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toriangeli · 1 day
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2.03 thoughts and observations
And then a bunch of casual show-only fans came to Tumblr at the start of this season and got super confused when people freaked out about Armand mentioning blenders.
Armand saying Lestat got over his Magnus trauma super fast when really, Lestat just responds to trauma by getting really manic. I wonder if we'll revisit this scene in s3 and get Lestat's public meltdown, with Armand assuming this is just what he does every day.
"IN PUBLIC?" This is so fucking funny. And peak Armand, feigning this kind of innocence. In a weird way, he is quite innocent, but not in this way.
But can we blame Armand for a little wish fulfillment fantasy? He's had a shit life, let him have this.
Sam making Lestat cartoonish here is the perfect choice.
Raglan James sounding like he's on the American side of a Transatlantic accent. Already love Justin Kirk in this role.
Claudia ripped my guts out this episode. A week? A fucking week? Where the fuck was Lestat, if he knew it was happening? Have they just totally decided he stopped loving her/never loved her to begin with? That doesn't seem right. God, this child. Failed at every single turn. And her heartbroken looks every time she got hazed. And Louis just letting it happen. Both of them not knowing what's normal, so they assume this is normal.
Then again, Louis is vibrating with the knowledge he's on borrowed time. He doesn't want Claudia to run and be out in the middle of nowhere if he may not be there to protect her. Jacob has me vibrating, and I know Louis lives! Shit. He's so scared to die, but he knows he can't fight Armand.
They have to be setting up for Santiago to stage a "coup" and taking over the coven from Armand, which would serve to make Armand look all kinds of innocent in what happens to Claudia.
GOD I CANNOT WAIT FOR LOUIS TO KILL ALL THESE PEOPLE. It'll be so fucking cathartic.
I feel like I noted several Chekhov's Guns in this episode (apart from the scythe), but I'll have to rewatch to catch them all.
Louis. He almost killed you. You invited him inside your house. Asked him if he was going to kill you. And he didn't answer. What the fuck.
I gotta know who made Santiago.
Armand's birth name was Arun and he was from Delhi--which, in his time, would be the Delhi Sultanate, much more expansive than the modern Delhi province. This does not explain why Armand's prayer included Uzbek, but it's probably just there because they didn't cast Assad until well into filming, and they decided to change the character's origins a bit based on who they cast. As much as I'd have loved him to be Roma, it would have been crappy not to cast someone who was actually Roma. Noooo clue how he winds up getting trafficked in Venice in this version of events, but I'm still digging around, and AMC probably employs much more knowledgeable people than me to consult on history.
I'm calling it now: Armand is going to kill Rashid. He'll find out Rashid is a Talamasca spy and he'll kill him before the season is out. RIP Real Rashid.
God Jacob portraying Louis losing it is killing me.
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mazzyfawn · 22 hours
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im a multishipper. i ship buddie and bucktommy. but if im being honest one side is being incredibly more hateful and toxic than the other side. (aka the one thats been around longer) maybe i’ve taken off my rose-colored shipping glasses, but seeing ppl make hate posts abt tommy/lou gives me the ick. it makes me actually realize why oliver left twt. bitterness will get you nowhere. if buddie is meant to happen then it’ll happen. you cannot force it to happen. everything i’ve seen and read tells me buddie was more of a consideration pre-s5 than it is currently. and that fucking sucks but just because things aren’t going your way doesn’t mean you need to get on the internet and be a bully. it’s truly mind-boggling to see people so intense in their hate for a character that has righted his wrongs, who is now friends with the people he wronged, is well-liked among said characters and is now being a positive influence on buck’s newfound sexuality. their dynamic is also nothing new, pessimist/optimist ship dynamics have been around forever and it’s only a problem because it’s not eddie.
i would be happy for buddie to go canon as much as the next guy. getting buck canonically bisexual is mind-blowing enough in itself, i’m glad we’re witnessing it at all. if ryan doesn’t want to do buddie because he feels its important they stay friends then so be it. platonic friendships between a queer man and straight man are important, especially one that runs so deep like buck and eddie’s. sure, their friendship could be read as romantic throughout the show, but partly because oliver and ryan truly share a great chemistry on screen which helps lean into it but also because these shows are not written with an endgame in mind. 9-1-1 is very much a go with the flow show, and if bucktommy is where the show is flowing then that’s what is meant to be. invisible string theory isn’t because ppl think it was always planned from the beginning, it’s because it’s amazing how well buck and tommy becoming a couple comes together so perfectly out of pure coincidence.
we know buck was supposed to be made queer long ago. we also know maddie originally was brought in for eddie but was put with chimney instead. if tim minear hadn’t left after s4 i truly think buddie could have been already established by now, but unfortunately that isn’t how things work. perhaps the idea of tommy and eddie was pitched but ultimately ryan didn’t agree it would work for these character nor the story being told at the time. buck was already supposed to be queer, so turning it to tommy and buck instead makes total sense.
no one is saying you aren’t allowed to continue to ship buddie. most ships in the world are ships that have never gone canon. buddie is valid even if it’s non-canon. god knows i will continue to read and write for them and enjoy them whilst also enjoying buck and tommy together. the behavior i’ve been seeing though is just weird, especially from larger creators who i understand are very passionate for buddie, but it’s weird when you flip it into tommy/lou hate instead of just talking about buddie itself.
perhaps the theories will be true. we don’t know! maybe buck and tommy won’t last and buddie will be endgame. i’m happy either way because buck’s sexuality is so important for him and at the current state of the show eddie is absolutely not ready for anything romantic because he’s still grieving shannon to a point where he is not ready to move on romantically just yet and we’re literally shown this. even if buddie is happening, it is not happening by the season finale nor is it probably happening by the beginning of s8 considering the current storylines and where they’ll be at by the end of this season. lou probably isn’t going anywhere and from the looks of it, we’ll probably be bumped up into a semi-regular character in s8 like karen. he’s easy to write into the plot, he’s got connections to people and emergencies outside of buck that would integrate him well into the plot. their romance is supposed to be “romcom” esque, they’re taking things slow but they’re obviously happy together at the moment.
im just really tired of the nasty attitudes ive been seeing. sure theres are som toxic people on both sides, but to me its obvious which side is being the bigger bully. reality checks needs to be put in place for some people, go outside and realize you are getting way too worked up over a tv show where plotlines are out of your control. if the show is ruined for you over one relationship then stop watching it.
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campbenji · 19 hours
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*JWCT SPOILERS* very messy first thoughts
OH BOY here we go
-ben and darius's dynamic was epic. the hug. the roadtrip scenes. "is your friend okay?" "no 😊". ben getting darius out of his isolation cabin and darius grounding him in ep2. the parallels with s3ep7. "you kiss your mother with that mouth?" i'm gonna be thinking about that scene for days. their ship is still a swim to me but please they better keep whatever the fuck they have going on in s2 because it's fucking wonderful
-i love that they took the chance to give more light to duos we didn't see much in jwcc. teamups we didn't often see like ben and sammy, THE B-DUO, and darius and sammy got very special moments here
-the amount of pictures/videos from the six years in between??? the brooklynn flashbacks??? we were so well fed
-BRAND!!!!!! i got so happy when i heard him the first episode, he's clearly been checking on his brother and i'm glad he's ok
-bowman family FEAST. brand and darius talking over the phone. the pictures on the cabin. kenji saying he calls mrs. bowman once a week and all the nice things he said about her. the whole mess between kenji and darius. "we're brothers, right?" i died dead. i love this family your honor
-sammy. she's got so much going on and we desperately need to talk about it. i'm so worried about her, she's desperately trying to avoid confronting what happened with brooklynn, with yaz and her own trauma, and then they casually dropped on us that her family isn't speaking to her and never elaborated on that?? sammy, who's love and care for her family was her biggest motivation in jwcc?? i need to know what happened because it must've been big
-mateo!! i liked him a lot, he definitely doesn't want to get into any of this mess but still dabbles around a bit to help the kids, which i respect. also i hope we get to meet his daughter hiraya, she sounds really cool
-MS MICROBANGS (or the handler, or whatever name we're calling her). what is her deal. who is she working for. she's so uncanny, literally almost robotic i need to know more about her
-brookenji over i cheered. don't take this personally i've never been a fan of this ship and a part of me knew they weren't going to last long
-the animation increased in quality so much. the scene after ben, yaz and sammy get out of the sinking van is so well done it's so pretty to look at. and the t-rex with the explosion behind her? it reminds me so much of toro in the tunnels in s1ep8, and i haven't tested this out but i feel like if you put them one next to the other the improvement would be so noticeable.
-also related to the point above: that thing when a character's eyes start filling up with tears but they don't cry just yet? 10/10. chef's fucking kiss
-sure jwct has the same tv-y7 rating as jwcc, but from minute 1 it's obvious it's not the same audience they're talking to. it's not a big change in tone, like for example adventure time/distant lands/fionna and cake, but it's there, you can tell they know it's not little kids watching anymore
-BUMPY IS HAVING A BABY BUMPY IS A MOM NOW they had me shit scared for her and then they pulled a freaking egg my heart was literally pounding. anyways i hope they get both bumpy and the egg somewhere safe and that they name the new anky "speckles" (i've gotten so attached to that name in the last 24 hours it's insane)
-YASAMMY THE QUEENS THAT YOU ARE. their relationship was stellar this season, i was scared when i saw that they were apart but their issues felt organic to their relationship and i just love how they were written in the show, they are still so in love with each other and i can't wait to see where they go next season. they're everything to me
-yeah they were apart for half the season but. benji crumbs. the egg cradle scene. kenji helping ben after he got hit with the stun gun. basically all they did was act like they knew each other but idc. we are so back.
-the brooklynn reveal was... meh?? it could've been more rewarding if they waited until s2 to reveal she's still alive, but at least i hope they take their time before reuniting her with the rest of the camp fam. also i can't believe ppl even guessed what arm she was going to lose y'all have prophetic powers or smth
-bringing daniel back to kill him the same episode was an insane move btw. i would've normally complained but it's all worth it for causing the panic attack scene in ep7. kenji's reaction felt so genuine, i'm forever in awe at how well this show writes grief and trauma
-i'm so conflicted about darius's confession. i like dinostar, but i feel like it wasn't needed for darius to be in love with brooklynn to explain the voicemails and the way he was dealing with her death. she was one of his closest friends, his grief made sense even with them being platonic. on the other hand, i love how he admitted it to kenji and the fact they didn't turn it into a huge fight between them; also, "i didn't know i could even feel that way" aroace/acespec darius truthers never lose
-maybe it's just that i need to rewatch, but i'm lost as to where they're going next season?? i know they're getting on a boat but where does that go?? what are they trying to do?? there's so much happening my head is spinning
-ben... he kind of felt like the comic relief for most of the show, the first episodes showed him as being really paranoid again and struggling with being alone, but halfway through the season they just sort of forgot about it?? idk something was off
-bring back kenji's old latin spanish va idk who this guy is but that is not kenji i can't do this. i'll survive the loss of ryan potter but i won't survive this
anyways yeah i think those are most of my uncooked thoughts, overall i really liked the season, i can't believe we got to see the kids again this is still so unreal to me
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nalyra-dreaming · 1 day
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Do you think that, at the beginning of the episode, Armand kept Louis asleep so he could spin his little yarn about Lestat without the latter there with the express hope of selling Daniel on the telenovela? As well as maybe making peace/having some quiet time with the Daniel (read: his boy from SF) he kind of tried to protect from Louis' cruel Alice-rant last episode? Daniel has been continuously mocking Louis with the notion of Loumand being "a story that is being sold to him" so maybe this way, Lestat appears to be the bad guy yet again and further Lestat discussions are tabled except explaining how Louis got his groove back (and learned to forget about the 'ever-thinking-about-himself' Lestat)?
I'm a Loustater who was ready to live with Loumand because we have to, and thought I was willing to give Armand some trust that he's trying to protect Louis from doing something terrible in Dubai, but it seems that, with that fiction about Lestat, he's been withholding more than Louis ever did. And whether that's to save Louis or himself and likely both, I can't tell. I can't even imagine how we're going to have a walk-down-memory-lane discussion about the trial if Armand can't be remotely honest, even now, about Lestat.
Lastly, all that talk in theatre about the coven wanting Louis dead if he's not joining etc. Is all that telepathic murder plotting being freely discussed in Dubai?
Need help! Want to understand!!!!!!!!
Oh, I think Louis being asleep when the interview continues is a massive red flag, indeed. He was up during the day before, so why will he rise at sundown now? And why does Armand launch into a little fanfic version of Lestat while Daniel asks him a very different question?
And why did the Mac not record that one sentence?
The thing is... I think Armand is doing precisely what he was doing with Louis at the end of the IWTV book, namely a) lie to him about a few specific things, b) keep a kind of veil over Louis and c) protect him (from others and himself).
It's Armand! He's the coven master. He does what he thinks is best.
And of course he loves Louis, too, but... you know. At this point it should be very clear that Louis did not love him back as much as he seemed to do (before). Louis invited Armand in (and into a relationship with him) to not get killed. And to keep Claudia safe, too. THAT is their actual relationship start and fuck how bitter is that?????
The Louis in Dubai... has lived decades with whatever happened after that event in San Francisco. And whatever happened with the Devil's Minion arc there. And Armand... is still lying to him.
I said it in another ask, but by now I'm leaning towards Louis going to NOLA at the end of the season - and either finding Lestat there ... or NOT. And if he does not find him I can see him go and do the Merrick ending in the Merrick ending place.
I think episode 7 and 8 will shift a LOT of things, and no matter how the trial is narrated we already know it likely won't be how it went. It will be interesting to see if they break the narrative once more - or let Daniel read them to filth.
Because I can see Daniel do that. Because allll the little things, all the Talamasca files, all that background information he has now will click into place for him. Because he is very good at his job.
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hey-august · 18 hours
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Your Captain Knows Best
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Word count: ~5.2k (hello to the longest one-shot I think I've written) Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, buggy x GN!reader, no use of Y/N, humiliation, degradation, praise, oral - reader receiving, insertion sex, spit as lube, creampie, cum eating A/N: This comes from this wonderful request! Anon, I hope you like! 🩷 Also, shoutout to @be-not-afraid-gg for getting me on the right track with this fic! ✨
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“Spit on it.”
You paused mid-swipe, processing what he said. You must have taken too long to think about the three words, because Buggy pressed his boot against your shoulder. Allowing him to ease you back, you shifted your weight to rest more on your feet than your knees, and looked up at your captain.
“I know you heard me. If you don’t want to do that, then you can always lick my boots clean.”
Fuck. How did he always make such disgusting things sound so good?
Reaching up, you brought Buggy’s foot back down to rest your lap. The grit of dried saltwater, gunpowder, and other debris caught on your fingertips. You weren’t going to lick his boots (not this time, at least), but you would gladly do what your captain asked for.
As a frothy glob settled onto the leather and waited for you to spread it around, a crewmember stopped by to review the plans for tonight’s show. A heat crept up your face. They had to have seen you struggle to collect enough saliva to clean the filthy boot. You focused on the task at hand, smearing the liquid with a rag.
“Right, and cut this act. It’s not happening tonight.”
The other pirate repeated your name to confirm the act. A nudge against your lap signaled that it was your turn to join the conversation.
Looking up, you gave a small smile. An understanding smile. 
“The captain knows what’s best.” Another nudge. “Besides, I’m really not that good. I would make everyone else look bad.” Another nudge. “And I don’t want to ruin the crew’s reputation by making a mistake.”
The grin on Buggy’s face grew with each comment you parroted from your training sessions. He had spent countless hours trying to get you to meet your marks and not make obvious fuck-ups, but that attention was a double-edged sword.
Just as his rare praise had your heart pounding, Buggy’s ‘motivational speeches’ during practice sessions made your knees weak. Every pause to keep your balance when your legs threatened to give way, every moment trying to catch your breath, every second lost in your sordid thoughts, everything resulted in errors that you couldn’t hide from a seasoned performer. No matter how subtle. And each blunder was followed with hissed complaints that made your knees shake.
Even when Buggy resorted to other motivational measures, they didn’t have the effect he intended. The burning shame of spending a day with ‘fuck up’ written on the back of your hands, or ‘I make stupid mistakes’ scrawled down your arm was not as strong as the heat that pooled in your body when Buggy held you tight enough to leave bruises while writing those incentives. Even if everyone could see what a failure you were, you felt proud of earning those marks, written by your captain.
Both unfortunately and fortunately for you, Buggy caught on. He noticed the way you were almost too eager to offer your body for his inspiring writings. Dark pupils overtaking the color in your eyes became obvious, despite your attempts to avoid his gaze. The breath you’d hold when he was close and when he touched you, all to hide the sounds that you’d only release when you were alone in bed with a hand between your legs. But an echo of those needy sounds carried through when you’d sigh in relief (or maybe frustration) when he pulled away.
At the end of one particular long pointless practice, Buggy was fed up with your failures. He was irritated with how much time he spent on you, while getting nothing in return. But the moment he snarled out, “attention whore,” your wide-eyed expression and stammers became the bow on a gift that he realized was his to unwrap. 
He tugged at the packaging by asking you if that’s what he should write today. If you wanted him to label you as an ‘attention whore’ for everyone to see. Shit, you couldn’t disagree with the truth. You couldn’t lie. Not at this moment. You felt yourself unravel, feeling exposed as you nodded rapidly and rushed to comment about how the captain knows best.
Boosted by the compliment, Buggy also had your costume changed. The stack of folded clothing was handed over at the end of a meeting. What was once more form fitting and flexible was replaced with items that were baggy and woven - ultimately more constricting than what you previously wore. You waited until the crew began to disperse before approaching Buggy. 
“Captain, I think I got the wrong costume.”
A quick glance was all he needed to confirm. “No, that’s the right one. Go change.”
“But Captain-”
“Do you think you know better than me?” The sharp question slipped from a tight grin. Buggy tilted his head and waited for an answer.
The question caught the attention of the few pirates in the area, whose conversations shifted in the wake of this discussion. Subtly wasn’t a strength among the crew, but eavesdropping apparently was.
“No, it’s just- It’s not what I’m used to wearing,” you explained nervously.
“Oh, you prefer your old costume?” The smile on Buggy’s face finally reached his eyes with a glint.
You nodded.
“So you like showing off your body.” It wasn’t a question. “See, I think that’s why you keep fucking up. You like the attention. You want people to watch you.”
A familiar heat was coursing through your body, already setting your face alight. Yes, you liked the attention, but from only one particular person. The person who leaned closer to continue his monologue. 
Buggy hooked a finger under your chin and continued, “I’m right, aren’t I? Or are you such a greedy attention whore that you need to have your body on display all the time?”
Buggy’s low voice stoked the fire that was consuming you, combining the flames of embarrassment and desire into a raging inferno.
“No, Captain.” The words came out in a whisper as light as ash.
“Remember what you said - Your captain knows what’s best.” Moving his hand from beneath your chin, Buggy cupped your cheek. He winked when you nodded against his touch and broke away with a pat that bordered on a light smack.
You were pulled back from those memories when a second boot dropped into your lap, the heel digging into your leg.
“Spit.”
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The show went off without any issues. Mostly. You stayed backstage doing simple tasks to help each act progress smoothly. Making sure there was fresh water for the performers, cutting lemons for the demanding divas, and grabbing accessories and props that were forgotten until the last minute. You also stood in the wings, ready to compliment and praise those who came off stage with pissed off expressions, spewing anger about the lack of excitement from the captive audience.
Although you weren’t performing, you wore the new costume. At this point it was more of a daily uniform, due to the disapproving looks Buggy would shoot your way whenever you wore something else. Any substitutions or adjustments were guaranteed to be met with raised eyebrows, sneers, and shakes of his head that would cause his blue hair to dance with disappointment. But the worst was the silent treatment. The moments his eyes would glaze when they drifted past you, when he willfully ignored your presence like a petulant child. But the spark in his eyes made up for all the trade-offs that accompanied your new uniform. 
As you ran laps to hit different dressing rooms, the green room, various prop bins, plus the kitchen to refill water pitchers and chop citrus fruits, a heat started building up under your clothes. A big number on set created a lull backstage, which you took as a moment to find an empty corner, lean against a storage barrel, and relax. 
You tugged at your woven top to let fresh air waft in, but the humid feeling returned the moment you stopped. In need of something longer lasting, you started to unbutton the shirt. Freeing two of the shell buttons was just enough for better circulation. 
“That’s not how you’re supposed to dress.” The remark was flat, weighed down by disappointment. 
Shit.
You expected Buggy to be clowning around and schmoozing with the audience, not skulking around backstage like you.
“I just- I needed to cool down,” you explained, pulling at the chest of your shirt as if the demonstration would excuse the faux pas.
Buggy watched, his eyes lingering on your glistening chest. You felt bare, like the two buttons revealed far too much. Reaching up to fix yet another mistake, you were stopped by a pair of disembodied gloved hands. The tight grip rolled your knuckles against each other and large thumbs dug until the meat of your palms.
“By exposing yourself?”
The accusation struck a sweaty nerve. “It’s not a lot! It’s just two buttons,” you spat. “I’m still dressed. It’s not like you can actually see anything.”
“Ahh, so you do want to be seen? You like when people stare at you? I mean, I figured that’s why you’re such a fuck up on stage. I didn’t know stripping was an option, though. We could work that into the next show.”
“No! That’s not-”
“I thought I knew best,” Buggy cut you off with a sing-song voice.
The swell of muffled music seeping into the back areas matched the anxiety surging in your body. Thoughts of taking off your clothes, piece by piece, while Buggy watched, danced in your mind. They traipsed and tumbled to the truth - that you did want to be seen. That you liked it when he stared at you. When Buggy paid attention to you. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck.
“...you do. You’re right, Captain. I wasn’t wearing my costume correctly, I’m sorry.” Hopefully this acknowledgement would distract him from the other accurate observations.
Maybe it was a trick in the dim lighting, but it looked like Buggy’s eyes sparkled at your response.
“Good, I’m right. So you’ll be in the next show. We could end with a flashy number…” Buggy’s hands released yours and started gesturing in the air as he turned away with his grandiose planning.
“Wait!” You lunged forwards to pull back the one-sided agreement. Desperate fingertips grazed against his heavy coat but were unable to take hold.
“Hm, you have a good point,” Buggy said, splitting and spinning his top half to face you. “Maybe we should wait. You might be terrible at this too. I know - we’ll have an audition.”
With that, he twirled and reassembled in time with a crescendo of music that ended with a lion’s roar and strained applause.
“My room, after the show.”
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You stood in the middle of the captain’s quarters on an island of discarded clothes and covered only in goosebumps. The muffled sounds of a raging afterparty weren’t enough to cover your shallow breathing or the scratch of pen on paper as Buggy wrote down notes about the night’s show. He hardly spared you a look after telling you to get undressed. Although you removed the clothes slowly, your half-assed, untalented striptease went unnoticed. Eventually you stood in the same spot, entirely exposed.
Every little shift you made to adjust to the rolling waves, or to keep your thoughts anchored, went unnoticed. You were able to watch Buggy from the corner of your eye and see how immersed he was in the paperwork.
His bushy brows furrowed as he chewed on the thumb of his glove in between scribbles. Papers were shuffled and unnecessary pages slammed back on the desk. This wasn’t performative - he was actually working. And it was captivating. Both because he was deeply invested in the work, but also because you didn’t know how to interrupt. Or if you even should.
That possibility was taken away from you by a flurry of knocks on the wooden door. Your heart sped up to match the pace of each rap from the unknown visitor. Was the door locked? What if they came in and saw you like this? You turned to stare at Buggy, who still didn’t look at you.
“What?” Buggy groaned loudly, throwing his head to the ceiling and leaning back in his chair.
“Captain, we’re running low on refreshments.” The words slurred their way through the door.
“Okay, and…?” The question trailed off into a pause. A heavy pause that rang in your head.
The doorknob rattled. And turned. It wasn’t fucking locked. He didn’t lock the fucking door. There wasn’t much you could do to improve this predicament. You could hold your clothes to your body and try to preserve some of your dignity. Then again, how much was left at this point? Hiding behind furniture was a terrible option - you weren’t going to play a messed up version of naked hide-and-seek.
Faster than you could consider other options, a gloved hand whizzed forwards and held the door shut. The few centimeters it creaked open were pushed back and met with a drunken grunt.
“I’m busy,” Buggy said loudly and slowly, his voice soaked with annoyance. “Exactly what do you need me for?”
“We’re running out of drinks, cap’n.”
“You already said that.” Buggy rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“Can-” The sloshed pirate must have pressed his lips against the edge of the door before continuing. “Can we open more barrels?”
The request slid around the door, entering the room with clarity that sent anxiety and adrenaline surging through your body. Although you knew he was on the other side of the door, knowing someone else was so close sent tingles down the back of your head and spine before reaching around to prick your bare chest. As the conversation continued without you, the turbulent waves gave way to softer swells and your thoughts started to drift. Sure, you were still being ignored and you were still naked, but there was a strange feeling of safety.  
The discussion ended with a threat of bathroom duty if anything more than four barrels and a case of wine was opened. The door lock clicked and stillness returned to the room. Your mind came back to your body, suddenly uncomfortably aware of the condition it was in. Of the growing tension and sensitivity. Of the warmth that started to collect down low. Each sensation was amplified when you realized that you were no longer being ignored.
Buggy remained at his desk, head cocked to the side and resting on a gloved hand. The aqua color of his eyes poured over your exposed skin, ice cold and boiling hot at the same time.
“I think we’re just going to strip you of all performance duties. It wasn’t flashy enough,” he finally said.
“You barely even watched! You weren’t paying attention to m-” Shit. The words started flowing before you could even register what order they were in and you slapped your mouth shut too late.
The grin on Buggy’s face nearly put his painted smile to shame. “Say that again. Tell me what you really wanted to say.”
You didn’t want to. You wanted to put your clothes back on, go back to your room, curl up, and pretend none of this happened.
“C’mon, I want to hear you tell your captain that he’s right,” Buggy coaxed through that devastating smile. How could he make those words sound so soft and so dangerous? So enticing?
“I wanted-”
“I can’t hear you.”
Your hand fell from your mouth at the flat interruption
“I wanted you to pay attention to me, Captain.”
He nodded along to your words and into the silence after you finished speaking. You weren’t done.
“I…I like it.”
“Because?” Buggy pushed you to keep going, rather than continuing to drag each word from your pretty lips. Lips that you licked nervously before giving Buggy what he wanted. 
“Because I’m an attention whore,” you confessed.
“Again.”
“I’m an attention whore.” 
Fuck, yes you were. Everytime he made you say these words, you felt like you were stripping again - removing your sense of self and exposing who you really were inside. Someone who would do near anything in hopes of capturing his eyes and his mind. Anything he asked of you, no matter how ridiculous or humiliating, just to hear your name on his tongue.
“Louder.”
Buggy was a cat who finally caught a scrumptious canary, holding it between his paws. He was enjoying this game. And so were you, but you were ready to take it to the next level and this was your chance.
“I’m your whore, Captain!”
For once, the smarmy look on Buggy’s face flickered. Eyebrows raised slightly in surprise and the corners of his smile fell before transforming into a wolfish grin. Leaning back in his chair, the captain beckoned you closer with a tantalizing curl of two fingers.
As you walked forwards, Buggy reclined and spread his legs into an indecently dominant pose. Another twitch from his finger told you to lower yourself. You were more than glad to kneel before your captain. Trapped between his body heat and your desire, you barely noticed the rough wood floor digging into your bare knees.
A gloved hand floated over and cupped your chin. The leather from his performance gloves was rich and velvety. Softening into his touch, you felt a twinge of worry that you might melt completely. Meeting his watchful gaze, the worry dissipated. Now you wanted nothing more than to dissolve, to fall apart because of him.
The hold was replaced with a nudge against your lips. The silent request quickly changed into a demand as two fingers slid into your barely open mouth. You accepted the intrusion, dropping your jaw to accommodate the thick digits and welcome them into the back of your throat. With your bottom lip resting against the leather on the palm of his hand, Buggy’s fingers began to wiggle and flex, becoming acquainted with your insides and testing your limits. 
You were given a moment of respite, just enough time to fill your lungs with fresh air, before Buggy began pumping his hand into your waiting mouth. Your tongue lolled out with the movement, turning into an escape route for the excess drool that couldn’t soak into his glove. Whenever your eyebrows furrowed a little too tightly, you were given the briefest second to catch your breath. 
Eventually satisfied with fingerfucking your throat, Buggy recalled his hand. You could both see the discoloration from your spit. Buggy flexed his fingers to admire the handiwork before removing his gloves. Then he unbuckled his belt, the sound of which nearly had you drooling again. You wiped your mouth, just in case.
“Undo my pants. You need to see what you do to me,” Buggy said in a low voice.
The lunge of your greedy hands was stopped by an addendum.
“Ah-ah, no hands.” Buggy licked his painted lips and pursed them into a little kiss that fluttered down to you and settled in your stomach.
Oh, that’s what he meant. Dropping your hands, you leaned forwards and used your nose to push away the hem of his shirt. It wasn’t slippery material, but you struggled to move it enough to reach the hardware on his pants. Buggy took pity (or maybe he was too horny to watch you struggle for long) and pulled up his shirt, exposing a patch of blue hair trailing down to the treasure you were desperate to reach.
Another hand found a resting spot on the back of your head. It followed your movement as you twisted and turned, tilted and tugged, bit and nibbled. Sometimes his hold would work against you, causing you to slip and bump into his erection. Each press against his twitching member gave you motivation to keep trying until you were finally able to unbutton his pants and pull at them enough to undo the zipper.
“Good job,” Buggy groaned, delighted that you made it this far.
He pressed your face against his cock, which was still hidden beneath his underwear. Buggy made sure to rub your lips against the wet spot of precum. It was a little salty and more than delicious. You wanted more. Needed more. You wrapped your lips around his head and sucked on the soggy fabric, surprising Buggy. His fingers tightened in your hair as a strained groan escaped his mouth.
Spurred by the reaction, you licked along the underside of his clothed erection. You moved slowly and let your spit pave the way. Every pulsing throb that pressed against your tongue whetted your appetite. It added to the hunger in your body and soul until you were aching, so painfully full of desire that had no escape. Regretfully, you pulled back. The hand on the back of your head shook slightly at the break in contact.
“What? Are you done?” he asked between breaths.
You shook your head, mesmerized. Buggy’s eyes were hazy. Fogged up and unfocused. His face was sprinkled with a pink blush and beads of sweat. His chest was heaving. And he looked so damn good.
“Use your words, fuck. W-why’d you stop?” Fingers twitched in your hair.
“More… I want more. Please, I need y-!!” 
The rushing stream was stalled by a yelp when Buggy’s hands hoisted you on top of his desk. From your new height, you watched your captain lower himself before you, claiming the space between your legs as his. Suddenly, his mouth was on you. His tongue touching you. Fingers digging into your thighs.
Everything left you in that moment. Every thought, the air in your chest, the ability to hold yourself upright, all of it taken away in one fell swoop. Worried about falling backwards and losing sight of Buggy indulging in a feast, you reached for him. Your hands fumbled, unable to find purchase with his hat or that damn bandana. Knocking both out of the way, your fingers found what they needed in his blue hair. A growl rumbled through his throat and ripped through your body at the desperation in your grip. 
Buggy came at you with increased ferocity. With a wildness that had you crying out in excitement and fear. That damn mouth of his wasn’t just talented at turning phrases. Fuck. You felt like Buggy would swallow you down in one gulp if he could. 
He ate and ate, consuming you like he had been consuming your thoughts for as long as you’ve been on the ship. With each lick, nibble, suck, reverberating groan, and mumbled nothings against your skin, you responded. Your toes curled. Your legs shook. Your fingers tightened and released. His name poured from your lips on repeat, becoming a jumble of syllables in your ears.
You could see stars, they were within reach. Swollen and ready to explode. But before they could shower you in their delicious warmth, they disappeared.
“Is that the best you can do?” The question wasn’t said with lips against your skin. You looked down, bleary eyed and confused. “I’m giving you all of this attention and you’re quieter than a mouse’s fart.”
What the fuck. Your head was swirling, mourning the loss of those sweet stars. His name lingered on your tongue, the full-bodied taste leaving behind an emptiness. What more could he want?
“Are you afraid everyone will hear you? Don’t you want to show me what a good job I’m doing?”
Your eyes fluttered, the stars returning to the edge of your vision. You nodded, promising to do a better job. Promising that you wouldn’t fuck up, like you usually do.
Buggy stood up and rushed to pull down his pants, clanging his belt against the wooden desk in his excitement. His pants and underwear caught around his knees, but he didn’t move to shimmy them lower. Now the focus was on his thick cock, dripping with precum that begged to be spread and smeared. 
It looked so heavy. So fucking thick and heavy. Buggy’s smile twitched at your reaction, caught between embarrassment and pride.
“C’mere, show me what a whore you are,” Buggy said, interrupting your assessment. “Show me you can take it.”
Your movement forwards was aided by his bare hands on your ass. Rough calluses on soft skin. Fingers digging into supple flesh. Buggy’s touch was searing hot, etching his hold on your body so that you felt it even when he let go. He lined himself up, stopping just as his body kissed your entrance. A passionate kiss that he continued with his lips against yours.
“Spit on it,” he murmured around your bottom lip, which was trapped between his teeth.
Buggy just barely missed getting headbutted as you pitched forwards, more impatient than eager. You wanted to see his cock again. You wanted to coat it. To feel it. To have it inside. You wanted it so badly. Gifting him a mouthful to use as lubricant, you hoped that he would give you what you craved in return.
And he did. You watched as Buggy pushed inside, slowly. So tantalizingly slow. It seemed impossible that he’d fit, especially if he wasn’t going to shove it in. But it did. Your body stretched to accommodate Buggy’s wonderfully thick cock. You whined and hissed through the intrusion, relishing the pleasure and pain he brought.
“It- it fits,” you gasped.
“Uh-huh, I knew you could do it. Such a good fucking whore for your captain.” Buggy paused with his hips slotted against yours, shoulders rising and falling with each restrained breath he took. “A tight one…m’gonna change that.”
Your eyes fluttered and rolled as he pulled back and began fucking you as promised. You felt entirely at his mercy, caged by his body and stretched to your limit. Your nails dragged across his clothed shoulders, catching on ripples in the fabric, rather than scratching his skin and muscles. Tight muscles. All of Buggy was hard and tight.
“I can take it,” you urged. “Please, just fuck me. Use me.” 
The steady tempo turned into a staccato at your words. “That’s it, that’s my good whore,” Buggy said, his voice dripping with pleasure. “Keep that fucking mouth open, I need to hear you take it.”
He slammed into you, little lights exploding behind your eyelids. A little taste of the stars that you knew were coming. Slack jawed, you let your moans fall in time with his thrusts. Moans and cries of delight echoed off of him as you clung loosely to his body. You barely heard Buggy’s demand before his teeth were digging into your shoulder. A loud shout met his demand and raised the level of the sounds that fell from your mouth.
Fingers in your hair tilted your head to the side. “Louder. Don’t tell me you’re afraid they’ll hear you being fucked by your captain,” Buggy growled against your ear. A bite on your earlobe brought another increase in volume and tears to your eyes.
You shook your head and called out his name. Another nip. Another nibble. You cried out louder. Your hands began shaking. You pleaded, crying Buggy’s name on repeat against his shoulder. Arms wrapped around your back and held you closer, pressing you harder against his mean thrusts.
“C’mon, you can do it…”
That was it. That was all you needed. Even if you couldn’t put on a good performance for the circus, you certainly could do this. You could take this. You could take a rough fuck from your captain. You could cry his name to the heavens, to the stars that would explode with you. 
Moans stretched into screams that scratched your throat. His name stretched into high-pitched cries that hurt your ears. Incoherent pleas took all your breath and made your lips numb. Yet, with all the cacophony you created, all you could hear was your captain’s sweet, sweet praise.
“Come on my cock like a good whore,” he rasped, clearly struggling to hold back his own orgasm.
“I can-I can do i- I’m cu-” The words were choked out of you. The immense pressure that built up was too much, but it kept growing, taking all the space left in your body. Carrying you away until everything exploded. Until starlight and shimmers filled your vision. 
For a moment, you were gone. You hardly existed. Everything wiped clean. And then you were back in your body. Back to feeling all sorts of sinful things. Your body was still struggling against all the pressure that had built up. Trying but failing to squeeze against Buggy’s thick intrusion, which was still ravaging your body. The bright cries that ripped through you were now edging into dry sobs of pleasure.
Your performance was finally rewarded. Buggy’s own sounds were strangled as he came, depositing a hot load of cum deep in your body. He fucked through each pulsing shot, your tension milking him until his balls were drained and you were full. Uncomfortably full.
Buggy’s orgasm ended with a groaning sigh as he nearly collapsed against you. One arm was still holding you close, while the other rested on the desk, propping you both up.
The room felt stuffy, yet empty. Full of everything that just happened, but the sounds of passion were replaced with the dim soundtrack of the ship’s party. After a few minutes reveling in this atmosphere, Buggy peeled himself off your sticky body. He raked a hand through his hair, dragging the loose strands stuck to his forehead back into place. A casual movement that was so… He winced as your body clenched around him, an appreciation for the view.
“So needy,” he said through a crooked smile. A weary but pleased grin.
Arms on your knees kept your legs spread, as Buggy pulled out. Disconnected hands were right there, thumbs on either side of your used hole to keep it open. Gaping. Drooling white cum. 
A shiver tore through your body at the feeling of his heavy load sliding down and out. A shiver that was frozen in place when a finger scooped up some and brought it to your lips. A moan traded places with the offering, exiting your mouth as Buggy’s coated finger entered. The mingled taste was wonderful, so fucking tasty. And his cum was such a soothing texture on your aching throat.
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You woke up feeling almost hungover - not because of alcohol though. Your body throbbed and your head was spinning, but it was pleasant. A weight on your chest kept you pinned to the bed. Buggy was haphazardly draped across your body, his head and arm resting on your torso, and a leg hooked around yours. He was still sound asleep. Closed eyes tracked his dreams and his snoring breath skated across your skin. 
Gently, you brought over an arm to push some hair from his face. He looked so beautiful in the moonlight. The snores quieted for a moment.  Then they were replaced by a heavy sigh and a tighter embrace. Tucking his arm around you more and curling his leg to hug yours, Buggy snuggled against you and fell back into his deep slumber. As his breaths crinkled back into snores, they carried you back to sleep.
A sweet, comforting sleep, well-earned after a performance that you didn’t fuck up for once. All because your captain knows best.
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sixthsensewulf · 2 days
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Oh sub genres and genre of Dimension 20, how I fucking love you.
Let's talk about it. Since who knows it's nice to see it.
SO YOU LIKE FANTASY SHOWS OR JUST FANTASY IN GENERAL and want to get into D20..I got you. Honestly most of Dimension 20 games are Fantasy based, since that's often how D&D fits into it.
Urban Fantasy, basically people are magic, there is magic happening but it happens in our world. Like easy to spot landmarks etc, but just often enough you get people with powers, Fae, vampires etc. Then It's Unsleeping City. Takes place in New York. First season is around Christmas to New Year. Second season is around Halloween to Thanksgiving and little beyond that. You have magic, wizards, Fae folk etc, Stephen Sondheim and Santa. Weirdly Unsleeping City also falls under Magical Realism as well.
Urban not your thing but love a good "Save the World" story line, a classic good here is a group of adventurers and good luck. Basically the basics of a Dungeons and Dragons game . Your good old Epic Fantasy -a major one here is Fantasy High. Yep honestly, people would literally recommend you to start with Fantasy High, because it's the first one in the world of Dimension 20, so you can get used to the IH group etc. it has 3 seasons. . Freshman Year, Sophomore Year and now complete Junior Year. Other Campaigns of this nature include The Seven, Pirates of Leviathan, Dungeons and Drag Queens, Tiny Heist, Escape from the Bloodkeep. Mice & murder
Here comes the Low Fantasy options. It's a political fantasy, but very high stakes. A Crown of Candy. Like this option is probably not the best bet to start with, unless you are up for it. It literally is a Game of Thrones style fantasy. It also follows a classic Player Vs DM style of play. Brennan will try to kill the PCs.. so be warned. No one is safe. (Side note... They were checking in on each other throughout the season. Making sure everyone was okay with the events of the episodes etc.) another example of this goes to The Ravening War. In which, like House of Dragon is to Game of Thrones. The Ravening War is to A Crown of Candy. But still the same sub genres. Another example but without the political aspect - Misfits and Magic
Dark Fantasy is also a sub genre of Horror as well by the way. But this is your fantasy that has elements of horror pretty much. I have mentioned this sub genre in my Neverafter Horror post. (Find it in #wulfneverafterchat) But full on Dark Fantasy Dimension 20 season would be Coffin Run and Burrow's End
Now away from fantasy into space! Science Fiction. Full honesty don't read a lot of different Science Fiction books, so not really sure on the sub genres. But A Starstruck Odyssey and Mentopolis are your science fiction series. Starstruck is a mixture of Space Fantasy and Space Western. Confused? Well Space Fantasy is your Star Wars, Dune etc. . Space Western is like Firefly. Mentopolis, I feel like fits your Steampunk, Cyberpunk sub genres. Wait. . another show falls under the Science Fiction sub genres. .yep I'm back to Neverafter. . It's got Cosmic Horror subgenre. Yep that's a Science Fiction / Horror subgenre. Basically that's your Alien etc, Lovecraft (love his style of work, hate the guy).
I'm just going to put Neverafter as just Horror . . Since it has soo many sub genres used. Body Horror, Dark Fantasy, Cosmic etc.. it is a great show. Another Horror campaign they did was Shriek Week. and technically Coffin Run falls here as well, since Dracula.
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ngray192 · 3 days
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Ok, Chaos Theory came out and I watched ALL OF IT.
So, I'm gonna share every thought I had while watching, with no context whatsoever!
SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT!!!!
• Brooklyn is already dead ig
• The animation is beautiful
• Darius to the rescue!!
• He's so grown up
• Hes still so Darius
• Sammy would be proud
• This animation is gorgeous omg
• He took mannerisms from his friends omg
• Allosaurus killed Brooklyn!!!?!?
• Omg this show is darker than the first
• His groceries are gonna fly out
• Curse, I know you want to
• Is it a gun gun or tranq gun?
• Omg is he leaving voicemails to Dead Brooklyn??
• Did they get Jenna Ortega back or no?
• He's got a little cabin
• Wtf is that gun??
• Brand!!
• He's like 20 rn?
• CAMP FAM
• Kenji and Darius had a falling out??
• AAAA NEWS VIDEOS
• I miss them
• Someone do the "despite everything it's still you"
• Ok he slayed that electric staff whip tho
• BEN
• He's anxious af
• HES STILL WEARING A FANNY PACK
• God this is so sad wtf
• Ofc there's a site caller Dark Jurassic
• I saw this scene in the clip already
• Teamwork
• That was the whole episode?!
2
• "Aw crud"
• Someone broke the fence
• Why did you park so far away??
• Ofc he drives a van
• The eyessss
• Lockwood Estate mentioned
• Always the logical one
• He wrote down his theories
• Boyfriends??
• "Dork pouch"
• BUMPY DRAEN ON THE WHITEBOARD
• NO HESITATION LMAO
• He's so goofy I love him
• Facial expressions on point
• SHE SENDS CARE PACKAGES
• "Yee-haw"
• Do they only have one picture of them all?
• It's a female voice??
• Oh it was Brooklyn
• They didn't even try to make her sound the same
• I don't like her hair
• She's still Brooklyn
• Isn't that the plot of someone's fanfic on the Discord??
• Someone's gonna read that scene as romantic
• Ben is a reckless driver god damn
• Where are they that they can drive to Texas easily?
• Move dino move!!
• No rear view mirror doesn't sound safe
• Let this boy pee
• BENJAMIN
• He's so done with him
• Hes giving season 4 episode 2
• Boyfriends??
• NERDS
• OMG FIRE
• Hero Ben!!
• Ew the face
• Camp fammmmm
• THE HEAT WAVES this animation is everything
• We get different end-credits every ep??
3
• Cows!
• "Chip me"
• He's so happy to see the ranch
• The ranch is so Sammy
• Awww she's so Farm Girl
• She's STRONG
• She got tall lmao
• Bessie had a calf?!?
• Do Yaz and Sammy usually live together?!!
• "Ding-dong"
• NO FUCKING WAY
• ITS BUMPY!!!!!!
• THE PUPILS
• THIS IS EVERYTHING
• Is Mantah Corp back??
• KILL HIM BUMPY
• Boooo Sammy
• Fuck Carl
• She's an herbivore tf
• Me and Ben on the same wavelength fr
• Tell him, Sammy
• Let this girl have her pie
• She's Sammy, but she's grown up a lot
• She still has her jacketttt
• What happened to her???
• She's so saddd
• Why aren't her parents talking to her??
• NOT YAZ PULLING AWAY
• Don't split up!!
• Omg Carl
• Communication through hand signalsss
• That shot with the raptor and the moon tho
• We haven't had many cute moments yet, it's really about survival now, they've really grown up
• Not the pieeee
• The genuine fear in her eyes holy shit
• BUMPY
• No more Beanie Ben
• So now he has a rear view mirror
• This reminds me a lot of Jurassic Park 2
4
• This episode is titled Brothers
• Season 3 episode 7 vibes
• I love how Ben loves Bumpy
• Their faces are so close
• BENJAMIN
• HE HAS A GIRLFRIEND
• Fucking liar lmao
• Does Kenji blame him???
• THEY STILL GLOW
• God I cannot get over the animation
• Poor boy kenji???
• The kick lmao
• He almost sounds like Ryan Porter
• He's not the tallest anymoreeee
• Benji???
• He doesn't act like Kenji 100% but it's still there
• I miss Ryan Porter
• Another framed photo!!
• They use the words "death" and "dead" a lot, but not "died" or "killed"
• DANIEL KON?!??!
• Yes, go get your girl
• Ok but Sammy and Ben are so Mom and Dad
• Good thing he just had spare gear???
• Oh it's probably for Brooklyn
• That shot he looked so much like Little Darius
• Oh no they broke up, so sad 😐
• Woah
• Valid reason to break up
• He's completely valid for being mad idc
• NOOO DONT GET BUMPY
5
• COMPIES
• Ofc he loves this kind of music
• You guys are supposed to be family tho
• DAMN THATS COLD
• EVERY WEEK I love Kenji
• "Love you" awwww
• She's so sassy I love her
• The head sway omgggg
• The carobbbb
• These background characters are way too hyped for this
• Bobby Nublar?
• Awww poor baby dino
• Free the dinos!!
• Oh he got OLD
• Damn straight in there
• She's so hurt :(
• He only thought Sammy was suspicious
• Creepy ass big ass forehead bitch
• Daniel Kon is a LIAR
• We should've gotten Kenji speaking Japanese in JWCC
• Love sassy Kenji
• "Yeah ok, I'll get my violin" GIRL
• Omg he almost punched Ben
• Yesss Sammy beat the shit out of him
• Those are the smallest corn dogs ever
• You're a shit dad
• What?! Brooklyn would never
• Kenji and I are on the same wavelength
• Different? Was it her voice?
• Are those lillies?
• These bitches are everywhere
• Kill Daniel
• He's old af hes about to have a heart attack anyway
• DAWG WHO TF ARE YOU
• CREEPY ASS BITCH
• Shitttt Daniel tackled that raptor
• Holy shit they killed Kenji's dad
• She's so fucking creepy omg
• I hope she's not from Dominion cause I haven't watched that
• Who's driving the car???!
6
• YAZ
• She's coping!!
• She wants to make it work!!!
• Ok but the crop top on Yaz???
• THE PICTURE ON HER PHONE
• Ben is everything this season
• "Love you too" AWWWW
• Where is there an island in Wyoming??
• She's so nervous/excited
• They're perfect together
• "Fadoula"
• She's happy here. Writers, let her be happy
• "Benny-boy"
• She's so geeky
• "Your favorite"
• They're all the same but so grown up
• Ben's scream lmao
• BENS SO SUPPORTIVE
• So Brooklyn has been dead less that 14 months
• They're both valid in this argument
• Ok but Ben and Yaz friendshipppp
• Is Ben actually dating someone??
• Ooo that's a cool dino
• Omg this show is darker than the og
• How did she walk so far??
• Yaz holding Ben's arm is cute tho
• Girlfriendssss
• BIG BEN
• Dumbass DPW
• Wtf??
• Omg
7
• Therapy girlfriend to the rescue
• Omg I forgot about Darius and Kenji
• Noooo baby boy Kenji
• Wow 2 major deaths already
• God I love Ben
• I feel like they should've drowned by now
• They held hands while swimming up
• Aw he has a daughter
• He lowkey sounds like Ryan Porter
• Idc about this Brooklyn death backstory
• Sammy looks fucking crazy in their one picture of the 6
• Ben 3rd wheeling just like all of season 5
• Their heads SLAMMED together
• He's so weird about this car lmao
• The car scene is funny
• They're in Colorado now??
• This hill is STEEP
• He's been waiting to throw those phones for DAYS
• Why tf would he be coming with you?
• Why did I believe the voicemail?? I saw her phone get ruined
• Darius CALM DOWN let kenji have at least something about Brooklyn DAMN
• Dude this mystery is DEEP
8
• Reminds me of Jurassic World Fallen Kingdom
• Gonna barf because of this "bwookie bear" scene
• He always has been a bad liar
• Sammy is physically fight for EVERYBODY'S lives
• Omg we're actually doing the Darius×Brooklyn plot??
• So that means no Ben×Darius plot???
• BUMPY (again)
• What did they do to you, Bumps???
• "Oh heyyyy" "boo" I LOVE THEM
• I love a good chase scene
• If a car can just drive through it, that fence was shit
• Nobody does a stampede like this show does
• Lots of death (even if they're all cutaways)
9
• God I'm flying through this show
• The heartbeating is EVERYTHING
• Anxious girlfriends
• More good camerawork and angles
• Ofc they'd be good at charades
• Are there still no male dinosaurs?
• Big Eatie mentioned
• "Ok I get it, you're a climber"
• Oh are Camp Fam at the same place?
• She's sick???
• If Bumpy dies I'll kms
• Why is he just carrying a stick?
• GIRL STOP KICKING THINGS
• I love reunions
• No cause why am I sad
• Did he call her "MICROBANGS"
• They're still the same kids from the island and I love that
• Once again, they're so Mom and Dad
• Is she in labor?!?!?!
• YOU CANNOT SCARE US LIKE THAT
• What're they gonna name the egg?!??!
10
• Last episodeeee
• Oh shit we used the word "killed"
• His hat is so tall
• Omg he shocked Ben
• Benji?
• We have so much to wrap up in 23 minutes
• This is lowkey scary
• This is so suspenseful
• She looks familiar
• THE FIRST PERSON SHOTS IN THISSSS
• Is she just dead then???
• Toro!!
• THE EXPLOSION BEHIND THE T-REX IM SORRY THAT WAS AWESOME
• THEY'RE ADORABLE
• The slow-motion scene is so cool
• Coolest dino fight ever
• FUCKING CREEPY BITCH
• Awww she's bonding? with her guard-raptors? I don't care
• Wait is that it??
• They better make another season
• Everyone's so happy for Darius being in love
• She didn't feel the same?! THATS why he didn't show???
• I fucking knew she was still alive
• SHE LOST AN ARM?!
• Her hair got even worse
• So we're getting another season???
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digitalafterlife · 3 days
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Hi im new at this doctor who stuff and im. What. What the fuck. What was that. Is it like that. Just that just happen sometimes or
no, that actually never happens. that’s a first, and frankly we’re all discombobulated just as much as you. to be completely honest, if you’re new, don’t start with what rtdisney calls “season 1”. it’s not the first season, they’re lying to you, it’s not a good starting point — the show is actually on series 14.
so the best advice you’re going to get from me is: time travel back to 2005 (metaphorically speaking) and start watching from the real series 1, starring christopher eccleston as the ninth doctor. i managed it in 4 months (admittedly; i was mostly unemployed). if you’re a fast binger you can do it in one.
that’s just a general recommendation, though, and has nothing to do with the outlandish fever nightmare that was 73 yards. we’re going to be untangling it for a long time yet. nothing you see in all of the 20 years that nuwho has been running will serve as any explanation to whatever just went on.
the only thing that’s constant about doctor who is that it’s always changing, always in flux. you never know what genre you’re going to expect. everybody thought it’d be wicker man type classic folk horror, but what we got was a cross between david fucking lynch, years and years, and an episode of the sarah jane adventures.
have fun. don’t worry about it. this one is an outlier for real
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After episode 3 I’m struggling to see how they’re ever going to do Lestat any kind of justice. They just really don’t seem to like the guy.
sigh. okay.
i don't want to start shit because at the end of the day i know lestat is precious to people and they have waited years to see an adaption with this much content. that being said, i gotta be real with y'all. (and i LOVE lestat- he's my second favorite character after louis). i don't really see how louis and now armand telling their own version of how things happened with lestat (and an EXTREMELY ABRIDGED VERSION for armand) is equivalent to the writers hating lestat and not giving him any sort of justice. the "justice" for lestat doesn't even come up until TVL when he's like "okay here is why i did the things that i did."
yes, louis, and YES, armand are going to tell a tale that might not be 100% accurate to lestat's version of things. or claudia's version of things. or some random coven member's version of things. ESPECIALLY armand- he didn't want louis to even do the interview. he's protecting himself and louis from daniel's future book. he's already contradicting himself and daniel basically calls him out on it. "that's it?" we're not supposed to listen to armand's 15 min story and go "okay that's law then!" and if people DO do that and it makes you anxious, i'm really sorry because that honestly does suck. but you gotta just let them have their own journey with the show. 😂
i'm ranting because i think it gets dangerous when i see comments that basically make it sound like lestat's some defenseless baby and that armand's characterization of him is DEAD WRONG. it's probably not. armand's just not including some things- most likely not including that he acted a bit cuckoo around lestat. one specific example of armand twisting things: WE KNOW lestat didn't just up and leave nicki. we know there is more to the story there.
i know it's easy to get in your own head and worry about writers (i've been fucked over MANY times by tv shows so i get it lol), but let's just let the season play out. we're on episode 3.
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callibones · 19 hours
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okay ACTUAL doctor who thoughts. 73 yards was really really good but. isnt it haunting that ruby's theme song, the one that played for her here and the one that's been playing for her, is a song she wrote for someone else? her actor's incredible but god. nothing says "i feel like a background character in my own life" like your theme song being about someone else's heartbreak with someone else.
(spoilers for 73 yards ahead!)
except maybe "i am standing 73 yards away from everyone, blurry, and they all pretend not to see me cause if they actually talk to me they despise me." im very much on team Ruby Seems To Have Some Power To Manifest Stories Into Reality. she makes snow appear when she thinks of her birthday. she connects like crazy, as the doctor said, to stuff happening around her. does that connect to kate talking about people inventing spirituality to process the impossibilities they're seeing? i think so.
for some reason, anomalous or not, her perception of herself seems to really, truly be influencing things. it's like she's a literal in-universe Themes Anchor. in a season where the background music is sometimes diegetic and multiple characters have winked at the camera, it makes sense that the parallels here aren't Just themes. i wouldnt be surprised if Themes is some kinda actual force happening via ruby sunday.
saw someone point out the connection between superstition being invoked at the edge of the universe and superstition being all over this episode. doctor who's relationship to its own reality is changing, and it's very exciting to see! things are weird and that rocks. i hope ruby's fucked up. i hope that singer friend she has that made me blush like a lightbulb is also fucked up and we get an episode about her.
other observations:
- the actress playing ruby's mother deserves a billion medals and the world for her range. her character keeps getting into situations and she sells all of them PERFECTLY. she can go from sunny and warm to ice cold on a dime. she's so excellent.
- 73 is the "most random number" in online lore from what ive seen. its the number you make up when its time to make up a number. more evidence that even that distance is arbitrary and part of ruby's conceptualization of things?
- RUBY KNOWS ABOUT THE SUSAN TWIST THING....
- this episode was scarier and better than boom and im so happy we're not past the horrors. this one's going to linger with me for a long time
- i still wish ruby had a gun, though.
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weirdofish · 2 days
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Just in time fore MerMay. He's watching Sonic scramble for an air bubble
In all seriousness, though, I'm growing sick of drawing Eggman so god damned much. Just the thought of making more stuff of him makes my gut and sternum wrench in dread. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate him, but I don't actually like him as much as I made it seem. On top of that, I only liked him because I thought he was secretly good. It never occurred to me until some time ago that if that were true he wouldn't be causing so many problems (and being proud of it, no less XP).
I grew up on Westernized Sonic adaptations that were disloyal to the source material. This never bothered me since I held the conviction that the games were inferior to the spin-off material. It wasn't until I found Crusher's blog in 2019 that I felt that my old beliefs on Sonic were untrue and I've adopted their opinions out of deep-rooted insecurity. I always carried a strong fear of being judged. I hate being wrong or inaccurate. Anytime that happened, I'd get in trouble for it (or so it seems, I'm not entirely sure).
This was something I've struggled with for much of my life and I've grown tired of it. I'm tired of being someone I'm not. I'm tired of being scared of being authentic. I'm tired of thinking I've gotten out only to wind up back at square one. Well, I'm done with it. Thanks to EMDR therapy and a strong will to change, I managed to uncover this uncomfortable truth and do something about it.
Please don't think this is your fault. It's on me, but I became that way from a bad childhood. I've been meaning to get this off my chest for a while but I kept chickening out pretending everything was fine. This wouldn't be an issue if it didn't cause so much tension in me. I don't mind the thought of being into Sonic from the games more so than the comics and TV shows, except that I would love to do so without hoping to get others to like me. I just want to be myself and not give a fuck what others think of me, god damn it.
With that finally out of the way, I'm not sure if I'll make any KrampusEgg stuff this holiday season. Then again, life's full of surprises and I can't read the future. Maybe something will change. Maybe I'll like the games as much as I like Archie Sonic for me and no one else and go back to what I was doing and being sincere about it. As of now, though, that seems very unlikely. I'm not gonna make anything Sonic related for a while. I need a break. I'm sorry I lied. I'm sorry I was insecure. Rest assured, I'm not ever going to pull this shit ever again. It's not fair to me, and it's certainly not fair to you.
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bleachposting · 2 years
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2.12 Chimney Begins - 2.09 Hen Begins - 2.16 Bobby Begins Again - 7.04 Buck, Bothered and Bewildered
Tommy's family arc
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p4nishers · 8 months
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crowley saying "if any harm comes to aziraphale because of this i will–" to gabriel is SO fucking special to me bc he was so clearly afraid of gabriel after the trial like just look at his reaction when he first sees him and him saying he spent a WHOLE NIGHT worrying that gabriel's gonna smite him like he's actually terrified and still after ALL THAT he still threatens gabriel and i just think threatening someone like THAT is actually so vulnerable bc he's making it abundantly clear that he cares for aziraphale and wants him safe and that aziraphale is HIS to protect and he WILL protect him no matter fucking what and i just i can't deal with how outright and upfront crowley was this season not only with aziraphale but with other people ABOUT aziraphale too like he was really not fucking around this season and he needed everyone to know aziraphale is his and made gabriel almost JUMP OUT OF A WINDOW for wanting to hurt aziraphale and the vulnerability of it all is making me go NUTS
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microclown · 9 months
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I've been stuck on viewing Maggie as Crowley's mirror, and for most of the show I like that interpretation. But once I started thinking of Nina as Crowley's Mirror in the ball scene specifically, I made a connection....
Aziraphale is playing God here. He has a vision- a happy romantic evening where people speak Victorian English, dress nicely, dance, and fall in love -and he wills everyone present to conform to his plan. But Nina doesn't conform. Nina feels like something isn't right. She asks questions.
She asks Aziraphale what's going on, why she doesn't feel sad when she knows she's sad, and Aziraphale doesn't give her a satisfactory answer. He tells her that the important thing is that she's here. She's here to play a role in his great plan. To dance in his ball.
So she expresses her concerns to Maggie. Maggie hadn't seen the issues at first, but she listens to Nina, and Nina gets her to acknowledge the absurdity of the situation just a little bit. Listen to their conversation at the dance again. It sounds SO MUCH like the conversations we've heard Crowley and Aziraphale have a thousand times during their 6000 year dance. Crowley calling out heaven, asking questions, trying to get Aziraphale to consider the absurdity of it all. Aziraphale mostly defending heaven, but listening, and sometimes acquiescing.
And this all falls in line with a point I've made before - In season 2, Crowley's relationship with Aziraphale begins to mirror his relationship with heaven. Aziraphale shows a pattern of not listening to Crowley the whole season, but especially in this scene. Crowley tries to ask him what is going on, and alert him to very real danger, but Aziraphale is dismissive. He is blinded by his desire to see his plan to fruition.
And just so we're clear, this is not an Aziraphale hate post. Rather, I think it might give us some insight into where God is coming from. Because Aziraphale's actions may be dismissive and controlling, but they are motivated by love. Misguided, certainly, but with all the best intentions. I have a feeling, when we finally meet God, it will be a similar story. And maybe both She and Aziraphale will learn that sometimes to love means to let go.
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butterflysonnets · 4 months
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yes i'm rooting for m*leven breakup because byler is neat but mostly? i'm rooting for m*leven breakup for the sake of el and mike.
to me, their romance was always a puppy love born out of a combination of social pressures, naïve curiosity, and a lack of true understanding regarding intimacy and romantic love and what it really is. it was real in that they do truly, deeply care about each other and they are close friends, maybe even shared an attraction, but a maturing romance is so much more than that. they've grown up and out of being boyfriend/girlfriend, and that's okay! i think television/film needs to show more often that most of us don't have definite "soulmates" or first childhood loves that we spend our whole lives with. it doesn't mean these relationships meant nothing and didn't impact us, it just means they've run their course and that something else is in the cards, and this is part of life!
i've always felt el was at her best and most confident self when broken up with mike, discovering who she was and what she liked alongside another girl her age instead of just relying on mike for mentorship on how to live in the real world. she deserves more of an opportunity to find herself, her autonomy, and her independence, and to love who she is, and she's made it clear she's felt insecure in the relationship with mike because she isn't being loved and understood the way she wants, needs, and deserves from someone who is her partner.
also, it's okay if mike doesn't love her in "the way he should". he is not obligated to love her romantically and stay in a relationship with her just because she's a girl, because she "needed someone", or because he cares about her a lot. he shouldn't be pressured into a romance if it's not truly coming from his heart. he deserves freedom to find out and honour who he is, too, instead of just staying in his non-functional first relationship — one he got into as a child, essentially — and defining himself that way because it's what's expected when a boy and a girl are close. he loves her in some way, yes, but it's okay if he doesn't feel comfortable or secure being her boyfriend anymore, for whatever reason that is. he's felt insecure too, and that's valid and it matters.
they are their own people and are steadily growing and changing every day. they need time to figure out who those people are, and it's become clear (at least in my opinion) that those people aren't meant to be a couple at this stage.
they deserve freedom. they deserve to grow up and be authentic to themselves and not feel like they need to lie for the sake of a relationship. they deserve to move on from this version of their relationship that isn't making them happy and rekindle the best part of their bond: their strong, beautiful friendship. they don't have to be a couple if it doesn't make them stronger and better and happier people.
i think it would be healthy and wonderful for a show, especially one consumed frequently by young adults, to show a relationship starting, progressing, and ending on good terms in this way. sometimes things don't work out, and that is okay.
#eve text#elmike#stranger things#byler#only tagging byler because i feel like yall will like this take lol#tagging tagging tagging WHAT ARE EVERYONE ELSE'S THOUGHTS#god i can't believe i'm making a post about stranger things. this feels like poking a bear#i'm not particularly anti m*leven but like... they'd have to do something pretty special at this point for me to feel like it's viable#i'm seeing the bts of s5 and it's got me Having Thoughts#elmike friendship is something i am so passionate about#even before i ever liked byler (didn't ship at all until s4 even though i knew it was a thing before) i've felt this way about elmike#i always believed they were close friends at heart and needed to break up#the romance part of them felt very distinctly young and very much “he was a boy she was a girl” to me#and it hasn't deepened into anything more mature and i don't see how it could based on the current state of the writing...#the fact that lumax exists — a young relationship that is actively maturing and is healthy — makes that clear to me#and the “love confession” in s4 and how disingenuous and miserable it felt was just the nail in the coffin#also the fact that will (who is IN LOVE with mike) was instrumental in making it happen? ... uh... okay... interesting choice…#fucked up and reductive if they make it another queer unrequited love sacrifice for the sake of pushing the heterosexual agenda YUCK#so i really hope the speculation about a m*leven breakup is real!! i think it just makes sense for their characters but who knows#i don't believe in the notion of love at first sight or one true love and i think the writers don't too???#love to me is an accumulation of experiences and we inevitably choose it at some point rather than fall into it... but idk#tv is so fixated on keeping couples together... sometimes it's just not reality guys especially with young people... LET IT GO...#like i said though i'm not 100% sold that they're going to give up their “golden couple” LMAO#stranger things hasn't historically subverted too many tropes if i'm being honest#anyway i seriously need this season to come out quickly... i'm so bored and getting my master's is crushing my soul#i need frivolity#ALSO btw i won't respond to hateful messages about this so please don't bother. it's not that serious. this is a netflix show
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