#does not make any sense? nope

[cagesings]

i’ve  mentioned  it  briefly  before  but  jo  knows  a  few  words  in  italian  except  she  doesn’t  actually  know  how  to  pronounce  them  so  if  she  ever  says  those  words  out  loud,  she’s  speaking  italian  but  with  a  british  accent

[dandeyrain]

i genuinely don't mean this in a like. condescending way. but reading people talk about how Confusing and Nonsensical and Overpacked boy and the heron is make me feel insane. every single plot point is clearly spelled out; frankly, one of my only critiques of the movie is that i wish they'd left some of it LESS clear. yes, the second half is rich in dreamlike fantasy, but the story never breaks its own rules, and before every major reveal in the fantasy world theres an extremely obvious explanation — almost too on the nose to even call it foreshadowing — from somebody. like i just don't understand how anybody finds it impossibly confusing and weird and bad to engage with

[freakishlygenderless]

*peeking out of my cave ...Are we sharing headcanons around here?

*Drops this and runs back

So uhh my hc is that if/when rgb trio successfully escapes the showfall media Sneeg gets a cat, for no reason. Okay MAYBE there's a reason like he's traumatised, got his memory wiped and can't remember his friends and family, has died for few times idk. All i know is that he needs a cat

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[softavasilva]

You know what… Beatrice has got me feeling some type of way. You know the scene where Bea finds Father Vincent after Michael takes him out and Father Vincent says “looks like Ava has a new protector”. You know that had to have been just an absolute knife to Bea’s heart. Because she has been Ava’s protector from the beginning, all the way back in Cat’s Cradle when she hugged Ava when Mother Superion accused her of killing herself all the way through Switzerland where she was entrusted by the entire order to protect the warrior nun, train her and make her stronger. But the sting of losing Ava, not protecting Ava has to be so much stronger in this moment because not only did she fail to keep the halo safe (her job) but more particularly she failed to keep Ava safe (her pleasure). And instead Michael of all people was the one to rescue Ava. That must just absolutely eat at Beatrice every single day

"because not only did she fail to keep the halo safe (her job) but more particularly she failed to keep Ava safe (her pleasure)" ... first of all how dare you. second of all how the fuck dare you that one sentence father vincent so rudely blurted out really just stabbed her heart twisted it around and put more salt in her wounds. it proved all her insecurities about her duty/job and the value she holds in this particular obligation of protecting the very thing she gave her vows/life to. Like she probably is reliving all the times her parents have been disappointed in the way she uses her existence without a "purpose". and now that shes joined the ocs and has a set objective - failing at this is her biggest fucking fear and regret. more so because she knows failing the halo bearer isnt the worst part of it all. its failing ava silva - the girl she first handedly saw live a life only beatrice would dream of for herself. selflessly helping the girl experience wonders for the first time unwillingly knowing ava was also giving beatrice that exact same thing. Falling in love with ava made her guarded "duty first" mindset tainted with emotions that was sinful to have - so she did everything she could to protect the warrior nun because she thinks thats the only version of ava she could have. bc no one will question and judge her for constantly having to protect her. thats just her job right? - so having a man be accused of doing this exact thing just brings back all her self sabotage ways of thinking about how a relationship between her and ava would never work bc yes she has a new protector now and its a man and it would be so easy for them to develop something from more than a "leader"(warrior) and a "follower"(sister warrior) dynamic.

[theanonymousbooks]

You ever start writing out a word and it suddenly hits you how ridiculous that word is and now you have to question your entire existence? Wtf is a headphone.

[multishipper-baby]

Thinking more about Brooklyn and Raymond... Because if they did live in the same universe, it would be SUCH a mess. Especially since I don't think Owynn would want them to know each other at first, given that he doesn't like being called out for his fuck ups- so I'm imagining Ray first finding out that he has a younger sibling once he's like 13 years old and Brooks is already around 8 years old. Not to mention the extreme awkwardness of Eak and Loon trying to talk to each other about the whole thing.

Not to mention that, while Ray does want younger siblings, he always imagined having siblings from Eak- knowing that his absent father had another child he likes more than him would make his abandonment issues way, way worse. He'd grow to like Brooklyn, but I imagine the first time they met he'd be so distressed by the situation he'd go fully nonverbal. Not a great first impression.

Brooks would be more cool about it; ae is much more prone to just going with the flow than thinking things deeply, not to mention ae would still be fairly young and thus too immature to deeply introspect on the situation. And while Owynn is still not a very involved father with Brooklynn either, ae is waaaay more in denial about that than Ray is, seeing him more as a Disney dad than an outright deadbeat. That could probably lead to a sibling fight in the future but!!! Let's not think about that!!!

[homenecromancer]

there are a bunch of characters in Dune who have interesting parts to play in Paul’s story, but i enjoy turning that around and asking: how is Paul fucking up the story a given character was already living?

like specifically right now i’m thinking about how Chani, at the moment Paul enters her life, is poised to have an interesting story of her own — she’s a young woman, fighting for the freedom of her people, who is the daughter of a very important figure who has just been murdered by the people most recently responsible for oppressing the Fremen; lesser things have kicked off the plot of many a science fiction novel — aaaaand then some offworlder shows up, slots himself in to a preexisting prophecy, and disrupts Chani’s entire social world

Paul reflects on it himself a little bit, and seems depressed by the prospect that having people accept him as the walking fulfillment of a prophecy means they quit treating him like a person… but i enjoy pushing that idea a little further and wondering where exactly other characters were set to go in their lives before Paul steamrollered over them

[antifirework]

whtober day 4 - recognition

[softcryz]

wait did you make an entire another account for creativity instead of a sideblog

YEAH Creativity is on another account entirely. That account has sideblogs of. Other things :]

I'm pretty sure Fathom does too?

I don't have access to the part of the brain that knows WHY I did it like that but I technically have a VERY early version of Creativity's blog on this one. Before I. Sent him to another planet

[gaygryffindorgal]

hpma; quentin “quincey” alderly

the eldest child of lady isabelle of alderly and prince stefanos of greece and denmark. his mother is the only child of the current duke of alderly and his father is the third son of constantine II, the deposed king of greece. he is a descendant of henry of alderly through the male line and thus an heir to the duchy of alderly.

quentin is the first wizard in his family for a couple of generations. at hogwarts he is sorted into hufflepuff. he plays the violin, owns a cat called sir pounce-a-lot, and plays quidditch as a seeker. he has a younger sister called olympia, who attends beauxbatons by her own request.

Nicholas Galitzine as Quentin

Hannah van der Westhuysen as Olympia

[hereforyourdispleasure]

Speaking of Pan, I think Darian and that film's version of James Hook would get on. Somewhat. It'd go to shit quickly

[thsc-stuffs]

Mixing InKings and THSC characters in my brain like playing with littlest pet shops. Listen I think the two silly old Galeforces should get to play cards while lovingly rambling about their children ok. Deliah and Henry chanting "CRIME CRIME CRIME" while Caelus and Charles yell "NO". The winged ones showing off while Charles cheers in the background. Reinhold is handed an electronic, gets spooked, and accidentally completely fries the thing (it's probably Hubert's phone)

[not-poignant]

Pia, hi! This is completely out of nowhere but I know you're educated vastly about stuff like this, so maybe you could help? I've seen people use 'lesbian' as 'person attracted to nonbinary person'. A specific case I saw is 'woman, attracted to amab nonbinary masculine person, considers herself a lesbian'. Have you heard of anything like that? Does it make sense? I can't find any articles like that

Tbh I stay out of stuff like that.

It's not my place to gatekeep anyone's relationship with their identity or the terminology they're using, or what they're comfortable with using when it comes to queer stuff!

If it seems confusing, or you think 'that's not quite right' the best thing to do is stop and ask yourself: 'Is this personally hurting me in any way right now.' The answer is no. And then you just let it go, and leave it alone. I'm sure that person has heard plenty of gatekeeping about the terminology they're using already. Beyond that, it's really none of anyone's business, including yours or mine.

[greencarnation]

unfortunately i've gotten to the point where deadlines are simply suggestions. due wednesday? ah what's the harm in doing it thursday. or next week. or never. i don't like being at this point. please help

[fabulouslygaybean]

its 5am and i still can't fucking sleep

[sttoru]

fav concubine trying to top but sukuna is... sukuna so he fucks her full nelson <3

𝝑𝑒 SYNOPSIS. trying to show lord sukuna that you can indeed be on top of him in bed ends up backfiring almost immediately & results in you nearly passing out.

wc. 1.2k

tags. true form!sukuna x concubine!female reader. smut, pwp. size difference. full nelson position. degredation. objectification. mention of (almost) passing out. reader gets called ‘doll, little girl, woman.’ beta read? nope

“i can do it, my lord,” you huff stubbornly. you don’t know where you got the courage from to be so assertive tonight. maybe it’s because of sukuna’s earlier words—those mocking words that he uttered to get a rise out of you. or to see you scared, perhaps.

‘y’re gonna need to do a lot more to keep me entertained, doll. gonna get bored of ya if y’ don’t.’

the sentences repeat in your head like a never ending chant. on one hand, you know sukuna was simply trying to play with your emotions, but on the other hand, you’re afraid that there might be some truth to his words. so, you take up the challenge.

“y’ can’t do shit, little girl,” sukuna rolls his eyes as he sees you climb onto his lap. his thick thighs are spread, his broad back against the headboard of the bed.

he doesn’t even try helping you like he usually does, with his hands guiding your hips. if you’re stubborn enough to try and be on top of the king of curses out of all people, you’re going to get minimal help.

“yes i can,” you mumble with a sense of uncertainty in your voice. you’ve never really done any of this. you’re usually on the receiving end, having sukuna easily move and bend your body however he sees fit. you’ve never imagined being in his place, “just watch me, my lord.”

you’re desperate to please him. you’re scared to lose your position as his favorite. you let the words get to your head—just like sukuna expected. the fact that you’re so gullible makes him stifle a condescending laugh.

“all ‘m seeing is you struggling to ride me,” the tall man clicks his tongue and his eyes lazily watch your attempts to sink down on his two, hard and dripping cocks. the contact his leaking tips makes with your cunt is enough to make sukuna grunt.

he’s trying hard to not slam you down on him fully. he’s used to take control—too used to it. seeing you struggle to even start is making him impatient.

“i-i’ll get it eventually, my lord,” you hiccup, nervous because of the fact that you’re on top of such a huge man. he’s staring at you menacingly, all his arms crossed over his chest. your hips tremble as you slide one of his cocks into your warm pussy, both of you hissing at the direct contact.

you try to fit the other in the same hole, but you simply cannot handle it at the moment. his upper dick slips right out and bumps against your clit instead. you clumsily fumble with the same one, trying to make place for it in your cunt.

sukuna can’t hold it in anymore. having you clamping down on one of his massive cocks, his girth stretching your small canal to fit all of it to the base and your face contorting in both discomfort and pleasure is making him lose it. “this isn’t gonna work. need to fuck you properly, doll.”

you’re not even one minute in and he’s yanked your small body off his lap, forcefully turning you around until your back is pressed against his chest and your head is rolled back to rest near his shoulder. sukuna’s upper hands hold your legs up by the back of your knees. his bottom set of hands wrap around his cocks and pushes one through your sensitive cunt whilst he fists the other.

“fff— mhhh! my lord! nonono,” you tear up. partially because the sudden intrusion hurts your insides and the stretch is unexpected, but mainly because you’re scared that sukuna’s angry with you. you don’t wish to lose his interest in you, “i’m sorry, let me try again.”

the king of curses slaps your clitoris harshly after that comment of yours. “that a demand? foolish woman,” he scoffs and his hips thrust upwards against the fat of your ass. squelchy noises fill the chambers and spill outside of the room—it’s loud. the bed creaking is unmissable as well with how fast he’s pounding you.

sukuna bites into your shoulder and holds back his grunts like that. he’s relentless, drilling into your cunt so hard that you’re getting numb. your body is limp in his beefy arms and your rationality leaves your mind. you’re more than overwhelmed.

“sorry, ‘m sorry,” you whine and try to babble about something, but it’s all incoherent. you’re feeling lightheaded due to how much you’re taking of him. it feels amazing, soul ascending, but your emotions are in the way. even when you try not to show any attachment to the man you swore not to like.

sukuna ignores your pleas. his focus is on your slutty cunt swallowing every inch of his lower dick like its nothing. you’re used to it—he’s made you used to it—and somehow you’re still as tight as the first time. that and your submission to him is exciting. your adorable noises. the form of your body as it fits perfectly against his like you’re made for him.

you are made for him. your purpose is to please him, submit to him and give him what he deserves. that’s why he keeps you around.

“stop y’r whining,” sukuna grumbles. your knees are forced up against your ears and your tits are bouncing with each harsh thrust. “y’r a dumb fucking thing,” the king of curses presses down on the bottom of your stomach, increasing the pleasure for you, whilst also pleasing himself by knowing how deep you’re taking him, “do you think ‘m actually going to let you go?”

your eyes widen as sukuna picks up on your internal worries. you know there’s no hiding your feelings from him, even if you don’t talk about them to him. it’s like he can sense them. or see right through you with those piercing red eyes that leave you shivering for days.

“y’re too delicious to let go of. i don’t intend on letting anyone else get a taste of this pussy,” sukuna smirks and his tongue rolls out to lick your left ear. you gasp at the feeling and moan right after. you don’t try being quiet. you don’t care if anyone hears you. the reassurance was all you needed.

everyone around the estate knows you’re getting your guts rearranged by the same lord they serve. it’s the same routine every day.

“y’re mine,” sukuna grumbles and speeds up his thrusts until you’re seeing stars. you’re not sure if you can hold out for much longer. you can already feel your orgasm building up—and judging by sukuna’s tight grip on your thighs—he’s close to emptying himself deep inside you as well.

you try your best to keep up with everything, but your human mind can only focus on so much at once. you mumble some words in agreement as your head tilts to the side, your vision turning blurry and fuzzy, “all yours, m’lord.”

sukuna grins mischievously. he’s completely won you over. he’s got you wrapped around his finger. you’re easy, even if you think you’re the complete opposite. the skilled curse knows just what to say to make you all putty in his hands.

you’re gullible. easily manipulated. a perfect target for his mockery and teasing. that’s why he always has fun with you—whether it’d be in bed or not. his comment earlier was just to mess with you.

and expected, you walked right into his trap. you’re his favorite. his favorite to play around with. his favorite human.

“all mine. only mine.”