith-Smith Richards, whose character arc is as ridiculous as his name. He’s one of the fake Chosen Ones that started appearing after the events of Carry On (and the only one to be mentioned and/or defeated, for that matter). It becomes clear that presenting as Simon Snow-ish is part of his brand, especially when Baz describes him as looking like the Netflix adaptation version of Simon, and that he was raised and guided by his uncle, who’s just... there. I don’t think it would’ve been hard to make him manipulating Smith-Smith into believing he’s the prophetic savior of the Magickal World, which would not only make both of their characters more interesting, but it could also serve as a parallel of Simon’s relationship with the Mage. Richards also has some special powers such as increasing a mage’s magic for a limited amount of time, but taking it away afterwards, as well as making someone immune from spells. It’s worth saying those aren’t skills that are usual in the Magickal World, or else there wouldn’t be so much confusion and shock from people (specially Baz and Penny, who would definitely have heard of something like this before), but we get no explanation on why or how Richard has them.

Then, we have the Salisbury’s. We, as readers, already know Lucy and Davy are Simon’s parents, making Ruth his grandmother. It’s noticeable that Rowell builds up to that discovery, by making Simon get along with Ruth instantly, him thinking about Lucy a lot etc. It makes us excited to read the part where they actually figure it out, to know how Simon would deal with that, him dealing with the fact that he’s the Mage’s son and the fact that, technically, he killed his father. I suppose that’s the point, but actually getting to that part was incredibly underwhelming. The way they discovered about Simon—being able to lift a family sword—hadn’t been mentioned or hinted at before. One would’ve expected Simon, who’s particularly interested in swords as it’s mentioned many times throughout the series, to notice a freaking Excalibur at the Salisbury’s place before. 

And speaking of noticing things: when it’s finally revealed that Simon is Lucy’s son and the Mage’s heir, Baz pointed out the uncanny similarities between his boyfriend and the deceased Watford principal. “Those narrow eyes. That tilt of his head. I thought... I thought he’d learned it. Was imitating it.” + “Merlin, Simon, you even look like him.”  (Any Way the Wind Blows, chapter 86) Simon was the Mage’s protégé for years and I assume the Magickal authorities knew that he was the one to inherit all of his money and personal belongings, but no one, in the whole British Magickal community, thought about them being related? I refuse to believe there were no conspiracy theorist teachers at Watford or that Mitali or even the Pitch’s alongside everyone who was against the Mage didn’t at least check to know if there was something behind those characteristics. Baz literally said (chapter 88), “I think it’s undeniable. I’d cast ‘Flesh and blood’ on them, but it would bounce right off of Snow (...)”, so there is a spell for that. Plus, we didn’t even have one whole chapter of Simon dealing with this information! The chapters (no more than five, out of ninety-one) were divided between Simon, Baz and Lady Ruth’s POVs. He’s the main character, so one would think he’d get more development.

Another point that felt rushed was the romance. While Simon and Baz’s relationship wasn’t, as it’s been a topic Rowell has explored for three books (we’re not counting Fangirl here, as their ‘participation’ on it was minor and their personalities weren’t as consistent as in the trilogy. Not that it is that consistent there), the others just felt like she wanted everyone to finish the trilogy with a pair. I’ll start with Shepard and Penny. There were fans who liked them together before Any Way the Wind Blows, but it wasn’t hinted at—it was more like a fandom thing. I personally like them as a couple, but it could have had development and, maybe, foreshadowing in Wayward Son. I mean, they did fight monsters during a huge part of a road trip together.

The next one I’ll talk about is Agatha and Niamh. I love them, don’t get me wrong. Actually, it’s precisely because I love them that I wish they’d gotten a better treatment. Niamh wasn’t introduced before Any Way the Wind Blows. I get why she wasn’t introduced in Carry On—it was interesting to see a character who wasn’t caught up in Simon and Baz’s drama during the school years—but a hint of her existence could’ve been left in Wayward Son. Agatha is an important character on it, and a mention of her father training an aspiring veterinary could’ve fit somewhere, as a hint, maybe. (Also, Lucy, the dog, being absolutely forgotten during this book when a lot of Agatha’s time is spent in a veterinary clinic...) Besides, we could get the vibes from them, but after they kissed, there was barely any content. We didn’t get them calling each other ‘girlfriend’ (or if they even like that label at this point), or the aftermath of the kiss, or a POV from Niamh. Or Niamh appearing the epilogue? If Agatha was taking care of the goats, I’m sure Niamh would have a part in that too. Still on Agatha’s character, but not on Niamh’s, it felt like Rainbow Rowell was setting up for aromantic and asexual Agatha, specially because of this quote: “It was like she'd pulled the feeling right out of my heart. I could have kissed her. (I still wish sometimes that I wanted to.) (That would feel like an answer to... the question of me. Then I could say, 'Oh, thats who I am. That's why I've been so confused.')” (Wayward Son, chapter 4).

And I was leaving the best (I need to be sure everyone knows I mean this sarcastically) of the romance topic for the end: Fiona and Nicodemus. It’s just... so forced and undeveloped. Not even because, to me, they’re both gay as hell. There was just... such a lack of development! I don’t think we had any interaction between the both of them before Any Way the Wind Blows. There was no foreshadowing or why would Fiona, a vampire hunter from a family of vampire hunters, would marry... a vampire! I’d already find it weird to see fanfiction of them as a crackship, but it’s canon?! Like, canon as in they’re going to get married and use Fiona and Natasha’s mother’s ring? Seriously, nothing will take from me that this is a lavender marriage (as I’ve already discussed with my best friend, which inspired this post of theirs.)

I’d also like to speak about a topic that’d been hinted throughout the series, especially post-Carry On, which is the criticism towards the Magickal Community in the U.K.. That criticism is very much embodied in Shepard’s character. It’s explicitly said that the British mages have some kind of supremacy towards other supernatural beings, such as vampires for example, gatekeeping literal magic. Up until relatively recently, mages with weak links with magic couldn’t attend Watford (and that’s a major plot point in the final book) and there’s a denial towards any other kind of magic except the ones that are part of their craft. Even within the Magickal community itself, there are more important families that are more likely to succeed, like Natasha receiving criticism for marrying Malcolm, as a Pitch. It felt pointless not to tackle the issues you’ve set up yourself in your own universe. Penelope has very strict morals related to magickal law and beliefs, something that she could’ve deconstructed, especially considering Shepard, her love interest, symbolises that. Another point related to that is, the trilogy is very clearly heavily inspired by Harry Potter, where many of those points are very clear (e.g. wizard supremacy in relation to other species, such as werewolves and domestic elves and the status quo that makes some traditionally magical families more influential than others, like the Malfoy’s vs. the Weasley’s), so it’s not an easily forgettable concept.

The series also had a lot of inconsistencies. The one I’ve seen talked about more often is Simon and Agatha’s... intimacy status, let’s call it that. Simon’s whole thing in the first book was that he struggled controlling his magic when experiencing intense emotions, which makes it hard to believe that he managed to have sex withount an... accident. Besides that, though, there’s this quote, “She (...) presses a kiss into my temple. No one has ever kissed me there. No one has ever kissed me anywhere but on my mouth” (Carry On, Chapter 27), but in Any Way the Wind Blows, when Simon’s about to have his wings cut, Agatha says, “It’s a strange feeling to look at someone’s chest and know it’s nothing to do with you anymore, but still to remember kissing every inch.” (Chapter 14)

So, we have established that Rainbow Rowell’s work, both character and plot driven, is flawed. “But we got the characters interacting for the closure of the series, at least!” Well... we got interactions between the canon romantic relationships, yeah. But besides that, we didn’t get much. There were no interactions between Agatha and Penny, or Shepard with Simon and Baz. Or Penny and her mother figuring stuff out. Or literally anyone with a therapist. And not gonna lie, the interaction we got between Baz and Dev was underwhelming, to say the least. Niall is nowhere to be seen, too.

Rainbow Rowell’s writing is beautiful: she writes poetic lines that make the book seem perfect at first glance, if you don’t think about it for too long. Her words are very shiny, but once you get use to that light and see what’s behind them, what’s between one shiny quote and another, it has so many flaws and plot holes that it reads like a first draft. There are many concepts in there that are genuinely good: the rest of the trilogy focused on the protagonist dealing with the trauma of being a child soldier instead of being entirely an adventure, Simon being unlabelled, a fake Chosen One that gives mages fake hope... Those are all good ideas, but so poorly explored that, despite being an entire book/trilogy, it still feels like a writing pitch or something among those lines.

I felt iffy about other things during my reading of the series, but they aren’t exactly plot points, so I’ll just list them below:

Mitali, Penny’s mom, including ‘discovering your bisexuality’ as a mid-life crisis thing 

As I’ve seen people talking about biphobia/bi erasure in the books, I’ll be including this post that features both unlabelled and bisexual individuals talking about the topic (it isn’t my place, as a lesbian, to talk about this, that’s why I decided not to do so.)

Romanticising of Baz’s suicide (a.k.a. chapter 61) in the first book. If you’re not in a good place mentally, like I was when I first read Carry On, I hope you know that a kiss or romance doesn’t help any mental illness you or others might have. Don’t let anyone use your guilt to manipulate you. Paraphrasing Alice Oseman in their graphic novel Heartstopper, love can’t cure a mental illness.

Any Way the Wind Blows was... very horny. I can’t point out how this makes the book bad exactly, but it wasn’t something I enjoyed. One of Rainbow Rowell’s strongest skills is that her quotes, when loose, are good. They tend to be poetic and just beautiful, overall. But in the... explicit scenes, these skills were barely used, and I felt like I was reading NSFW tweets off of someone’s private account on Twitter. Besides, the first two books of the series weren’t written like that, so the change was very sudden.

The older people could’ve been more explored. Penelope and Mitali’s relationship and how similar the both of them are compared to each other, Daphne and Professor Bunce’s insecurities and why they believed in Smith-Smith, Fiona, Nico, and Ebb... Also, the Mage and Lucy. We could’ve had more on them, y’know. 

The pop culture references. They made the book read even more like Twitter’s feed. Honestly, if I wanted to read prompts and nice ship content alongside memes from Twitter with some horny thoughts sprinkled all around, I would’ve opened the Twitter app. Or Tumblr, Instagram, whatever.

The POV switching felt lazy to me at times. It’s nice to know how different characters are experiencing that situation, yes, but sometimes, like during the discovery that Simon is a Salisbury, it read as if Rowell wanted to create tension, but couldn’t think of any other way to do it except the switching around.

Narrative wise, I think Simon and Baz should’ve spent more time broken up. 

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Series y películas BL 2024

CAMBOYA

Eye contact (មើលបាន ហាមសម្លឹង) My Croissant (បេសដូង) The Bartender

CHINA

Blue time Couple or Not Guardian of the Lands Couple Or Not Liuyi Children’s Day Mou Mou My Family Won Lottery (B) ➨ The Spirealm [Febrero] S.C.I S2 Guardians of The Lands 垂涎Desire

COREA

About Desire Acting Lovers ➨ Actor:eal [Marzo] Aquaman Ambiguous Bermuda Triangle Bizarre Romance Blossom Campus Boys Be Brave [Abril] ➨ Jazz for two [Marzo] Blueming 2 Boarding house number 5 Business As Usual Choco Milk Shake (S2) Comfort The Boy Each Other’s Circumstances Eccentric Romance Eul's Love Fragile Gray currents ➨ Gray Shelter [Abril] Half a Kiss & Half a Spice ➨ Happy ending [Enero] Heesu In Class 2 I A Gangster Became A High Schooler I Love You I Kill You I wanna bite Kang Baek Ho Killing Stalking Kissable Lips (S2) Like ➨ Love for Love's Sake [Enero] Love in spring Love in the Big City ➨ Love Is Like A Cat [Abril] Love Is Puppy Like Love supremacy zone Love Weather Forecast Lying My Bias Is Showing?! No alcohol Ocean likes me Our song (P) ➨ Please Teach Me [Marzo] Skam Space Bakery Strongberry Tinted With You (P) Unintentional Love Story’s spin off Where Your Eyes Linger (P) Who Can Define Popularity? 태권도의저주를풀어줘

FILIPINAS

➨ Baka Pwade pa? [Enero] Cheat the series (S2) ➨ Kung Nag-Aatubili [Marzo] Love team (S2) Oh my Gee! Perfect Blend Sashes and Heart The Day I Loved You (S2) The Perfect Heartbreak

HONG KONG

Eyes on you

JAPÓN

A Man Who Defies the World of BL 3 [Abril] ➨ Although i love you and you? [Enero] ➨ At 2500 in Akasaka [Abril] Baban Baban Ban Ban Vampire (P) BL Drama no Shuen ni Narimashita: Crank Up Hen Bokura no Micro na Shuumatsu Boys love omegaverse (P) Can I Buy Your Love from a Vending Machine? Let's Eat Together, Aki and Haru 2 [Junio] ➨ Living with Him [Abril] ➨ Love is Better the Second Time Around [Marzo] ➨ My strawberry film [Febrero] ➨ Ossan's Love Returns (S3) [Enero] ➨ Ossan's Love Returns: Haruta to Maki no Shinkon Shoya (P) [Enero] ➨ Perfect Propose [Enero] Sensei no Otoriyose What She Likes

MYANMAR (Birmania)

➨ Healing Thingyan [Marzo] ➨ Khar Taw Mi (ခါတော်မီ)* (P) [Abril]

SINGAPUR

Boys desire spare money (P) Getaway Straight Best Friend

TAILANDIA

➨ 2 worlds [Marzo] 4 Minutes ➨ 1000 Years old [Febrero] A Secretly Love [Febrero] Adicted After sun down (P) [Enero] All this Allure of the Siren Art Adore En Bad Guy My Boss Battle of the writers (รักใต้บรรทัด) BBQ Boy Be my boyfriend 2 Beating Again Better sweet Big Dragon (P) Bittersweet Born To Be Y Boxe Ring Love Boy Never Smiles Buddy LineY Animal Caged Again Call My Name Checkout (P) ➨ City of stars [Enero] Cinderella boys ➨ Close Friend 3: Soju Bomb [Marzo] Dear Dopamine ➨ Deep Night [Marzo] Dubsangrawee (P) End Love Every U Eye contact Flirt Milk Four ever you project Future from me HBaYG the Series Heart by heart Heroin The Series Hidden moon High School Frenemy (B) Home school I feel you linger in the air (S2) I Saw You in My Dream Imado Jinja Series Intern In My Heart Jack & Joker [Abril] Jump Khemjira Must Survive Kidnap King Of Bar Host Kiseki In Tokyo Chapter 1 [Febrero] ➨ Kiseki In Tokyo Chapter 2 [Marzo] Knock Knock, Boys! ➨ Lady boy friend [Marzo] Let Me Be Yours (P) Likay Live in love Lost in the Woods Love at first sight Love Mer Man Love sea Love Puzzle Love sick 2024 [Julio] Love Syndrome: The Beginning Love Upon A Time Love You in Every Multiverse [Febrero] Lovely Addict Magic (มายากาล) Me and Who ➨ Memory in the Letter [Abril] Midnight fortune Monster Next Door My Broccoli My doctor My Engineer (S2) My furry love My Golden Blood My Love Mix-Up My lucky cat My Secret Love My single My Stand In [Abril] Mystique In The Mirror Nilundon OMG vanpire ➨ Only Boo [Marzo] Ossan's Love Thailand Our Love Destiny Partner In Crime Past Love In The Future Past to your voice Peaceful Property (B) Personal Manager Project S Punk spy Red Peafowl Rule No.1: Don't Be Too Emotional #อย่าขอพี่เจน SapanPhoon Season of the lost forest Second Chance (P) Shine Spirit Reborn Something In The Wind Spare Me Your Mercy Status Sunset Vibes ➨ To be continued [Febrero] The beginning of the journal The Boy Next World The First Step: Heart By Heart The hidden moon [Septiembre] The Hidden Night (P) The Middle Mans Love The moment of love The Next Prince ➨ The Outing [Febrero] The promise (S2) The Rebound ➨ The Star [Marzo] The theory The Trainee The Victory Academy The yearbook This Love Doesn't Have Long Beans ➨ Time [Enero] Tin is willing... Troublemaker True moon Universad Universe of love Wall of Dawn Wandee Wittaya Wandee Goodbay [Mayo] Watter boy: The splash - Who gonne be that boyy What The Nomg? What to be in your mind ➨ We are [Abril] When Hia Says He Doesn't Like Children Wish Me Luck Wuju Bakery Y destiny (S2) You're my favorite Your Dear Daddy ➨ Your Necktie is Crooked* (P) [Marzo] Your sky Zomvivor เดือนพราง ปรุงรักให้ลงล็อก

TAIWÁN

A Balloons Landing (P) First Note Of Love Impression: Youth Let’s Talk About Chu Light Meet You At The Blossom Pray The only one ➨ Unknown [Febrero]

VIETNAM

➨ Be you super star [Marzo] Melody in Me RIN Start Shining: The First Season Under The Oak Tree [Abril]

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*holds out my tiny paws to you* Bug. Bug give me Dreamnap headcanons pwease. Or Dreamnotnap.

DREAMNOTNAP YOU SAY???????

- DUMBASSES. They share one singular braincell and pass it around like a fucking hot potato. Three halves of a whole idiot. It is impossible to overstate how much dumbassery these three have.

- Dream and Sapnap were dating each other for a while before deciding that they'd confess their crushes on George to George as well. They were both really anxious abt George only choosing one or the other, but were very happily surprised when the oldest chose them both

- Sapnap's love language is touch, Dream's is gift-giving, and George's is verbal. Whenever Gogy says "I love you", you know he damn well means it. It knocks both his boyfriends off their feet every goddamn time

- Sapnap is the most openly affectionate, with Dream a close second. They're the gross PDA couple. George doesn't much like PDA, but when they're in private he absolutely lets loose

- While the three of them are very much stable and steady together, they have a somewhat open relationship, which is how the flings with other people can happen (I am but a poor multishipper okay this is the only way I can deal with it)

- Horny. All the time. It never stops. Why.

- Dream is extremely possessive, even when ur violently ignoring SMP canon. Sapnap and George are his, they're his hunters, his lovers, his friends. It was worse at first when he was more insecure in the relationship, but he's calmed down a bit.

- Sapnap with piercings supremacy babeyyyy

- Dream (when the universe has him as humanoid) has a series of huge, nasty scars on his face which is why he wears the full face mask. A chunk of his nose and lip are just gone, and he can't move the left side of his mouth as much as he can the right. The scars are from the claws of an Enderman, taken straight to the face when he was little. He and Sap had wandered too far from a village and got stuck out in the forest at night, and Dream pushed Sap out of the way of an Enderman's slash, being marred for life in the process.

- Sapnap also has scars from protecting Dream. A day or so after the run-in with the Enderman and Sapnap trying desparately to keep Dream alive, he got caught surrounded by mobs. The obvious answer was to set the whole damn forest on fire. It worked, and it worked well, and Sapnap didn't even realize that huge swathes of skin had been charred until he stumbled into a village and collapsed to the ground. He wears long sleeves and turtlenecks almost all the time to hide those burn scars, but they still peek out every now and then.

- Yes the burn scars are inspired by Sapnap's design in Escape the End, okay, can you blame me tho

- GEORGE WITH HETEROCHROMIA POG

- Dream uses an axe, Sapnap uses a sword, and George uses a bow. Together they are one hell of a party. Ride or die, y'know

- Remember how I said Dream was possessive? Yeah, all of them are, Dream's just the most obvious with it. They're very codependent and it's a little worrying

- I have way, WAY too many ideas for monster Dream that range from "looks pretty much human" to "a literal eldritch deity" and sometimes on both sides of the spectrum at once, and I'll never ever be able to choose one for certain. The only thing that remains constant is that Sapnap and George are monsterfuckers with good taste.

- oh my god all three of them as monsters hNNNNNNNNNNN

- Really, I have so many different ideas for these three that a ton of them are conflicting fhofj. There's just too much good stuff with DNN, man, okay? It's by far the best ship in the fandom and y'all know it

#dreamnotnap #dream team #bug answers shit #<= thats my new ask tag bc i think i need one now #i'll probably post more later when I can word a little better and aren't just flailing wildly #another hc that probably shouldnt be in the main is that dream fuckin lied. gogy aint a goddamn bottom #the most he gets is powerbottom #my man george dont take no shit