#(... again)

[pelmendraws]

nothing in the world belongs to me

nothing in the world is mine for free

[saruside-01]

imagine your evil self comes to you (a kid), burns down your whole village with all your family and friends, refuses to elaborate and leaves, and then years later does the same thing to your second home and second family

[moyu-sy]

A sow has many rows of tits. The closer to the sow’s head, the more horizontal space lies between the two tits on that row. That is, the tit rows sort of form a vague ‘V’ that points towards the sow’s tail.

The buff piglets will battle for dominance for the comfort of suckling at the uppermost tits (more headroom) while the pathetic and sad weak piglets will cower at the bottom of the rows, crammed into each other near their mother’s hind legs. A hierarchy is usually established and fixed within a few days of birth.

Farmers are recommended to keep an eye on the weaklings in the tit slums, since the low quality feeding can aggravate existing health deficiencies.

Computer Science major here, it's not working because the computer doesn't respect you. download viruses on it to remind it who's boss.

follow for more tits

[the-mot-pot]

IM AN ARSONIST SET FIRE TO THE SKINWALKER!

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[minty-didoodle]

Bonus for today, I've been seeing photos of the Les Mis cast from todays Wast End live the entire day on instagram and something about historical clothing paired with sunglasses is making me absolutely lose it still.

I did post these on ig, but for everyone who isn't on there, I hope you enjoy this as much as I am✨️

Reference pics

[comet-forgot-you]

i have never yearned desperately enough to request a fic in my LIFE but comet ur writing is simply too good ... if u havent got too many reqs i beg for a power bottom ani ....

power bottom mean girl (ish) !ani x desperate security guard!reader

warnings: smut. 18+ pls. fingering, sex in the workplace? fun! degrading but also praise, r just loves to please

a/n: im so sorry dear anon from december 29, 2024, life was absolutely terrible then, i hope you can forgive me babes also ive been wanting to write mean girl ani yall please forgive me

ani always had this fucking attitude with you. always calling you teasing names, short answers, looking at you like you were less than her, which, regrettably, turned you on more than you’d ever like to admit. that look, the way she looked at you like she could care less about you, the way she would always tease you about anything she could think of, almost degrading you to the other girls.

“you always look so stressed out,” ani’s voice pierces your thoughts and you turn to face her, looking around the empty dressing room before your eyes focus on her. black lace covered everything thst needed to be covered, yet left so much of her skin exposed. heat floods your body at the sight.

you eyebrows furrow, “what?”

“you always have such a stressed out look on your face,” she reaches towards your face, thumb gently massaging the furrow in your brows until you relaxed your face. the action takes you by surprise, shes never been this.. gentle? you can feel your cheeks heat up slightly.

“m’ not, just focused.” ani scoffs.

“on what, all these people getting some action?”

“what? no.”

“mhm,” she hums. her tilts her head slightly, taking her bottom lip between her teeth. “whens the last time you got,” she pauses like she’s thinking, “anything?” your cheeks flush. you really don’t remember, but you’d never tell her that.

“i- why is that important?” ani just smiles, tugging you closer to her by your belt loops.

“if you need some stress relief, i’m right here.”

and now here she was, grinding against your lap in one of the many private rooms of the club. both of your duties long forgotten. your hands held on tightly to her hips, guiding her against your thighs. the heat in your core continuing to build. “i want to feel you,” she whispers in your ear, her warm breath sending heat flooding through your body. she gets off of your lap, putting on a show of taking her underwear off. you lean forwards, reaching out to drag your fingers across her bare thighs.

she’s back in you lap in seconds, grinding against your lap once again, spreading herself all over your pants. you inhale sharply, looking back into her eyes, eyes that were already searching for your own. “c’mon, make me feel good. i know you want to,” she leans in closer, “i know you want to be good for me.” and fuck, you do.

you wrap an arm around her, flipping her onto her back. you’re on top of her before she can pull you in. you spread her legs apart, dragging your fingers through her folds. “dont tease.” and you stop, your fingers sinking into her slowly.

she’s fucking soaked, her cunt takes you in so greedily, likes she’d been waiting for it far too long. she’d never tell you how long she’d actually been waiting. how many nights she fucked herself, wishing it was you instead of her.

“fuck, ani,” you mumbles, loving the way her walls felt wrapped around your fingers.

“god, had i known how much of a pathetic slut you were, would’ve taken you so much sooner,” she hisses out, holding back her moans. heat floods your body at her words. “you think i can’t tell how desperate you are? you do everything i tell you, you just want to be good for me, don’t you?” and you do. god, you really fucking do. your fingers pump into her faster, making it harder for her to keep her moans hidden.

“shut up,” you try to mean it, but the words come out more of a whine than anything. it’s pathetic. you don’t let her get the chance to say anything, pressing your lips to her own, drinking in all of the sounds she makes. your fingers curl just right, and ani can’t help the desperate sounds she lets out against your lips.

“fuck, yeah, just like that. c’mon baby, just like that. keep,” she takes a deep breath, letting out a shaky exhale, “keep going.” and you do. you fuck into her just how she wants you to. your thumb meets her clit and she breaks, moans flooding out of her as she cums around your fingers.

your pace slows, but ani isn’t having any of it. her hand wraps around your throat, pulling you in closer. “don’t fucking stop until i tell you to, you got that?”

it only gives you motivation to keep going. your pace quickens, fingers reaching places her own couldn’t reach. her fingers tighten around your throat, your head goes fuzzy, but you don’t stop. ani bites her lip, teetering on the edge of another orgasm. “so desperate to make me feel good, hmm?” you nod the best you can. “thats what i thought.”

minutes later, shes cumming on your fingers again. her walls pulsing around your fingers, making it harder for you to fuck into her, but you still dont stop. not when your arm starts to hurt, not when she’s cumming for the fifth time, not when your radio goes off. you don’t stop until she’s gripping onto your wrist, stopping your movements completely, bringing your hand up to her lips and cleaning up the mess she made all over you.

“did so good for me,” she mumbles, eyes tired, yet full of something you couldn’t quite place. she takes your fingers into her mouth, you swear you came at the sight alone.

[scribz-ag24]

dusknoir's selfishness appreciation post

One aspect of Dusknoir's character I find deeply captivating is how his selfish motivation to live on remains unique and differentiated from the rest of the cast. In a story where most of the characters are willing to sacrifice themselves for a greater good, it's fascinating to see how Dusknoir at no point ever seeks that greater good, and yet the writers succeed in giving him an emotional and satisfying character arc. All without ever getting rid of what made Dusknoir work as an antagonist in the first place, something that stands out even more when comparing him to his peers in SE5. So lemme ramble about it for a bit

Dusknoir is motivated by his fear of disappearing and, in spite of sparing a thought to how welcoming the world was before the paralysis ("The quality of life here must be cheery and charming. / Why, it’s so welcoming, I might like to settle here myself… Hoo-hoo-ha!"), at no point is he ever shown regretful or hesitant to cruelly eliminate those who attempt to change history. His determination at times seems firmer than Grovyle's, since Grovyle is seen apologizing for his actions or forcing himself to focus on his mission to save the planet above all else (Crystal Lake and encounter with Spiritomb during his escape from the Sableye, respectively). Dusknoir's objective is much smaller in scope and he shows no sign of being able to have his mind swayed.

He is self-centred and terrified, as expected of Pokémon in the dark future. In Explorers's tale, where major plot beats revolve around accepting sacrifice and overcoming your fears, it's no wonder Dusknoir works perfectly as the major opposing force throughout the game. Where Hero and Grovyle (and Celebi although the narrative ignores her for the most part) love the world too much to let it die, Dusknoir can't think of anything except perpetuating his own survival at all costs, disregarding the fact that he has no actual reason to live. The only thing we see him do is serve Primal Dialga, and even that job seems limited to "get rid of those who try to change history". There are no prospects of anything better coming his way.

Morover, Dusknoir's lack of care for the world remains consistent throughout SE5. As Grovyle's main opposing force, it's only natural all the arguments about the "morally right thing to do" are white noise to him. When Grovyle finishes explaining the heroic grand objective of his mission, that saving the planet will grant everyone in the past a new future, Dusknoir blatantly ignores his entire argument. He shows no regard for any life but his own, something that might also be inferred from the careless way he treats the Sableye and Spiritomb.

To continue the trend of Grovyle and Dusknoir being foils of each other, SE5 show us example after example of Grovyle looking for strenght in others, lending a thought to Hero and Partner, reminding himself again and again why he fights so hard. Through it all, he never loses sight of the global consequences of his actions, "for the future!" "make an impact in Partner's future" "the fate of the Pokémon in the future".

In fact, Hero and Partner rarely leave his thoughts. Grovyle is deeply tied to others thanks to his internal thoughts, whereas Dusknoir's thoughts, all throughout the Frozen Island, never stray far from his worst enemy. Even the two ocassions when he brings up Hero or Partner are meant to torment Grovyle, he's very isolated otherwise. It only reinforces how narrow his scope is, compared to Grovyle's ambition of changing the entire world for no benefit to himself.

Up until the middle of SE5 Grovyle seems like a deeply selfless character, and that remains true until the end. However, in a moment of brilliance, the writers introduce to us Grovyle's objective of making his life shine, of leaving a footprint in the world so he will be remembered by others, a selfish motivation. One that is as valid, captivating and powerful as the selfless "give everyone a new life is", and a selfish one nevertheless. And that is exactly what Dusknoir needed to hear. In a parallel to the first conversation of the episode, Dusknoir is once again hurt and vulnerable and listening to Grovyle's justification for his mission. Only this time he pays close attention to what Grovyle says; and this time, to his later dismay, he understands him.

Dusknoir's character arc is partly as strong as it is because the writers are not erasing any of his flaws or established personality, they are precisely using that wish to not disappear and that focus on his own life to drive Dusknoir into a noble objective. Therefore, when Dusknoir switches sides, it is believable. There is enough evidence to see why he was swayed by the idea of his spirit lingering in the world, where millions of lives never made a dent in his determined pursuit of hopeless self-preservation.

As if that wasn't enough, the writers make a point of driving this selfish motivation even further home by contrasting it with literally every other friendly character we can talk to. We only need to take a look at Celebi and the Sableye's lines of dialogue to see that, if the writers had intended for Dusknoir to care for the future itself, they would have had no issue making him say it explicitly. All these characters can spare a line to the greater good of the planet.

And yet, Dusknoir's distinct objective remains clear until the very end, no mentions of the future or any global scale, he wants to make his life shine and live to the fullest in the time he has left. It's an aspect i see overlooked quite a lot in general media, using selfishness to contribute to the big heroic mission. Since Pokémon games tend to have a clearer, more simplified message, where being selfish should be bad and being selfless would be unambiguously good, I am rather fond of this example of a villainous antagonist turning the same qualities that made him an insurmountable threat into the strenght of a crucial member of the team that helped to save the world.

I firmly believe this is a pretty important piece of Dusknoir's characterization. Obviously, he is indirectly "caring" about the world by saving it, yet that is never his main goal by any stretch. Keeping his self-centred personality is an extremely compelling way to develop his character for the better without introducing any external influence, relying on "i'll do the right thing" or the cliché "do it for X person" that would water down his place in the narrative and contradict his established characterization. Once he recognizes the truth in Grovyle's words, he is able to put his fear aside and finally live, for whatever time he has left, as himself and for himself.

[As a funny detail, i find quite charming how celebi is shown to fight for nothing but to save the future; dusknoir, on the contrary, is wholly focused on leaving an impact on the world; and grovyle somehow holds both motivations without neither overshadowing the other. If this isn't proof that they're meant to be a trio, i don't know what it is lol]

[thirstkanaphan]

*sigh*

[irl-batsignal]

the rough draft, also, chapter this is js chapter 1

Terror is opening my old ao3 acc and seeing the old books i used to write.

15k notes and I drop the link to my ao3 acc

[liluylero28]

Didn't check how saturated the colours were while drawing so now she's fluorescent

[downfalldestiny]

The only thing is now 🌇 !.

[witchinatree]

i think i made this brick the day i was born how did you find it and please do not throw it at me

neil perry + merry christmas, please don't call

[evoliravioli]

Revue star-*gets shot*

[ohlookaperson]

Dale Burgess, if you ever wondered who loves you... it's me. I screenshot every single time you showed up or did Anything more interesting than lugging suitcases around. I'm building a PowerPoint to showcase uour unique white boy sensitive soul. Do you hear me. Across all five books. Do you understand me Dale Burgess

[fishtank-fishe]

Okay but why is this line so scrumptious. It scratches my brain so good. Guh.