little ball of crazy

Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m the clown

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Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m satisfied.

me, the only virgin on tumblr.com: cock is one of my favorite tastes. not only that, but balls smell amazing. it makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. like, i cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. i’m only satisfied when i feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. when i sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if i did a good job and you cannot even speak because i’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. that’s when i’m satisfied.

strong-bottle-of-jyn  asked:

Nah just pick one :D

@strong-bottle-of-jyn sent me a star and let me have dealer’s choice for the kiss prompt, so I’m gonna go rebelcaptain + spin the bottle kiss (modern AU):



The empty green bottle went flying across the room, and Bodhi’s nervous voice followed the clatter of it hitting the ground. “That–-that’s not meant to be used as a weapon, Jyn!”

Jyn smirked. “Whoops. It slipped out of my hand.”

Cassian pressed his lips together and sighed. He excused himself from the nice conversation he was having with a perfectly nice, pretty redhead and made a beeline for his sometimes friend–-and his regular aggravation.

He reached Jyn and touched her arm. She jerked away, but then seeing it was him, relaxed. “What’s up?” she said casually, as though she hadn’t just tried to instigate a fight.

“Leia was very nice in inviting us, and I’m sure she’d appreciate if we didn’t have her party end with the cops coming over.”

“Melshi was hitting on me. I just had to let him know what I thought about it.”

“You could’ve just told him you weren’t interested.”

“I’ve done that, Cassian. Repeatedly. That kind of guy needs to be hit with a shovel to get the hint. I didn’t have one, so I used a bottle instead. I think I made myself clear.”

Cassian ran his hands through his hair, then pinched his nose. “Just promise me you won’t stir up anymore trouble, okay?”

“Sure, sure, Captain,” she said, grinning.

“Please don’t call me that. I know you mean it in the most insulting way possible.”

“Alright then, Cassian.” 

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DISNEY | Bucky x Reader (Request)

Originally posted by allthisherostuff

Originally posted by heartsnmagic

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A/N: Okay so I’ve never actually been to Disney World so I hope this is accurate and cute an fluffy for y’all. Enjoy.


“What do you mean you’ve never been to Disney World?” you turned yourself around on the couch, facing Bucky and inching towards him. You poked the hollow spot in his cheeks “You’re like 100 years old.”

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canon sportacus:

fanon sportacus:

Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m satisfied.

me: hey ash how are you man

Ashton: I just wanted to say Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m satisfied.

anonymous asked:

cock is 1 of my favorite tastes. not only that but balls smell amazing. it makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. like i cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. im only satisfied when i feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. when i sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask u if i did a good job and u cant even speak

I thought I blocked you john green

Neighbours Part 4

Originally posted by prettyparamore

Originally posted by thewinnersofnationalgeographic

Part One        Part Two      Part Three   Part Five (coming)


“What are you doing here, Abbey?” You asked as you squeezed your little sister.
“I missed you!” She squealed, a huge grin on her face.
You rolled your eyes and shoved her playfully.
“I missed you too mini.” You said with a smile.
Abbey was three years younger than you, but people thought she was your twin.
You were practically identical, same hair, same eyes, same figure.
The only difference was she was much shorter than you, a tiny little ball of fire, and she was crazy.
She was your little ‘mini-me’ and you had always been close. Until you had fallen out with your parents and skipped town.
You definitely didn’t think you’d see Abbey for a while, and you definitely didn’t expect her to turn up in Charming.
“So what are we doing tonight? What’s your favourite bar? Oohh are there any cute guys?” Your sister gushed, her whole face lighting up.
You laughed loudly and crossed your arms over your chest.
“Slow down mini. First you gotta tell me what your reeeally doing here.” You said and dragged her to the couch.
She sunk down with a sigh, her hand moving aimlessly through her hair.
“I told you! I just missed you (y/n).” She said, her eyes scanning the room.
You studied her closely, your eyes boring into her.
She avoided making eye contact, looking anywhere else except you.
Yet you were stubborn, and after staring her down for over a minute she sighed deeply.
“I broke up with Dean.” She said quietly.
Your heart sunk. Your sister had been dating Dean for years, and they were inseparable. You had practically already planned the wedding, for gods sake.
“Mini what happened? You and Dean were always so good!” You asked and moved closer to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
“We were good! Until he started fucking Sophia!” She said, her small body shaking with anger.
“Oh Abbey, I’m so sorry!” You cooed.
Abbey grunted and shrugged before leaping to her feet.
She turned to you, a playful grin on her face.
“So, are we gonna get fucked up or what?”

“Four more!” Abbey yelled, her hands in the air and her eyes sparkling with joy.
You had taken her to the little bar at the end of Main Street.
Your sister had clearly expected Charming to be a little more like Vegas, but she hid her disappointment well when you pulled her into the bar.
It was a small town, and wasn’t exactly the clubbing scene your sister had in mind.
That hadn’t stopped her though, and the both of you were well on your way to being drunk.
Old rock music played through the speakers and the air was thick with smoke and the smell of alcohol.
“So!” Your sister said, her eyes burning into you. “Where are all the boys?”
You laughed loudly.
“Abbey, dont you think you might wanna break from guys for a while?”
Abbey lifted the shot to her lips and threw her head back before slamming the glass back down on the bar.
“Nope. You know what they say, (y/n).” She smirked. “The best way to get over someone, is to get under someone else.”
You laughed again and shook your head and downed another shot.
“And I think i just saw someone I am definitely getting under!” Abbey said.
You turned to her, your eyebrows raised and she gave you a wink before standing.
You rolled your eyes as you watched her slink her way across the bar and stopped right in front of a man, a familiar leather kutte around his shoulders.
You gulped as you eyed the man your sister was flinging herself at.
The man that just so happened tone your neighbour, Juice.
You quickly turned back to the bar, unsure of what to do.
Your body burned with jealousy and you closed your eyes and took a deep breath before slamming another shot down your throat.
You have no claim on him, you reminded yourself. You had no right to be jealous.
You were neighbours.
You were just friends.

“(Y/n)!” Your sister yelled across the bar as you walked out of the bathroom.
She sat in a booth in the corner, a huge grin on her face as she waved out to you.
You forced a smile on your face and walked over, your head held high.
“(Y/n)?” Juice said once he saw you, his eyes wide as he looked between you and your little sister.
“Hey Juicy.” You smiled and sunk into the booth next to him.
Abbey frowned slightly as she looked between the two of you.
“You guys know each other?” She asked.
You both nodded.
“We’re neighbours.” You explained.
“Oh.” Abbey said. “How.. convenient.” She winked at Juice and he laughed awkwardly.
“(Y/n)s my sister.” Abbey said, a smile plastered on her face.
Juice nodded, his wide smile on his face.
“I’ll get some more drinks!” Abbey said and stood, practically running to the bar.
The air was thick with tension and you both sat in silence.
“Im sorry, (y/n), I didn’t know she was your sister.” Juice said, finally breaking the silence.
“Its fine, Juice. We’re just friends, right?” You said with an awkward laugh.
Juice nodded, his heart sinking.
“Yeah, friends.” He mumbled quietly.
You sighed, wishing that the ground could just open up and swallow you whole.
“Juice, I-“
You were interrupted by your sisters laugh as she walked back to the table, followed by three more men.
You eyed them carefully as your sister flirted with them all before sinking into the booth.
You recognised each of them and you gulped as Kozik and Halfsack slid in next to your sister, and Happy slid in next to you.

“And then she fell flat in the mud!” Abbey said and the boys laughed loudly.
You crossed your arms over your chest and glared at your sister.
She had just finished telling them all your embarrassing stories from when you were growing up.
“Aw come on, sis, don’t look at me like that!” Abbey whined and you narrowed your eyes, as the guys laughed louder.
“Its okay, (y/n),” Juice said and nudged you. “We all have embarrassing stories.”
You glared at him too and couldn’t help but smile at his goofy grin.
“You know Juice, your right. Why don’t I tell you guys aaaall about Abbeys seventh grade talent show!”
“Actually maybe its time to go!” Abbey said loudly and you all laughed.
Your heart stopped when you felt Happy squeeze your knee under the table and he began caressing your thigh.
You looked at him with wide eyes as your cheeks blushed slightly but he didn’t meet your gaze, he just smirked and rolled his toothpick across his lips.
Thankfully, no one noticed and you cleared your throat.
“C’mon Mini, lets get you home before you tell these boys all my secrets.”
Your sister nodded and smiled warmly at Kozik.
You all stood and filed out of the bar and you breathed in the cool night air.
“So, you ladies wanna ride home?” Kozik asked, his eyes sparkling as he looked at your sister.
You stood awkwardly between Juice and Happy, both of them determined not to leave your side.
“Actually, we should just get a cab.” You said, and your sister frowned at you.
“Whats wrong scaredy cat? Don’t you wanna ride on the bikes?” She asked you and stepped closer to Kozik and leant into his side.
You rolled your eyes as Kozik beamed and wrapped his arm around her.
“You can ride with me, girl.” Happy said lowly.
It was the first time he had spoken all night and his raspy voice lit through you.
“I can give you a ride, (y/n). We’re going the same way after all.” Juice said, a tight smile on his lips.
You gulped and looked between the two men, both of them watching you intently, their eyes burning with jealousy.
You looked at your sister, who was now kissing Kozik passionately while Halfsack stood awkwardly to the side.
“Thanks Hap, but I should go with Juice.” You said quietly.
Happy nodded slowly, his eyes never leaving your face.
You could have cut the tension with a knife.
“Or uh.. I can give you a ride, (y/n). If you want.” Halfsack said and you smiled warmly at him, thankful that he broke the awkward silence.
Juice laughed loudly.
“Cmon, lets go home. “ Juice said,
He swung his arm over your shoulder and pulled you towards his bike.
You couldn’t bring yourself to say goodbye to Happy so you walked with Juice, your head down.
Abbey and Kozik walked to his bike and she got on eagerly behind him
“See you at home, sis!” She called and you smiled at her as Kozik brought the bike to life.
“Here,” Juice said with a smile as he passed you his helmet.
You smiled back at him and lifted it to your head.
You watched as he got on the bike and you swung your leg over and straddled the bike behind him.
He pulled your arms around his waist and you pressed your cheek to his back.
The bike roared to life and pulled into the street.
The cold air blew your hair out behind you as you rode along the streets towards home and you closed your eyes.
You felt torn, unsure of what to do next.
But as the bike sped along in the night your mind cleared, all your thoughts disappeared and you clung to Juice.
You had a lot of choices to make, but for now, you were happy, and you just wanted to enjoy the ride.

Analysis Time! Fionna and Cake: Wait...these things have a PURPOSE!?

There are three kinds of people in this silly little fandom of ours:

-People who are neutral towards Fionna and Cake

-People who treat it like a disease

-People who love Marshall Lee

I’m neutral towards the Fionna and Cake episodes. I don’t get excited for them, but I don’t hate them either. But there’s one thing that reigns true throughout the majority of the fandom: people completely miss the point of their narrative purpose.

Yes, you heard right. “Narrative purpose”. Believe it or not, these episodes have a point. 

Don’t pass out on me; this is gonna be a long post.

On the surface, the Fionna and Cake episodes just appear to be 10-minute wankfests for the fandom that tell cliche love stories revolving around beloved characters of the opposite gender. But if we were to look deeper into these episodes, past a superficial level, they mean so much more for the established characters we already know and love. 

Today, I will be showing you guys how Ice King, Marceline, and Lumpy Space Princess view their relationship with Finn and Jake (and themselves) through telling these stories. 

Let’s start with the first episode, ‘Fionna and Cake’.

This entire episode is a story told by Ice King. And it definitely shows. 

By and large, this episode and the first story Ice King tells in 'Bad Little Boy’ both end the same way: with Fionna and Cake befriending him, praising him for work he hardly did or not at all, and basically talking him up like he’s the greatest thing on the planet. 

It’s not subtle, at all. It’s even less subtle than Lumpy Space Princess’s story, but it makes sense for Ice King’s character. This all just calls back to his very first episode, where the Cosmic Owl tells Ice King that he’s a sociopath.

Everyone, even Lord Monochromicorn, agrees that Ice King is a swell guy. Fionna wanted to marry him, but note that this is the ONLY time something like this is even applied, and it could be written off as Ice King thinking that the only relationship he could have with someone is a romantic one.

But that’s mostly conjecture, and it’s besides the point I’m trying to make. The point is, Ice King writes these stories because he craves companionship of some kind. He is no longer seeking a pure romantic one, for as we can see in 'The Eyes’, the events of 'What Have You Done?’ sparked Ice King’s desire for friendship. He expresses this through fiction after his failed attempts at understanding Finn and Jake’s companionship.

Ice King writes these stories to express his desire, and even tries to make it become a reality in 'Mystery Dungeon’, and then vows to make it so at the end of 'Bad Little Boy’. 

And you know what? I bet Finn and Jake are totally willing to become Ice King’s friends, but the man’s sociopathic nature prevents him from doing so. He doesn’t understand how friendship or romance works; why would Prince Gumball just suddenly fall in love with Fionna after saving him? Isn’t that something she (Finn) does on a daily basis? It makes no sense and is badly written for a reason, and that’s how most romance fics go.

Then things get balls-crazy in 'Bad Little Boy’, where for pretty much no reason at all Fionna calls Ice King a “cool guy” and becomes his best friend after stopping Doctor Prince.

On a side note, fun fact about me: I friend-ship Finn and Ice King so hard. 

(credit for art goes to Shady the Cat)

Ice King’s self-aggrandizing tendencies go deeper than Fionna and Cake and everyone else loving him in his stories, and that is through Ice Queen. 

Throughout their first episode, Ice Queen is cruel, powerful, crafty, and visually desirable, with little to no physical detractors. She’s everything that the Ice King is not, but thinks he is. Subtle, clever writing like that is why I love this show.

Not only that, but she (the Ice King) sees Fionna (Finn) as the reason why she can never find love - because Fionna is hogging all of the princes for herself.

We also see that Cake, like Jake, is akin to give their pal advice on wooing a lady (or man in this case). But whereas Jake gives actual advice…

…Cake gives advice that is either really superficial or just doesn’t apply to the majority of guys (but Ice King thinks it does).

Am I overthinking this a little? Probably; I always try not to go too tin-foil hat on you guys. But this and 'Bad Little Boy’ were written by Rebecca Sugar, and the one thing she did best was, like Jesse Moynihan, storyboard her episodes with a lot of hidden subtext (Lady and Peebles, Burning Low). 

So what did we learn from this episode about Ice King? He’s the biggest sociopath this side of Ooo that desperately and pathetically craves attention. 

Now let’s turn to 'Bad Little Boy’. 

This one was actually the hardest of the three to analyze, because Marceline is actually a good storyteller. For this one, disregard all the romantic biz, because it’s clear that Marceline only included it for the princesses.

We see once again that Ice King has to kidnap people in order for them to hear his crappy stories. 

Warning! Possible Over-thinking Ahead!

Even though I read a bunch of talks and analyses on this episode already, all leading to the same conclusions, I’m still on the fence about certain things that this episode is trying to talk about. But with the release of 'The Prince Who Wanted Everything’ pretty much cementing my suspicions that there’s something more to the F+C episodes than what they seem, I’m a lot more open about this one. Plus, once again, it’s Rebecca Sugar. She’s done things like this many times. 

So what’s interesting about this episode is that, for the most part, it seems like Marceline is just using Marshall Lee as a self-insert like Ice King did with Ice Queen in the last episode. 

He tries to convince everybody that he’s a bad dude

Everybody loves him and is excited to hear him sing

He apparently lacks any of Marceline’s personal problems

And Fionna ditches Gumball to hang out with him, something the real Finn would never do.

It’s interesting to note how the Prince Gumball of Marceline’s story is fickle, uptight and all prim and proper. This isn’t over-analyzing here; it’s obvious that this is how Marceline views Princess Bubblegum, because this simply isn’t the way she’d really act.

Seriously, swap the characters in this scene with Finn and Bubblegum. It just doesn’t make sense.

But further near the end of the episode, you realize that this isn’t Marceline doing a lame self-insert, but is instead using this story to admire Finn and his righteous nobility.

There are several parallels throughout the episode that mirror the two season 1 episodes in which Finn befriended Marceline. These are all likely intended, because some are way too coincidental. 

Both Finn and Fionna claim that their animal companion is of great importance…

..which leads to Marceline and Marshall Lee snatching them away (just to mess with them)

Which then leads to the Giant Bat Form fight

And then Marceline and Marshall messes with some emotions

Both 'Henchman’ and 'Bad Little Boy’ ends with our vampires being burned by sunlight, and their little hero saving them. 

Here is where the parallel with 'Henchman’ comes into play. Throughout the episode, Marceline mocks Finn’s heroic code, and tries to make him uncomfortable by ordering him to complete a set of tasks that, on a surface level, appear worse than they really seem (just like her). 

It runs pretty much hand in hand with how the entire song in 'Bad Little Boy’ is about Marshall Lee is trying to convince Fionna that he’s evil, but she keeps telling him that he isn’t really, and she hangs out with him because Marshall is a friend.

The lyrics bring up some interesting points:

Marshall: Good little girl. Always picking a fight with me, you know that I’m bad… But you’re spending the night with me… What do you want from my world? You’re a good little girl

Fionna: Bad little boy. That’s what you’re acting like, I really don’t buy… that you’re that kind of guy… and if you are, why do you want to hang out with me?

As I’ve said in the past, music is an important tool in storytelling; it can reveal plot details, or give us more information on certain characters to progress them. This song goes with the latter.

Marshall is essentially singing about how Fionna is a hero, a paragon of good in his eyes, and yet she constantly hangs out with him despite being a self-styled villain. 

Fionna rebuttals with, just like Finn in the climax of 'Henchman’, she doesn’t think Marshall is as bad as he thinks he is, and if he’s so bad (like Marceline), then why does he even bother hanging out with a hero like her.

Even though he thinks he’s evil for purely superficial reasons (being a demon, descended from the Nightosphere, scaring folks), Fionna, and by proxy Finn, is able to befriend Marshall because she enjoys hanging out with him and knows that he just likes to mess around, similar to the realization Finn makes about Marceline in 'Henchman’. 

What you must understand is that Finn showed Marceline a kindness not a lot of people have in her life. He knows what she really is inside, past all the crassness and apparent villainy. He knows she isn’t exactly an angel, yet he doesn’t try to change her because he likes Marceline for who she is, which sadly can’t be said for her jerky ghost friends from 'Heat Signature’, or Ash, or her own father. Why else does he hang out with someone who is apparently “evil”? As Marcy shows us through her story, Finn befriends her because he doesn’t see the bad and enjoys hanging out with her.

Honestly, you could say I’m over-analyzing this and writing me off as being like no better than an MLP “analyzer”. But here’s the thing:

In essence, 'Bad Little Boy’ is Marceline’s way of admiring Finn for liking her for who she is, and how he nor she had to change themselves to be each other’s friend. Finn is true to himself and his personal feelings. On the flip-side Marceline has always made the effort to hide hers (What Was Missing, It Came From the Nightosphere, Marceline’s Closet, I Remember You, Daddy’s Little Monster); it’s practically a part of her character.

Finn lives his life without hiding his feelings (for the most part), and this story is Marceline praising that. Don’t believe me? The very last scene of the story is Marshall admiring how “real” Fionna is, and how he couldn’t force her to be untrue to herself even when her good friend, guilt-tripping her on the apparent bring of death, is telling her to. Fionna, and by proxy Finn, will never be dishonest to themselves unlike Marceline, and by proxy Marshall Lee, who works so hard to build up this fake “bad little boy/girl” persona.

Also Rebecca Sugar. She’s good at subtlety. 

I actually loathed 'Bad Little Boy’ first time watching it. I thought it was just a stupid little episode made to satiate the Marshall Lee fangirls. But like Fionna did with Marshall, after taking a deeper look into this beast and seeing it for what it is, and understanding what it was trying to do, I feel it is the second best Marceline episode in terms of telling us about her character, right behind 'What Was Missing?’. 

On a final note before moving on to the third and final Fionna and Cake episode, take another look at the title card for 'Bad Little Boy’:

Fionna and Cake are by themselves, playing with dolls of Fionna and Gumball, two close friends. Marshall Lee is in the distance, alone, with a doll of himself. This is purely speculation, but I think this is meant to symbolize how Marshall (and in turn Marceline) is seen as a literal outsider amidst this group of friends, and is a loner that only has himself and thinks of himself.

Anyway, let’s close this off with 'The Prince Who Wanted Everything’ (which is my personal favorite of the three). 

…Which I’m not really going to talk too much about, because it doesn’t reveal anything that we didn’t already know about LSP. She’s a brat that thinks she’s the center of the universe. But this episode made me realize that the Fionna and Cake episodes aren’t to pander to the fandom. Why? Because no one was ever asking for a Lumpy Space Prince episode.

I’m not going to spend as much time on this one as I did with 'Bad Little Boy’; it’s so painfully, hilariously ham-fisted that I don’t even need to mention most of the episode.

But I will anyway.

Lumpy Space Prince sees his parents as literal monsters, just like Lumpy Space Princess does. Both “defeat” them by just not caring about their commands of submission, with the prince being more literal. 

LSP sees her parents sandwiches as being of literal gold.

The prince’s “handsome spell” is a parallel to LSP thinking everybody wants her lumps.

And it’s completely adorable that Lumpy Space Princess made her BFF Turtle Princess into a cool surfer dude.

This one really wasn’t subtle AT. ALL. So why is it my favorite? Because it’s not subtle at all. It’s so obvious that LSP would make her character seem like the center of the universe; of course she thinks that the only person that is right for her is…herself.

Lumpy Space Prince:  We can never marry, you know? I can only be with someone who is my equal in every way, a person so much like me that she doesn’t even exist!

It just fits LSP’s character so well. 

But that doesn’t mean there’s nothing worth talking about in this episode.

It’s an ironic turn of events where Ice King is for once the one who is captured and forced read a crappy story.

When the prince regales his story of how he valiantly rebelled against his parents, we know that this is how LSP viewed her little runaway from home, because she’s a bratty teenager.

Throughout the entire episode, Lumpy Space Prince admires Fionna’s rowdy nature, and her apparent lack of hygiene. But here’s the thing: Finn never did anything like this for LSP. If he did, it would make sense why the prince is so appreciative of this free way of life Fionna is inadvertently showing him. 

But the only thing Finn ever did for her was in 'Gotcha!’, where he bolsters her self esteem without mentioning her looks.

The parallel here is that Lumpy Space Prince admires how Fionna isn’t captivated by his “handsome spell”, just like how in LSP’s eyes Finn told her she isn’t beautiful because of her lumps. This makes the prince want to know more about the girl inside, and how she lives her life. 

Unfortunately, the episode never really expands beyond that. What quickly follows is a series of humorous and over-the-top scenes of the prince being baffled by Fionna’s simple ways of living. 

But in reality, Lumpy Space Princess embraced a free way of living on her own. Finn never played a part in that. But perhaps she thinks he did, and this story is her way of thanking him for that. I dunno. It’s a mess and it knows it’s a mess, and that’s why I love it.

Maybe there’s something to be said about all that. After all, the running theme between all three Fionna and Cake episodes is the characters telling each story is expressing how they feel about Finn and Jake and themselves. Ice King sees himself as an amazing person. Marceline sees herself as a villain. LSP sees herself as being the perfect specimen. 

That’s all I got for this little analysis. I hope I made you guys realize that there’s more to these Fionna and Cake episodes than what initially appears. 

Now what’s in the future? There’s definitely going to be a Flame Prince episode, without a doubt. What I want to know is if Flame Princess will write it. Probably not; I just can’t imagine her doing this sort of thing. But if it is, then it’s likely going to be about Flame Prince trying to rule his kingdom with Fionna desperately wanting to win him back.

And I will cry the saltiest tears. 

See ya next time!

anonymous asked:

Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job

/whisper I don’t like blowjobs

Ummmmmm, I mean. You like what you like anon, I’m not gonna judge your thirst for cock. If you want a protein shake with 90% cum and 10% dick, I say go for it. Yeah…um, good to know you like to please and stuff.

Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m satisfied.

Cock is one of my favorite tastes. Not only that, but balls smell amazing. It makes me go a little crazy on it to be honest. Like, I cannot get it far enough down my throat to be satisfied. I’m only satisfied when I feel those intense, powerful, salty, hot pumps of cum down my throat. When I sit back on my heels, look up at you with cum all over my mouth and slobber running down my neck, hair all fucked up and wipe my mouth with the back of my arm and ask you if I did a good job and you cannot even speak because I’ve drained all of your energy out the tip of your dick….. That’s when I’m satisfied.
—  Karl Marx, Capital Volume I
Marco Discovers Tom's 'Feral' Side

Agh I guessed I messed up! Okay here it is again:

“Marco…why do you have…*hesitate* yarn???”
“Oh, Star and I got a new project from our art class, we’re supposed to make an article of clothing out of yarn. Star decided to make cat boots, and I decided to make a plum-colored hoodie!” Marco said excitedly as he showed his boyfriend the basket filled with balls of purple yearn, making Tom’s ears twitch with temptation.
“That’s………that’s a lot of yarn…..” Tom mumbled, resisting the urge to grab one of the yarn balls and run away with it in his mouth on all fours.
“I know, right?! There was a sale on yearn at the store I went to, and I went a little crazy and bought every plum colored yearn ball I could find.” Marco chuckled as he set the basket of yarn back down.

When Marco looked up, Tom looked like he was about to lose his mind. His ears were twitching every five seconds, and his hands were clenched so tightly together behind his back he thought he was going to rip his own hands apart.

“Uh…Tom? Are you alright?” Marco asked, completely oblivious to what was really going on with Tom.

Tom has a feral side. Something that isn’t all that rare for a demon to have, but ever since he tried to play with Star’s hair when he saw it hanging off of his bed, she yelled at him and he became ashamed and embarrassed of it. Of course, he wouldn’t blame her. His claws when retracted were pretty sharp. And yarn was his absolute favorite thing he loved to play with when nobody was around. Whenever he even sees a glimpse of a loose string on a floor, he can’t help himself. So you can imagine his dismay when he sees a whole basket of yarn in front of him, trying to act casual so he won’t reveal this stupid habit he has in front of his boyfriend. Marco has no idea he has this cat like behavior, and he intends to keep it that way.

Because there was no way in hell he was going to repeat the same mistakes he made with Star.

“Alright, well if you say so.” Marco said uneasily.
“I’m hungry, so do you mind if I go by a frozen yogurt shop to get us something? You can come with me if you want-”
“NOPE! Ah, I mean, that’s okayyoushouldgonow!” Tom said very fast, making Marco a bit more skeptical.
“Are you sure you can handle being in the house alone?”
“TOTALLY! TOTALLY SURE!” Tom said a bit too loudly.
“O-Ok. Since Star and my parents are out getting more colorful yarn for Star’s project, you’ll be home alone. But don’t worry, the frozen yogurt shop is right down the street, so I should only be gone for a couple of minutes. Ok?”
“OKAYHAVEFUNSEEYA.” Tom shoved Marco out the door and slammed it behind him, the thought of him regretting that action later being totally ignored.

Tom finally unleashed his claws, his pupils becoming the size of tiny slits, and pounced right on top of the basket filled with yarn.


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Tom had no idea what happened, but when he woke up from his tiny nap he found himself hanging off one of the planks of wood on the ceiling fan, completely tangled in yarn, with one ball still in his mouth.

“Alright, I’m back! Sorry it took me so long, there was a really long line and-” Marco stopped dead in his tracks when he looked up only to find his boyfriend tied up to his fan with his plum-colored yarn.

Tom tried to explain what happened, but then he felt something still in his mouth. He looked down, and was reminded of the purple yarn ball still in his mouth and spat it out, making a soft ‘Phat’ as it fell out of his mouth and a small thud as it bounced on Marco’s head and right into one of the frozen yogurt containers, but Marco didn’t even flinch, he merely blinked, his eyes still glued to the crazy sight in front of him.

“Tom.”
“Yeah?”
“Should I even ask?”
“Probably not.”

———————————————— This is so freaking adorable I can’t take it! Thank you!