Amon arches an eyebrow at the strange salesman in curiosity, "A mask you say? I am a bit of an expert on masks myself. Fancy a spot of mummery, my friend?"
"A spot of mummery you say, hmm? Perhaps I would, had I a mask for myself this eve."
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Amon arches an eyebrow at the strange salesman in curiosity, "A mask you say? I am a bit of an expert on masks myself. Fancy a spot of mummery, my friend?"
"A spot of mummery you say, hmm? Perhaps I would, had I a mask for myself this eve."
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Who is your favorite Supernatural character other than Dean and Cas, and why?
first of all HELLO, thank you for your ask! always happy to have them <3 secondly, sorry it took me so long to answer! i had to spend a while considering what i wanted to say, because i find choosing a favourite anything very hard (and also because the show encompasses a lot! and im not even done yet). i decided i'd do a bit of a cop out, and give my favourites in a couple categories.
I'm curious about Morticia XV3!
Ohboyherewego.gif so this is an Evil Morty/Morticia fanfic with the Reader as Morticia, specifically my own OC version of her who is cursed with a deck of tarot cards given to her by The Devil--a character who appeared in only one episode in Season 1 because the showrunners hadn't decided how they wanted to handle the concept of magic or religion yet. The cards are always, without exception, correct and oftentimes they are only accurate because she drew cards in the first place.
A little ramble: so Rick and Morty is a very awkward "like" of mine not because it developed a reputation as cringe after Season 3 but because S3 wrecked the show's entire premise and it has never fully recovered. Additionally, one of the two creators got booted right after we had a season that was a really good attempt at returning to form (despite not being convicted of any alleged crimes and the charges being later dismissed) so I don't have any hope for the future of the series.
Evil Morty is always a cutie though, with a 3/4 Good Featured Episodes hit rate! He's always special to me! <3
It may just be the writer autism specifically, but when I like something, I keep it in a preserved state in my head of what it was at the peak of my liking it. My brain is a cryostasis chamber powered by my heart.
I haven't dabbled in fanfic for the series much, admittedly. The writing is in such a way that it's really more fit just for TV rather than text alone. It's dialogue heavy and fast paced and there's a lot of reliance on the reader to "fill in the blanks" in place of getting too purple with your prose. It's really fun though and it takes me back to my very very early fanfic days (see: when I was 12/13) when I would write near exclusively in script format lol
checking in on my internet friends today! this is a reminder to eat something, drink some water, and do something kind for someone else today! Also, let me know one thing that made you happy this week, just to refocus on the good đđđ
Awwwwww!!!! Thank you love!!! Iâve had several things happen this week that have made me happy, but may I say getting this ask made me happy because it reminded me of the other things that happened this week to make me happy?
đ for Mumune!
How religious is your OC? Do they pray to any god(s) or do they not believe in that kind of stuff? What is their view of religion in general? Where do they believe people go when they die? If your OC is not religious why not and what do they believe in otherwise?
Mumune is a devout believer in Halone, the Fury. Despite butting heads with the city-state that worships her most, her father continued to observe his believe in Halone even after leaving Ishgard- something that rubbed off on his daughter. Mumune views Halone as a bit of a warrior goddess, representing the glory of combat as well as the honor found in it, but also respect for your opponent in combat. Everyone is fighting for something- enjoyment, justice, survival, and so much more.
While she is devout to the Fury, she respects other beliefs as well. Having met worshippers of other members of the Twelve and those who worship other deities entirely from said pantheon, she actually loves hearing about different customs and beliefs. Sheâs growing especially soft for Rhalgr the more she learns on him.
When she dies, Mumune believes she will be welcomed into Haloneâs Halls as long as she lives life fighting. What lies in those halls is something she doesnât know for sure, but she imagines it as a paradise for knights and fighters- somewhere you can fight to your heartâs content and share a good drink with others.
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send me a tv series and Iâll tell you:
my all-time ultimate fave character -- oh geeze. i mean, Christopher, because that child actor is a gift & he adds so much to every scene heâs in. but main character -- probably Eddie. iâm a sucker for the way he takes care of his son, iâm interested in his backstory & want to see more, his friendships with the rest of the 118 are so fabulous & important. but i also love hen, chimney, and bobby a WHOLE WHOLE LOT. & athena! & buck! basically i like them all, & itâs a problem.Â
a character I didnât used to like but now do --Â iâm going to echo you on this one. i wasnât a big fan of Buck at the beginning of S1. i got a lot of secondhand embarrassment and cringey moments from him, i haaaated the fuckboy thing, just. yeah. but then we got to Buck 2.0 when he started seeing abby & i just -- thatâs good character development, yâall. i love him.
a character I used to like but now donât: like i said, i have a hard time because i really do like them all!
a character Iâm indifferent about:Â hm, abby. i wasnât upset that she didnât come back, like at all.Â
a character who deserved better: mmm, Shannon, definitely -- she was the victim of some seriously bad writing.Â
a ship Iâve never been able to get into: madney. mostly because i donât like jennifer love hewitt & iâm sorry, please donât come for me!Â
a ship Iâve never been able to get over:Â does this have to be a canon ship?? because i will ship Athena/Bobby forever & ever & ever.
a cute, low-key ship: are Hen/Karen lowkey? i love them!Â
an unpopular ship but I still enjoyed it: i donât think i have one.
a ship that was totally wrong and never should have happened:Â Buck/Ali? Buck/therapist? Buck/firetruck girl? Buck/snake girl? Buck/reporter lady? SERIOUSLY get that boy some help & a real love interest, stat
my favourite storyline/moment: my favorite moment is by far the scene after the tsunami, with, âThereâs no one on this earth I trust with my son more than you,â between Buddie. i also loved Bobbyâs recovery arc, & iâm digging the rage storyline for Eddie. heâs got a lot to be angry about, & thereâs a lot of awesome angst potential that iâm looking forward to.Â
a storyline that never should have been written: i wouldâve been happy if theyâd dropped the whole lawsuit nonsense!
my first thoughts on the show:Â âWhy am I even watching this? I donât even like this kind of show!â
my thoughts now:Â âIt is Monday night yet? Is Buddie canon yet? Wtf are they doing with buddie if they arenât headed toward canon?? OMGOMG ATHENA IS A BADASS & I LOVE HER.â (i have a lot of thoughts. and feelings.)
I'm like 101% sure Leslie looooooves being spanked by Ben! #justathought #confession
Oh anon, I agree with this thought 101%! ;-)
My own headcanon is that itâs usually very playful and something that evolves during a roleplay scenario or maybe even accidentally but then Leslie is like oh wow and IS INTO IT and so it becomes something that happens when they are in the mood.
Because yeah, she loves it and so does Ben because A. it is sexy and fun, and B. it turns her on so much.
Right.
So anyway, here, have a surprisingly tame bubble-era drabble about Leslie discovering that she wants Ben to spank her.
Also, thank you for the ask/thought/confession! :D
* * * *
It had started innocently enough.
A sneaky dinner led to a sneaky night in bed together at Leslieâs house, which led to a sneaky breakfast in her kitchen before Ben planned on going home to change clothes and head into work from his own place.
Except, while they were making pancakes, there was an incident. An occurrence.
There was a thing.
Ben had turned to her, all bed-head and soft smile and commented, âHey, hereâs a thought, what if we put some sausages inside these pancakes? You know, kind of fold them over like aââ
âCalzone?â Leslie had teased, unable to hide her amusement. âI donât know, that seems kind of pointless to me.â
Heâd smiled and rolled his eyes but when she passed by him on her way to the table with the syrup a few seconds later, heâd reached out and smacked her on the butt. It wasnât that hard or anything, but there was definitely a distinctive slapping noise and then a sting and an unexpected jolt that seemed to shoot right between her thighs and make her wet.
Whoa. What the hell was that?
Right afterwards, Ben had quickly apologized and seemed a little embarrassed, even a bit surprised that heâd done that at all.
They both laughed it off and sat down at her kitchen table and ate non-calzone style pancakes and drank coffee and made plans for a movie after work.
But now, hours later at her desk, it was still all she could think about.
Ben had spanked her. Well, heâd slapped her on the ass once, but oh god, what if he did it again?
It was certainly different than anything thatâd ever gotten her all hot and bothered before, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not get the memory of it out of her head. The feel of his warm, big hand as it slapped against herâeven if she was still wearing pajama bottoms and beneath that, hot pink and black striped pantiesâit made her squirm in her seat as she remembered it now.
Nope, she simply could not stop her mind from wandering back to that morning. And not only that, she soon was thinking about him doing it in all kinds of different ways. What if he was Teddy Roosevelt to her Eleanor and there was some sort of a diplomatic scandal?
What if Betsy Ross embroidered naughty images into the first flag?
What if, say, Leslie Knope turned in the trail maintenance report late this week and she had to report to Assistant City Manager Ben Wyattâs office for anâŚerotic punishment.
Oh no, but Mr. Wyatt, I must have forgotten all about it.
Heâd be sitting there at his desk gazing at her with all of his intensity and focus and heâd call her over from the doorway and sheâd start unbuttoning her pants and then pushing her panties down as she went to him andâŚmmmmmhmmmmm.
Leslie rubbed her thighs together under her desk.
âWhat?â Tom asked from across the room.
Her eyes widened. Crap on a carrot. Did she actually mmmmmhmmmmm out loud?
âNothing! Nothing! Um, just mmmmmâŚI need a snack. Yeah. I should go do that. Get a snack. Itâs the most important meal of the day,â she told Tom in a rush, as she pushed her chair back and stood.
âOh, if youâre going to the cafeteria, get me a lemon poppy seed muffin but only if it looks less than three hours old. If not, a blueberry one but only if there are an even number of blueberries on top, butââ
âYeah, yeah, lemon blueberry muffin. Got it,â Leslie said distractedly over her shoulder, hurrying out into the hallway for a change of scenery.
If she didnât know that Ben was in meetings all day, sheâd burst into his office and drag him into a closet for some hardcore making out.
But, no. No, Leslie, you canât do that, she thought. Youâre at work and heâs practically your boss and sexy things are forbidden at work and nope. Nope.
KnopeâŚkeep your pants on and be professional.
As she paced down the other end of the hallway and then started back again, Leslie tried once more to make sense of this unexpected turn of events.
Was this a turn-on sheâd always had but just didnât know about? In lieu of her usual go-to for problem-solving, a detailed pros and cons list, she instead went through her most recent ex-boyfriends and tried to decide if the idea of one of them spanking her did anything.
Mark. Ew. No.
Justin? Nope, not really.
That inappropriate MRI technician that Ann had set her up with? Not really a boyfriend but also gross.
Dave was a big no as well (plus that idea just seemed really, really weird for some reason, even if he was a cop and already kind of an authority figure who had his own handcuffs).
But Ben? Sweet, sexy, adorable Ben with his plaid shirts, skinny ties, and cute butt, and his occasional hard-ass fascist tendencies while he was at work? Mmmmmhmmmmm.
Huh, she mmmmmhmmmmmâd again.
Okay, well, this was definitely a thing.
* * * *
That night she had butterflies in her stomach as they started watching a movie on her couch.
Actually, they were the same butterflies thatâd been there all day, only taking a brief break when sheâd finally given up around two in the afternoon, gone into the ladiesâ room, and quietly masturbated in a stall.
It turned out that ironically watching Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull with Ben and him dorkily going on about refrigeration and Wolverine claws (what?) wasnât even turning her off.
Oh no. It was all so, so still turned on.
She hit pause on the DVD.
âI need to say something. Right now, because Iâve been thinking about it all day. And I canât take it anymore.â
âOh?â He put the popcorn down and looked at her with a tentative smile. âOkay. What is it?â
âThis morning, while we were making breakfast? When youââ
âOh, god, Leslie. Iâm so sorry. I didnât mean to do anything to make you uncomfortable. I didnât mean to slap your butt, Iââ
âNo. Wait. Ben, you donât understand. Thatâs not what Iâm saying at all. Itâs okay. In fact. Itâs fine. Well, better than fine. Really.â
Her secret boyfriend (and boss, technically speaking) looked a little confused so she climbed into his lap, because his lap was right there and looked all comfy and inviting, and she didnât want him to be a perplexed sea otter when she told him she thought it might be fun if he spanked her.
âHi.â
âHi. So, what Iâm trying to say, is that I liked it. When you did that this morning,â she took a breath and decided to keep on going. âAnd if you wanted to do that again, you could. I mean, I want you to. Spank me. It was sexy. Really sexy and Ben, tonight after the movie, I was thinkingâwhat if we pretended that I forgot to turn in the trail maintenance report or something and oh no, oops, Iâm in trouble.â
He raised an eyebrow at her.
âYou know, the sexy kind of trouble. The kind where you have to spank me,â Leslie finished with a wink.
Benâs eyes widened but only for the briefest of seconds, then they turned all dark as he continued to stare at her. And yeah, he definitely looked into it too, Leslie thought with both relief and her continued, ever-present-since-this-morning arousal.
âAnd Iâm your boss in this scenario, huh?â His hand started rubbing along her lower back, teasingly dropping lower after his question.
âYeah.â
âAndâŚyouâreâŚaddicted to spanking?â
What?
Leslie giggled at that, even if he was kind of smirking when he said it. âWell, hold on there, buddy. Addicted is kind of a strong word, but maybe we could try it and see if I liked it as much as I think I might?â
âYes. Yes. Yes. I mean, um, sure, we could maybe try that? If you want to. I guess.â His sarcasm was adorable as always.
She leaned in for a kiss that he eagerly returned and soon his hands were gripping onto her hips.
When Leslie pulled back, he gave her an affectionate smile, before his expression turned more serious.
âMs. Knope, it seems as if your trail maintenance report was not on my desk this morning,â Ben told her in a very no-nonsense, mean Ben tone. âIâm afraid thatâs not acceptable.â
âMmmmmhmmmmm.â
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