#The Immorality Of Love

[tarjapearce]

Duke Miguel O'Hara

Wanted to do something for the new fic, The Immorality Of Love, ✨❤️.

Drew our husband as The Duke ✨.

You'll meet him next chapter 🤭.

(Im starting to lose fear with color hehehe 😊✨)

Hope you like!

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

"You and me, Ethan. Together we go save Rose, and then we can grind Miranda into paste!"

[im-totally-not-an-alien-2]

Danny, at 17, did not have the best love life. This is partially because two of his must haves in a partner are " Will protect me with their life" and "Will commit unspeakable acts of violence for me" or at least beat someone up for his honor.

Naturally, this doesn't always result in the most stable of partners.

His first girlfriend, Valerie, became an anti-hero and broke up with him for his safety.

He finally got with Sam in sophomore year only for the feds to come into class one day to arrest her. To his surprise, her crimes had nothing to do with ghosts but rather an incident where she went too far and committed a few acts of economic terrorism. Danny and Tucker never really learned the specifics of the crimes, and her parents hushed up as many news outlets as they could, so there wasn't much info to go around. All they knew was that she saved thousands of lives by doing it.

In the end, she was sentenced to eight years, and she broke up with him so that he wouldn't wait around for her to get out.

His third partner was a guy named David who was really sweet. Unfortunately, Danny got kidnapped one day by David's arch nemesis, who was some villain with a corny edge lord name. Yeah. David had become a a super hero after they started dating.

And if you guessed that he freaked out and dumped Danny for his own protection, you'd deserve a cookie.

Danny was noticing a pattern here. One that continued with everyone he dated. They always became some kind of hero before dumping him for his own protection, and it was infuriating. Sure, danny could defend himself, but he was never deep enough into the relationship to reveal his phantom half, and frankly, his hero career was something he left behind when he left Amity and destroyed the portals.

He met Tim at a skatepark after Tim fell off his board cause of some jerk speeding out in front of him on his own board, forcing Tim to stop or else hit the guy. The guy was unrepentant and Tim calmed him down (this did not stop him from melting the guys wheels with an ectoblast when no one was looking).

Tim then asked him to coffee. Danny, noticing how cute Tim was, agreed.

Danny was up front with his parents being mad scientists in Illinois. He always was with all the people he dated. It was better not to hide these kinds of things or worse, wait until you're already attached and afraid of losing them. So he always told potential partners as early as possible. Tim seemed a bit put off by this but was calmer about it than most, and they continued chatting.

Tim didn't seem like the type to turn to heroism or anti heroism so he felt safe on their later dates. It was only after he had known Tim for a while that he put the pieces together.

Tim was always covered in bruises that he hid with his clothes and make up, he had complained about batman over the phone when he thought danny couldn't hear, he was rich, he knew how to fight as revealed by his stances and footwork dispite trying to pretend he didn't, and lastly he held a lot of political power and influence being Bruce Wayne's son. Power he had no reservations using when it suited him or he was just feeling petty (that pettiness was part of why danny was falling for him harder than he thought he could)

No wonder Tim was so okay with his parents being rouges.

Tim was a villain!

At least Tim wouldn't leave him like all his exes. Danny doesn't think he could handle it if he did. Another good thing about this is now he can talk more freely about the more villainous and morally gray ideas and inventions when he was alone with Tim.

Tim didn't see anything wrong with Danny's idea to use something similar to cloning pods to make synthetic meats like rump roasts and steaks as a way to end world hunger and was eager to add to the conversation.

[idolomantises]

Rewatching Adventure Time, I can't help but think so much Princess Bubblegum discourse would be non-existent if people actually watched the show to completion instead of randomly hyperfocusing on some of PB's bad deeds.

There's a very bizarre and commonly held belief that Princess Bubblegum did terrible things and got away with it, that nobody held her accountable. When the show makes a point, repeatedly, that Princess Bubblegum is well meaning but deeply flawed, and to some characters, straight up evil.

I see fans point to "The Cooler" a lot as proof that PB is an irredeemable character, and while it is her worst act in the entire show.... I think people forgot that that was the point. Near the end of the episode she stops spying on people in Ooo because it was an invasion of privacy. In another episode she's called out for exploiting some aliens and lets them go. She feels ashamed that her own people are terrified of her. She loses her entire kingdom, and realizes she needs to get her shit together.

I'm pretty critical of shows that are way too lenient on flawed female characters but Princess Bubblegum isn't one of them. She's awesome, and heavily misunderstood.

[blitheringbongus]

Personally I think they’d be cute

[withthewindinherfootsteps]

something about how both wei wuxian and jin guangyao repeatedly say they ‘didn’t have a choice’ in their actions. in both cases, it’s not literal impossibility, instead determined by their mindsets and personal conduct…. but while for wei wuxian that means he can’t do something immoral, even if it means losing all his social power, for jin guangyao it means he can’t do anything to lose his social power, even if it means doing something immoral. the other option is still there, but it’s never one they’d pick.

something about how they’re trying to walk the same path but in opposite directions: wei wuxian willingly left the nice, broad road in favour of upholding morals and debts, while jin guangyao is trying to claw onto it and stay there by any means necessary. in both cases, being parted from it so easily is only possible because this nice, broad road — full of people whose social power is unconditional, given at birth, independent of their actions — was never truly theirs to begin with. but despite how it is possible to be forced off due to nothing, as we see with wang lingjiao, the positions of both these characters were ultimately due to actions they took.

(about how no matter the similarity of the paths, no matter the narrowness of the choices, the direction you take is still up to you.)

[wishfulsketching]

Walter is the best dad!

In my head, Walter is very small. Like Cid in FFIX as an oglop lol

[gooeysmoothie910]

fine

[miguxadraws]

there is a saying that goes like "the devil is the father of lies"

well, in this case, the mother! Ragatha decides to scam ppl because obviously that's easier than getting a job

au belongs to @spitinsideme

[penxil]

thinks about the ark siblings. cries a million tears

[captainjamster]

Valeria x Reader - Mommy Knows Best

Pairing(s): Valeria x Reader (NSFW) Warnings: Mommy kink, initial reluctance but with enthusiastic consent, reader with female anatomy Wordcount: 0.8k Summary: Valeria knows the abilities of your body better than you do, and she's going to prove it. AO3 Version

A/N: I’m fuckin’ crook AND menstruating so productivity has not been high! However, the itch to write + excessive horniness has resulted in a very short Valeria x reader fic. The rep!reader series is still in the works, she’ll be back in business when my immune system gets its shit together!! Thank you so much for all your asks and messages, the requests have been brilliant!

This was inspired by @iciclesses's ghoap x reader noncon drabble, please go check it out if that's your thing :)

Full fic is under the cut <3

Whores, booze and coke is no longer how Valeria prefers to spend her evening. The pages of her discarded book flutter next to her, falling open to a random section. Her attention has been captured by her most prised activity: you.

Your weight is comfortable across her lap. She has you facing away from her, behind on display for her to ogle, pelvis to pelvis as you frot against her with needy moans and gasps. Her hands knead at the flesh of your ass, squeezing hard enough that the skin discolours before releasing some force and watching the blood rush back in. The sensation exaggerates the way your hips twitch and slide, grinding against the mound of her pussy.

“So fuckin’ good like this baby,” she groans, reddening an ass cheek with a playful slap that stutters your grinding, and Valeria takes the opportunity to tease you more. Pushing you ever-so-slightly forward, her breath catches in her throat as slick grasps at your retreating pussy, sticky trails of need connecting to her own lips. They break as she runs her thumb across your pussy lips, watching your hole grip and twitch at the teasing sensation.

Your ass jiggles as you push against her digit, desperately adjusting the angle of your hips to fill the aching emptiness in you, but Valeria denies the opportunity and pulls her hand away. “Without asking, mi pequeño coño?”*

*”my little cunt”

The frustrated whine that you emit sends jolts straight to her groin, and she pulls you back down against her, feeling the heat of your pussy flush against hers. Bucking her hips up, she tears another whine from you as your clits roughly collide.

“I can’t cum, please – please, I can’t!” You whimper, hands gripping around her knees. The effort of grinding for what Valeria guesses must be at least a couple of hours as almost ruined you. Valeria can feel the way your fingers flex and release without even seeing them, loosely synchronising with the clenching of your pretty little hole, teasing Valeria between each swing of your hips.

She laughs mercilessly, the desperation in your tone fuelling the warmth burning in her stomach. “I told you that you can. That you will.”

Arousal soaks her pubic hair as you rub against the bristles, her hands guiding your movements to speed up the pace. Despite your complaints, the slick sounds become wetter and wetter, filling the room along with each noise Valeria drags from you. Tilting her pelvis earns a breathless yelp from you, readjusting to catch your clit against every inch of her folds. The need inside her grows, winding tighter and tighter as each second of contact sends her spinning, sparks flying every time your clit drags against her own.

Valeria isn’t alone in the way she rushes to her peak – the modification in angle has your nails digging deliciously into her thighs, hips jerking in a painful oversensitivity as your sore pussy works you closer and closer. She can’t tell if you’re trying to get closer or pull away from the sensations, but whichever is irrelevant to her, strong hands anchoring your figure to hers.

Running a hand up your spine, her palm rests between the blades of your shoulders, feeling them shake as you sob, pushing down harder with each drag of your hips. “Please, please!”

Another warmth – satisfaction, accomplishment – fills Valeria’s chest at your admission, so soon after your whining and complaining. “Change your mind, hm? Tell Mommy she was right.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” You choke out, gasping for air to form words through the exertion, each jolt sapping more and more thought from you. “Mommy please, you were right, Mommy was right!”

Your pleading is high-pitched and whiney, punctuated with each jolt of your movement, and the way her title falls from your lips thrusts her over the edge. Her legs tense underneath you, pushing up against you with one last thrust along your clit, the tight string snapping as she’s flooded with a wave of relief. The sensation is your own downfall, and Valeria watches through her haze as your own orgasm wracks through your body, thighs trembling on either side of her.

By the time Valeria is catching her breath, you’re hunched over in her lap, pussy glistening in the warm light as your torso heaves for air. The sight stirs a weak desire in her loins, temptation gathering that she shelves for when you’re less overstimulated.

Working her loose limbs into cooperation and propping herself up against the pillows, she wraps a fist in your hair, tugging you down to the sheets next to her. You give her a yelp, looking at her with big, watery eyes that she kisses the edges of, tasting the salt of your drying tears against your skin. Detangling her fingers from your hair, she brings them to your scalp, her painted nails dragging in soothing little motions as you mumble gratitude into her chest.

“See? Just gotta listen to Mommy.”

[tarjapearce]

When you're in the middle of writing a new chapter and the app decides to restart itself, then you click on it to keep writing and find out the file wasn't saved ~

The Immorality Of Love will have to wait a bit more, lovelies. So sorry!

[greensaplinggrace]

“Character A didn’t love Character B because they hurt them” discourse is truly terrible because it assigns a moral value to love that simply does not exist. love doesn’t actually mean anything about someone’s character. it doesn’t make someone’s actions toward another any better or any worse, it doesn’t prevent atrocities, and it doesn’t prevent abuse.

love is a worthless emotion when it comes to morals because it simply holds no bearing on them. true love doesn’t exist. there is no better or more pure version of love. in the end love doesn’t mean anything. it’s a non-emotion. it’s the child of passion and affection and dedication. doing something bad doesn’t preclude a feeling of love, because a lack of love isn’t a requirement for immoral actions, and morality isn’t a requirement for feeling love.

[emiko-matsui]

guys i love bill seacaster so much and he's one of my favourite characters! i don't really care that he was a bad father to fabian because, and i know this will come as a shock to a lot of you, he's fictional

[captainhysunstuff]

22 more images below the cut (Warning: Less than moral discussion ahead):

Light leads L to a particular stretch of woods that he calls "neutral ground" and demands to hear L's conditions for him to work with Kira. L tries to explain in a way that will convince Light to accept his assistance. It appears to be successful...

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Big Disclaimer here: I, personally, don't condone the "Kira Plan" in any way, shape, or form. I don't even believe that there is a "correct" way to enact it. I am very firmly on the "Anti-Kira" and "Light is a Tragic Character with Bad Coping Mechanisms/Self Delusion" teams. I don't want to spoil too much of what's left of this story, but I do have a plan/explanation in the future~.

[raticalshoez]

What are the lengths you'd go to bring back the dead?