#if someone knows it pls let me know

[koffeenoe]

[elisacifuentes]

"I was picking you anyway."

Tobias & Gabin in Étoile - Season 1 (2025)

[theerurishipper]

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First <- Part 18 <- Part 19 -> Part 20

Masterpost

[ghostlyeris]

this episode's a BIG one for pilot program shippers folks

[rongzhi]

[cat's name: 大黄/Da Huang ("Big Yellow")]

English by me :)

[buntanteen]

cockwarming dilf!mingyu thoughts (nsfw)

summary: thoughts on reader cockwarming dilf!kim mingyu :3

contains: 18+ nsfw! mdni!!

✩ svt writing & fic rec masterlist ✩

thinking about cock warming and slow fucking dilf!mingyu

after closing the bedroom door behind him, mingyu turns to meet your gaze. the moment the two of you make eye contact, you both gravitate towards each other. the slow movements of feeling up his chest turn into rapid ones trying to undress each other.

walking backwards to mingyu bed, falling into the white sheets with him hovering about you. grazing open mouthed kisses and licks across each other's necks. nosing against each other’s skin as he slips into you. feeling so so so full as you grind down onto his pretty cock.

slow movements of mingyu's hips hitting every spot making you in absolute bliss. the pace slowing down to barely slow fucking. heavy breaths, quiet moans and slips of whimpers filling the room.

trying to keep quiet so none of his kids hear the two of you. mingyu having his arms wrapped around you and his head laying on top of your chest. you have one hand trailing down the curve of his broad back. the other hand is carding your fingers through his hair to move it away from his sweaty forehead.

the summer evening breeze cooling down your flushed skin. the sunset view illuminating his honey skin. the warmth of your and mingyu's bodies lulling the two of you to sleep.

bun note: my other mingoo writing -> bestie fwb!mingyu headcanons

author note: do not distribute my work on other platforms without my consent. if you see my writing in places other than this tumblr account, please let me know. my writings are purely fictional fantasises for fun. the people i write about are real human beings and should still be treated as such. please do not take my writings seriously or as truth.

[nottherealsquiddo]

[part 1]/[part 2]/[part 3]

thought about block people too hard and then suddenly these appeared on my screen

[gifti3]

if anyone has any direct links for stuff that was delisted pls link it so i can add it to this:

[secriden]

I both love and hate that The Breakup happens when WSW is wearing this outfit.

In episode 12, this outfit is a symbol of something real, something tangible, that marks CC actively trying the soft/coaxing way of things with WSW. It's also part of the first time we (and WSW) see CC actually admitting that he is wrong about something and apologising and taking ownership for his actions and admitting that he hurt WSW.

Both of these things are monumental not just because it defines a shift in WSW's perception of CC and their relationship, but how it shows CC's growth as a person -- loving WSW has changed him, drastically and for the better.

Interestingly, I did a skim through the episodes and I don't think WSW wears the full outfit again until Episode 18. We do see part of the outfit in the CNY episode, as WSW is wearing the top (but different pants):

And it makes sense that WSW is wearing this sweater here, because we get an added detail tying the gift to CC's care for WSW's mom; which is again another very tangible and carefully considered gesture that proves his love for WSW. It shows WSW (and us) the way CC's affection for WSW is spilling out to caring for the people that WSW loves as well.

And I love that the sweater is also associated with this iconic moment because I absolutely cannot get over the look of almost dazed wonder on CC's face as he gazes at WSW while WSW is enjoying the fireworks.

Also, I'm pretty sure this is the first time WSW kisses CC in happiness/joy. The previous time WSW kissed CC was when he confessed and while it was certainly heartfelt, it was also very much an overflow of fear (that he was about to lose CC) and desperation (to stop CC from "going" to Wang Shuo). But this kiss - this was pure joy and affection and it was such a lovely moment and so it's really sweet that it features the sweater too.

And then I started episode 18 and I knew The Breakup was coming and the first thing we see WSW in is The Full Outfit and my heart kind of broke a little for WSW and how this outfit was going to be tainted (at least until they make up again).

Since this is one of the few episodes that only spans ~36-ish hours, WSW stays in this outfit throughout the whole episode. The entire journey as WSW begins the final steps in his "journey of a 100 steps" (to breaking up with CC), he remains in it.

And in this scene, WSW wears it almost like armour or a mask. He hides his trembling fists inside his sweater paws, clads himself in the visible, painful reminder of what he thought he once had but never truly did: CC's consideration, CC's affection, CC's care -- CC's love.

Because that's one side of the problem: WSW genuinely thinks CC's love for him was never real - or at least never as full and all-encompassing as CC's old love for WS. WSW thinks the love CC has for him is a shadow of his love for WS.

And on the other side is this: WSW thinks CC does not understand (or perceive) his love for CC either.

As an added level of torture, my very limited Chinese listening comprehension skills makes it sound like what WSW says here is more literally closer to:

"Whether I love you or not, your heart won't (can't?) count (understand/judge?)".

And, if I'm right about the phrasing, this line is especially heartbreaking because from WSW's perspective, even when he's wearing CC's gift as a reminder, even when he's crying and clearly in distress, CC somehow cannot see how much he treasures CC's affection, how much he loves CC. Even wearing the outfit CC gave him, even with the visible evidence of happier times, of affection freely given, of care and consideration and the reminder of a moment of honest communication - WSW thinks CC still cannot see him, cannot see his heart.

So WSW's actions here actually make sense. Because if that's true, if CC never understood just how much of WSW's heart he'd already given away, then what use would it be to hold on to the tattered remains of this relationship?

After all, why should WSW force himself to hold onto a heart that was never his to begin with?

[ladyhavilliard]

mo dao zu shi tarot

the hanged man:  pause, surrender, letting go, new perspectives

wheel of fortune | jin guangyao

death | wei wuxian

the tower | jiang cheng

[nandermoenthusiast]

not them having a fucking showdown about which one of them was more devoted to the other………… not them making it a fucking competition and a fucking argument which one of them is more down bad horrendous for the other and STILL they havent had their realisation in the dead of night/day while lying in their bed/coffin that the other has feelings for them

[angronius]

redid my original teef doodle to give a. simplified vers of it hiii @thefandomexpert

I don't remember who brought up the runes on teeth in Cthonia but I have not stopped thinking abt them

[stars-eclipsing]

ִֶָ࣪☾. | Sinister.

ᥫ᭡. Part 1! (Part 2 is up)

Tags (pls read): Domestic violence, themes of abuse, choking (not as a kink), almost fainting, sinister mark is his own warning. Notes: I tried to make the reader seem bad but you know, anyone can look good next to fucking lucifer over here.

There’s a crash, and your bookcase breaks into many halves when Mark throws a lamp at it. The glass shatters, sending the wood splintering across the room. You cover your face with your forearms.

“You always do this. You always fucking do this!” He huffs like an aggravated bull. The sound of his voice just makes you sigh in annoyance, your eyebrow twitching at the mess. Which apparently, is enough to set him off. 

Enough to scream so loud the walls shake slightly. “What? WHAT?” With the speed of a viltrumite, Mark slams you into the wall of the living room, his forearm against your neck, holding you high, “Got something to fucking say?” 

You feel your face instantly flush and you kick his chest and scream, clawing at his arms, he barely deters. “Mark-" You sputter, "Put me down!” 

He puts you down. Or rather, drops you so you fall on the wooden floorboards. You wheeze in a breath and cough painfully, trying your best to fill your lungs with oxygen with a sharp intake of air. You bring your hand to your neck, trying to feel at it as you cough. Your eyes are familiar with the sight of wooden floorboards, even with your vision unfocused. 

“That’s what you get… for being smart with me.” 

His hand grips your jaw, forcing you to look at him, you instinctively hold his wrist. When you glare, he grips you with such vigor that you’re afraid your jawbone might shatter under his hold. You breathe madly, still not recovering from the choking he had decided to give you.  

He leans in closer, “Are you done?” His voice sounds like he’s speaking through a broken megaphone, and you’re starting to see double of the bastard. 

You feel your eyes droop and your head spin. Nonetheless, you spit blood on his face, “Go to hell.” 

His hold on your jaw turns crushing, but even with all the pain in the world, it won’t stop you from acting in spite of Mark. Never will. And when he sees the unadulterated hatred in your eyes, he yells, but lets go of your face harshly, your hand immediately going to your jaw. You hiss, finally feeling the burn.

He paces around the room with shaky fists. He never really could accept that you didn’t love him. Though technically, you wouldn't call whatever twisted form of affection he has for you 'love'.

He's hyper aware that with one more wrong move, you’ll die. So, he directs his punch to the wall instead. 

“Why?” He says shakily, with his fist still connected to the wall. “Why, why, why, why?” He punctuates each word with a punch, the last one breaking a hole in the wall. 

Still unsatisfied, and still brimming with anger, he turns his line of view to you. You're completely still on the floor with your forehead to your knee, panting. 

He clenches his fists, they continue to shake. “I do everything for you. I make sure you’re fucking spared, you even have a goddamn house.” He gestures to the place, the one that is now in complete ruins, “And you’re still. So. Ungrateful.” He laments. You don’t hear him.

He continues to bitch (all he’s good for, anyway). You’re starting to come down from the dizziness, feeling the bruising on your neck. Out of the corner of your eye, you spot something painfully bright green in your monotone living room. 

You mistake it for a trick of the eye, your dizziness playing with your perception. But you see it, just out of the corner of your vision...

You double take, and it’s real. You tense. Some kind of wormhole that whirls in on itself. A portal that’s ripped the fabric of reality momentarily. Even Mark's shut up. 

It’s presence darkens the room, but it’s green makes up for it by illuminating, casting you in it’s bright glow.

You squint your eyes, leaning forward on your arms, “What the–” 

You see something, like a mini movie, but it’s blurry, and you can barely catch a sliver of it. However, you can hear it. 

It’s… Mark’s voice. If you had the strength, you’d turn to him, because it somehow sounded less irritating than it always does. 

Before you could question who was talking (because that soft voice couldn’t be Mark’s.), you see yourself walk into frame, talking to someone chirpily. You look healthier, stronger, your expression relaxed. 

“The fuck is this?” Mindlessly, you lift a hand to silence Mark as you try and pay attention. Somehow, he doesn’t comment on your ‘rudeness’, letting it slide. Or perhaps just as taken aback by the portal’s abrupt presence.

Then, there’s Mark…you’re talking…laughing with Mark. He looks so…different. Much younger, much cuter, much softer. 

You don’t know how long you’re staring for, completely astonished at what it is that you’re seeing— But without your permission, it leaves just as suddenly as it came, swirling in on itself, disappearing into a wisp. It dissolves into the tiniest of sparks, leaving you with the deafening silence of the room. You blink, sitting back down on the floor. 

You hate Mark, you really do, and you would never speak up to him first unless he had threatened to saw you in half or something. But this time, you couldn't help yourself, “You just saw what I saw, right?” 

“Of course I did, I have eyes.” He says far too quickly, you’re too tired to roll your eyes. 

Without even thinking about it, you lift your arm up. Mark takes it, lifting you up, “Was it an illusion?” 

“Because it's so hard to believe I'm actually nice somewhere.” 

You ignore his insistent grumbling. “So, it’s a different reality.” 

You shrug off him rather forcefully and walk to the bookcase, the one that now looked more like a crime scene than anything peaceful. You crouch down and filter through the fallen books. 

Mark crosses his arms, “What are you doing?” 

You move a piece of wood weakly and look under it, “You could have ruined any piece of the house, by the way.” You chastise.

“Well, I specifically wanted to upset you. So that’s that.” He says matter-of-factly. He walks over and lifts the wood piece without effort. You crawl under it to try to find what you’re looking for. 

“Not even a thank you?” He says when you ignore him. You crawl out and sit on the floor with your legs crossed, a book in your hands. He lets go of the broken wood and it snaps under its own weight. He puts his hands on his hips and looks down at you as you flip through the pages. 

“I’ll ask again, and I want an answer this time. What are you doing?” 

You land on the chapter you were looking for, splaying your hand on the page. You blink at it, and a soft smile spreads across your face, “Mark," You begin, "Do you want to expand your damned viltrumite empire, or not?” You say calmly. 

He bites his lip when you say his name like that, but a sadistic smile makes its home on his face. “Well, don’t fuckin’ keep me waiting then.” 

You feel a sense of peace amidst your headache, like the clarity after a cry, because you had just hatched an idea, a brilliant idea, to get rid of Mark, forever. Where he’ll be gone some place far, far away. And you doubt he’s bright enough to come back all on his own. Ridiculous in his perseverance at times, but not at all brilliant. 

The book in your hand shakes, you’re convinced he’ll think it’s just because you’re still in pain. 

“There is this man, his name is Angstrom Levy.” 

He laughs, “What a terrible name to have.” 

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a/n: I think this is weird on top of being non-canon compliant? But im gonna expand on it nonetheless because i have some ideas

[whyissupernaturaltrending]

January 9, 2024 - It looks like Taylor Swift may have caused Supernatural to trend.

It is the year of our Lord Godstiel 2024 and yet Supernatural is trending alongside Taylor Swift and Misha Collins.

Whilst the trend may just be the universe recalibrating itself, it looks like it may have started with Taylor Swift. Apparently there've been some discussions about what would happen if Taylor Swift came out as straight [x] [x], though don't quote me on that, as I'm not up-to-date on the Taylor Swift news. She was however trending earlier today with Misha Collins as a secondary tag [x].

This may have then brought back the memories of Misha Collins' coming out as straight back in 2022 [x] [x]. The posts gained some traction, and alsongside some general spn posting and the news of Our Flag Means Death cancellation announced through the destiel meme [x] [x], this appears to have impacted the trend. In addition, some people have been commenting on Jensen's apparent hopes for a Supernatural reboot which definitely helped boost the tag [x] (no announcements here, just discussions, but maybe one day).

However, this is mostly a theory and sadly, I do not have a ✨straight✨ answer today.

[cake-emu]

Genesis of Swarla: What We Know (masterlist)

(every time we get a concrete piece of information about the behind-the-scenes decision for Carla & Lisa to be paired up, I will add it to the list with relevant source/s)

Vicky Myers's promotion to series regular in early 2024 (subsequent to playing a recurring guest role, credited as DS Swain since 2021) announced - Myers revealed Lisa's sexuality: "I'm not entirely sure if everybody knows this, but Swain is gay. I think she perhaps has seen somebody that's caught her eye but at the moment she's far too busy with focusing on this investigation, her career, being a single mum, and juggling her home life as well with her teenage daughter." (source: Digital Spy, "Coronation Street promotes DS Swain to regular character", 4th March, 2024)

Vicky Myers, speaking about the fleshing out of the character of Lisa Swain once she had been promoted to series regular: "I had my thoughts about her being gay, to start off with, and then this has come about in storyline meetings, and meetings with [producer] Iain [MacLeod]." (source: Vicky Myers, Conversation Street podcast "Vicky Myers interview", 15th March, 2024)

Writer Joe Parkinson and storyliner Holly Illis pitched the idea of Carla and Lisa [becoming a couple]. (source: Joe Parkinson, Royal Television Society virtual panel "Deep Dive: Writing For Soap", 16th June, 2025)

Vicky Myers, speaking about how she and Ali King found out it would be happening: "We'd done a few scenes together around the Peter Barlow and Stephen Reid story (scenes aired October 2023), and then we did a chemistry test together. Obviously something was right because they went with it!" (source: Vicky Myers, Inside Soap Magazine, 10th December, 2024)

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