#hi I'm back on my bullshit

[blanketforcas]

i can stop this song at any point and it's a frame that makes me go feral. top 5 cockles moments i'll never be normal about

[pterosounds]

Chappell Roan @ House of Blues, Boston, MA - 10/15/23

[yr-obedt-cicero]

AU where the Hamilton-Burr duel was just a cardboard tube fight instead

[weswhoreland]

let’s get it over and just get naked

wes borland x gn!reader

792 words explicit read on ao3

You flew out to surprise Wes for the weekend.

It’s been a few weeks since you’ve seen each other. As much as you two hate it, sometimes your schedules just don’t line up. You both have obligations, commitments, responsibilities. But as much as you two have missed each other, you’ve found ways to cope. Midnight phone calls (full of I love yous and I can't wait to see yous, among things more explicit) have become your love language. But really, nothing can compare to being in the same room.

The second you’re in the hotel room your lips are on each other. This has been on your mind ever since you surprised him backstage. As engrossed as you were in the music and the energy of the show, you couldn’t wait to get Wes alone. You aren’t a jealous person, but to have his full attention on you and only you? Nothing compares to it. It's the best kind of drug.

You're so proud of him, you really are. Wes is living his dream, performing for thousands of people each night. But sometimes? Sometimes, you just want him to yourself.

Your back is pressed against the wall as Wes kisses you. His hands run down your frame and grip your hips roughly. He’s eager. Clearly, he’s been thinking about this. And you’ve been starving for him too. There are some things that your hand between your legs at home just can’t satisfy. And with Wes’s weight pressed against you so completely? Well, that fact comes rushing back to you.

You're so lost in him that you nearly miss it when he speaks.

“You missed me, (Y/N)?”

You know this man well. He wants to hear you say it. Wes is a tease. He likes to get you riled up before giving you what you want. No matter how desperate he is for you, he likes to keep you waiting.

“You know I did,” you reply.

Clearly, it's the answer Wes was looking for. That world famous shit-eating grin is back. As infuriating as he is sometimes, you can't deny that he's adorable. Somehow, that simultaneously flusters and pisses you off.

"I don't believe you."

This fucking man. Well, two can play at this game. You may be under Wes's spell, but that doesn't mean you don't know his weaknesses. This close you can feel him through his jeans, pressing against your thigh. You reach between your bodies, cupping his clothed cock. "You know I missed you," you tease. “Looks like you did too.”

The little sigh he lets out is borderline beautiful. God, you have missed this man. This beautiful, amazing, infuriating man.

"That's not fair," Wes says, breathless but grinning. He isn't fooling you, though. His hips press ever so slightly forward, rutting himself further against your palm.

'I don't believe you.' Yeah right.

"Oh yeah?" You reply. You pop the button on his jeans, slip your hand just beneath the waistline. You find him easily enough, wrapping your fingers around him. For a moment you think he's going to say something, some kind of smart ass comment, but enough purposeful strokes of his cock has never failed to shut him up. Clearly, it's working. Wes's lips part, a shuddering breath escaping him. As much as you love it, you have your own mission here. As abruptly as you began, you withdraw your hand.

You wear your sweetest smile as you look up at him. "That's what you get for teasing me."

Wes looks desperate now. He's looking at you with wide eyes, clearly wanting more. Still, it doesn't take more than a moment for that stupid grin to come back. "Last I heard, you weren't complaining."

If it was any other time, you'd roll your eyes. Wes motherfucking Borland. Of course he always has something to say. You aren't complaining, sure, but you're here to get what you want. All you want is to feel him inside you. You want him to fill you completely, to fuck you until you're breathless and begging. You want him. It won’t be long until you’ll have to leave again. You’ll have to go home and leave Wes behind. You'll return to your routine of late night calls and quick, stolen visits with him. Maybe it's selfish to want him home so badly, but you can't help it. It's never enough.

But tonight, you can forget about that for a few hours. Because right now, none of that matters. What matters is you, Wes, and this fucking bed. Tonight he's yours, and you plan to remind him.

"Shut up and fuck me, asshole."

And with the way he looks at you in that moment, you know you'll get what you want.

[podcastenthusiast]

Sometimes I listen to the Old Witch Sleep and the Good Man Grace and as you do I think about Jaskier composing it at Kaer Morhen.

The first part of the song has this really soft, simple-sounding guitar (I dunno shit about music but it sounds like maybe 2-3 chords?) and his voice is quiet, tentative, a little sad. I imagine Jaskier with his new lute; he doesn't know yet if his burnt hands can still play like they used to. Honestly he's afraid to find out.

But he knows he has to sing to help the elves, the witchers, everyone. And he also knows that if he doesn't finish this particular song it's likely to tear him apart. For a while it hurts to strum even the simplest melody, which is only a little better than the numbness and weakness he'd feared. Still, anything more complex is impossible to play.

Yennefer reminds him that even with magic it will take time for his hands to heal (adding that she'll learn to play the damn lute herself if he doesn't fully recover). Ciri shows off her new fencing calluses with pride and that reminds him it will take time to develop his own again, too.

It does get better. Everything does. He sings, he heals, he plays the lute until his confidence returns. He tells the story of the Seven, of course. He tries, in his small way, to make things right.

It takes a long time but when he finally finishes the Old Witch Sleep and the Good Man Grace, a song that's just for him and no one else, it feels like exorcising a spirit from his body.

Geralt--having overheard it because this is a witcher fortress full of witchers--looks at him like he's seeing Jaskier for the very first time.

[greaseonmymouth]

this idiosyncrasy (5548 words) by nerakrose Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Daredevil (TV) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Matt Murdock & Franklin "Foggy" Nelson, Matt Murdock/Franklin "Foggy" Nelson Additional Tags: Pre-Relationship, this is a light hearted fic about friendship and penises, dick-touching, belated teenage homosocial bonding, they aren't teenagers they are just doing teenage things as adults for Reasons, the Reasons are Foggy is a softie, I think you could make an argument that this is a getting together fic, set after Foggy found out Matt is Daredevil but before the pesky Plot and Drama, alternatively it's set in an alternative universe where there is No Plot and Drama, where does the line go between extremely close friendship and extremely close romantic friendship, I don't know and neither do Matt and Foggy, Non-Sexual Intimacy, Bonding, Fluff and Humor

Summary:

New York City is incredibly loud, but right now it’s as if a hush has descended over the two of them. The plan forming in Foggy’s mind crystallises.

“Oh, Matty. Do you want to go upstairs and compare dicks?”

[edgar-allan-possum]

[picturesofashe]

[sydneighsays]

The Magnus protocol has awakened something unholy back up in me

Not that Jon being my favorite isn't unholy in the first place

[jonsaremembers]

Wait a god damn minute.

Does that mean that he tweeted THIS from the fucking hospital?

[noswordinourlake]

I feel like Shen Jiu was a "robes with necklines up to the chin, five thousand layers" sort of dresser for sure for any number of choose your tragic backstory reasons (scars, social armor etc) though my headcanon is this man MUST have had wild nerve damage—on top of what childhood malnutrition will do to you, whatever went down at Qiu Manor plus all his Qi deviations have to have toasted his nervous system. Which also means toasted thermoregulation! An icicle of a man

All of this is lead up to say I do think a lot about the mass hysteria that must have resulted the first time Shen Yuan got to commission new robes for himself as SQQ. Since he didn't know why the maiden aunt aesthetic I'm sure he chose robes that showed his NECK. Possibly some collarbone. Do you think Yue Qingyuan fainted

[uneasyallyofthebody]

E + G 💘

[undeaddrabble]

[ministarfruit]

straya outfit swap

[tobi-smp]

you know, with hindsight now what it is I really do think a more literal reading of c!techno's chat would have helped his characterization a Lot

and mind you, this was originally intended to be the case, and very well may have been intended all along even if it wasn't usually emphasized within the lore

and don't get me wrong, I Get why it fell out of favor within the fandom. it coincides with a Very storied ableist trope that demonizes DID and disorders adjacent to it, and Can be spoken about in a way that is essentially indistinguishable from it depending on the word choice.

but the thing is ! not only does it not Have to be an allegory for DID, I straight up don't think it is At All.

because we Know what it's an allegory for. It's His Chat. there's technoblade playing the game, and there's the thousands of people watching with expectations and wants that he's compelled to meet (or, at the very least, pacify through Entertainment).

and this makes much Much more sense when conceived of as Supernatural. be that spirits, gods, demons, or anything that could fill that role. separate entities that, for whatever reason, only techno can sense the presence of and be affected by.

and of course, to an extent this is true for all creators. everyone had an audience that they were meant to entertain and the choices they made were influenced by that fact.

but technoblade came in with a Very distinct set of expectations that heavily impacted the choices he was Expected to make and the kinds of stories that he could tell. he was more or less a living legend in real life just as much as he was in roleplay, and these things were inherently connected.

and it's like !

when c!technoblade says he was peer pressured into killing tubbo at the red festival he Is technically talking about what happened within the roleplay. schlatt was demanding it from him, there's a sort of pressure there. but schlatt was also the dictator they were set to kill, and techno has never had any trouble fighting people he considered a dictator before, and certainly not Schlatt of all people.

but he WAS being peer pressured By His Audience. by thousands of people, most of which were demanding blood Because It Was The Expectation, because it'd be Fun.

out of universe technoblade made the decision he thought would be the most Entertaining, and he was right! consistently he made choices that would let him do the most bombastic Spectacles possible. And It's Great. he's Excellent at pulling dramatics and making a compelling scene that give other people room to work off of. in that sense I'd consider techno an Excellent actor, and I have to imagine that he was fun to work with.

the problem is when you then have to justify it from an in character perspective, grounded in those mushy things like Feelings with characters that can be traumatized and sustain lasting damage, Especially Without acknowledging the out of character incentive.

mind you, it's not Impossible to Create a backstory that could justify it. why a character as consistently powerful and feared as technoblade would feel pressured to kill an ally by someone he not only Can kill but Wanted To Kill. why a character as seemingly secure and in control as technoblade would lash out the way that he does to perceived betrayal, and yet consistently puts no weight onto having killed and permanently scarred an ally that trusted him.

what that'd need is tragedy. a storied history of being hurt and having to survive. building up To an untouchable god from a much much more vulnerable position. Long Lasting trauma that's lead to this deep insecurity and paranoia. and that's Possible and that's Compelling.

but it's just not in the text.

not only did we never learn basically Anything that c!technoblade was up to pre-series, we actually know Less by the end than when we started because of the sbi retconning.

it's a Theoretically Possible interpretation that's technically never Contradicted by canon, but would have to be created by scratch. it's a compelling idea for a fan fic (and one I'd like to read) and it's compelling for a theoretical recontextualization of the character, but it's just not In The Text.

meanwhile, we have the video above.

we have the Objective Fact that technoblade's decision making was often subject to the rule of cool (very Very effectively) to entertain his audience.

and most compellingly, these concepts Don't Need To Be Separate. in fact, in my opinion they're Stronger when you put them together.

because the thing is. it's Difficult to imagine techno as ever being in a vulnerable position. he is just Objectively more powerful than everyone else on the server, both in real life And within the lore. How could he have ever been afraid when he was stronger than anyone and everyone combined? when we saw with our own eyes that techno could face nearly the whole server at once and win.

but he Is a tragic character, at least he's meant to be. and that tragedy makes much Much more sense as something Inward.

technoblade as a character who Needs connection, who Needs stability, who Needs security, who Needs friendship and community and Love. but Lashes Out, Obliterates to the core of the earth, because of something that's not only out of his control but that other people Cannot Understand.

how do you explain to a child that you killed their best friend because a chorus of the undead called for his blood and you (in all the glory that he'd idolized) were unable to do anything but comply? how do you explain to that child that you beat him senseless in a pit as the restless dead jeered and laughed?

That's interesting. That's Compelling.

technoblade is idolized like a god, feared like a force of nature, and in an instant cut himself off from nearly everyone who'd considered him an ally. and that seems to be a pattern, over and over and over again. he's left isolated, and in return he faces retaliation, and in return he's always Waiting for retaliation.

and what do you say to someone who wants to kill you for being a monster? that it's Fine Actually because you only did what you did because you have a curse that compels you to? that the supernatural guided you to destroy their homes and kill their people? (rip jack manifold you will be missed)?

That Doesn't Quite Help Your Case.

technoblade as someone who is beholden to this literal cycle of violence and Loses those things that could ground him, community, stability, People, as a result. who Tries to overcome this very fact (to become a better person, in his own words as per the clip above), but is pulled back into it as a consequence of his own actions.

that's a tragedy !! that Makes Sense. that allows him to be Both this force of nature that other characters have to survive And A Person Who Is Hurt By The Same Conflict.

"I'm a person!" that fear of dehumanization makes So So Much More Sense when you see technoblade as someone who Already fears himself. who fears being a monster, who fears losing control, who has faced isolation again and again and again.

and, importantly, it doesn't have to be anyone else's Fault.

by making the source both Internal and Completely External (something that none of the other characters have any awareness or control over), you can Have techno as a tragic character without demonizing anyone else Or erasing the impact that c!techno had on them.

and in that sense, it Can be an allegory for mental illness, but not in that direct "oooooh how scary he hears voices" kind of way that people fear it looks. but in that sometimes people Will do things that can hurt others while not feeling in control. anger and mania and paranoia, things that you can't always Control and yet that impact that you have on other people still Matters.

and the answer to that is, often, vulnerability and accountability.

I think a lot about technoblade isolating himself so near entirely from the rest of the server, and slowly gathering a support system Back by the end. and I Really Do think that framing of it through this lens is a Very impactful way of breaking it down.

tubbo, tommy, wilbur, ranboo, niki, I think they'd All understand not feeling in control. lashing out, maybe even feeling justified in the moment, but hurting people they care about and furthering their own isolation.

There's Something There, and it's already In The Text. it just needs to be expanded on.

and why not do that ourselves now?

[sweetbunpura]

Rollo, walks up to Yuu: Lady Homura.

Yuu: Yo?

Rollo: Do you have a religion?

Yuu, raises an eyebrow: That's a loaded question to ask. Why?

Rollo: Pity. I was going to try and contact Heaven.

Yuu: ...Why?

Rollo, covers his mouth with his handkerchief and looks off to the side: To tell them that one of their angels appears to be missing...

Yuu: .... *realizes what he just did* Did you just?

Rollo, leaves: I must be going now.

Yuu, smiles: Rolls.

Rollo, pauses and looks at her:

Yuu: Then I'm going to have to confess that I've sinned and I'm looking at the cause of it.

Rollo: ... *face goes red as he scurries away*