#just a though i had

[offthethirlwall]

just thinking about passenger princess!reader who's wearing a skirt without panties x driver!Anakin who rubs her clit every chance he gets.

[buubonita]

Dreamtale´s twins empathy

Some people translate the empathic abilities of twins to senses such as smell or sight, which I think is great, because it encourages this idea that they perceive the world in a completely different way than other living beings.

"The sound of a broken heart, the color of sadness"

In particular, I really like to highlight the almost divine nature that Dream and Nightmare have and how this directly impacts their relationships and interactions with the rest, because it inevitably does. Nightmare, at least following his canon, cannot express any genuine or "healthy" positive emotions because it goes against the whole sense of existence, although this is a bit more complex because just as Dream can experience sadness, Nightmare can experience happiness, But unlike this and according to the creator of Dreamtale herself, Corrupted Nightmare is "a thing" that moves by instinct and Dream is his own person with convictions and aspirations.

Dream is the incarnation of something ethereal and beautiful, whose aura is not as aggressive as that of Nigthmare but the way he looks imposes a lot on others. Although I like to joke that he is cute, I think that idea is totally present in the construction of his character. He has to be pretty, pleasant to look at, the light that dazzles you.

I also think Nightmare has that mysticism, but his purpose is not to dazzle, so you could call him ugly even. He imposes himself in a different way, like an uncomfortable sensation that stalks you, like that silhouette that peeks out from the edge of your gaze.

[im-a-regular-joe]

LISTEN UP HAZBIN FANS

Hear me out. Mammon own Alastors soul.

OK. ok let me explain.

Exibit A- Mimzy

Look really close at that tattoo. Got a good look? Now where have you seen that before? Was it here?

Now I want you to remember the end of Alastor and Mimzy's friendship. Now imagine that happening but replace Mimzy with Niftty or Rosie or Zestiel. Does it look wrong to you? It does to me.

I feel like there realashionship was strictly curcumstantial. Like they wouldn't be friends if they didn't need too. They parted so easily and it look like they both were able to accept it quite quickly.

Exhbit B - Colors and Emblems

Here we see Angel and Val. Val own Angels soul as we all know. Whenever the deal between them is brought up. Pink appears. Pink smoke, Pink chains ect. This might me me over analysing but Angel Dust and Valentino have a single gold tooth and they are both in the the same spot.

Now look at Alastor when he brings up his deal. His deal with Husk.

And the deal he made himself with, (I suspect Mammon)

In both of these example the color assosiated with respective people is the same.

Alastor in every scene is fully covered. NO skin exposed. In the scene where Sir Pentious rips his coat ad gets angry. I think he is hiding something. Maybe a certain tattoo?

So who else has a green color sheme and green electrical charges in full demon form? The Prince of Greed himself.

3. Mammons attitude

As the lowest class in hell I think the Imps are already indept to serve all the other cretures in hell espessially the overlords and the sins.

SO imagine fizz as a sinner and not an imp. I am 10000% sure that they would be in a Angel and Val type deal but theres no need for that.

Mammon also talks alot about smiling. He is in the entertainment industry.

Before the clown show Mammon tells Fizz

"Smile, Fizzie. The Smile is what they like to see from ya."

Who else talks about smiling constantly and is a master of the art

Alastor.

I do have a feeling that the stitches are not in the proper formation to be what forces Alastor to smile but rather to to keep him from speaking about somthing. Thats a threory for another day.

but lastly biblically Greed is probbally the most powerful sin. Pride may rule hell but greed causes it to thrive.

The indian cree proverb. "You can't eat money." Means you can't get enough. SO you have to keep going with it.

And thats why I think Al could have made a deal with Satan or another sin but he chose Mammon because they are both greedy.

Mammon for Fame and money and Alastor for power.

But hey thats just a theory.....

A film theory ( hehehe I had too)

[hypertic]

I always forget Beatrice isn’t just a skilled warrior, but also has the scars to prove it. Like her body is covered in so many scars of so many different fights and pains and types of injury.

So I picture Ava tracing each and every one of them while Beatrice sleeps, wondering how many of those are because of her. During training or trying to protect her, how many has she caused?

[theeblackmedusa]

i apologize for this in advance but...

attuma is a mutant right? and everything is enhanced for him. what if (and this is the part i apologize for) he can smell everything too? he's trying to focus on fighting okoye and she keeps landing hits on him because he can't fucking concentrate because of the way she smells. i imagine she smells like something warm, maybe vanilla or amber or something and he's so obsessed. one time they fight and he cuts a piece of cloth from her clothing and picks it up before he leaves to go back to Talokan and he keeps it on the table next to his bed, letting the scent hit him and his eyes roll back because it's just so fucking good and it's her and this piece of cloth is the closest thing he'll get to having her.

let's say one day namora's captured her and calls attuma in to see "the gift" she got for namor because it would probably thrill namor to have the leverage of wakanda's best warrior held captive. attuma sees okoye and loses it, snaps at namora about how she practically just waged war (and as much as he loved fighting his warrior, he knew it wouldn't always be him she went up against if there was a true war between their people and that she may actually end up hurt or worse), and gets ready to leave while yelling to free "the wakandan" (as if he didn't go and find out his perfect warrior's name), but he stops in his tracks because he smells her. but this time it's different. it's not the warm scent of her lotion or perfume. it's sweeter and he turns to namora.

"you didn't," he says as if it's a warning.

"it was the only way to calm her," namora says.

turns out namora had exposed okoye to one of their sex plants and she'd gone absolutely feral.

"it's you," she tells him with a smirk, hoping to get his reaction. "she keeps mumbling about you"

attuma swears in their language and sighs, trying his best not to inhale the scent coming from okoye practically dripping wet and muttering his name (because she made it a point to find out exactly who he was as well).

"keep her here tonight. do nothing to harm her. do you understand?'

namora nods, eyebrow raising suspiciously at him. she'd noticed the way he kept tracing his fingers over the cuts and bruises okoye left any time they fought.

"free her at first light."

attuma wishes he could stay there and watch over her, but he just can't take the scent of her sweet cunt soaking for him, so he has to walk away. however the second he gets back to his quarters, he's holding that piece of fabric up to his nose and bucking his hips into his hand because he just can't take it anymore. he spends the whole night like that, the sound of her whispering his name playing on a loop in his head.

[zaphodbeeblebroxssecondhead]

An Odd Jeeves Observation

So, in the short story where Bertie explains how Jeeves came to work for him (I forgot it's dashed name, but it's in 'Carry On, Jeeves'), Jeeves just shows up on his doorstep and says he came from the valet agency or wherever. And Bertie just kind of accepts that that's the truth.

So, may I propose that Jeeves actually *isn't* a valet? He could be a spy, a murderer, a thief...we don't *know*. I know he's a member of the Junior Ganymede, but it's a club, and you can get into pretty much anywhere if you're good enough. So my point is, Jeeves could be anyone.

I don't know why I'm posting this, but it was geniunely one of my first thoughts upon reading that story, so I just sort of wondered if it had occurred to anyone else?

[trashcanflagic]

What if...

What if when Grian was put in witness protection after Yandere High School, he had been given a new name, Xelqua? What if the person who gave it to him was a Watcher who had taken an interest in him, choosing to follow him? What if he had been given a grave with the name Grian on it? What if none of the Hermits knew, not even Pearl, as by the time Evo started it was safe for him and Taurtis to go by their original names? What if Etho was the only one to know because he lived in Japan and saw a grave with the name Grian? What if that was why he reacted strangely to meeting Grian the first time because to him, Grian was dead?

[just-a-shark333]

The other day I saw a vnc x bsd crossover au and I had a thought about it

Would Bram be able to turn a (vnc)vampire into a (bsd)vampire??

[overtrred28]

Welcome home kiss | Emily Prentiss x GN!Reader

Pairings: Emily Prentiss x GN!reader

Summary: Emily’s return to the BAU brings some deep emotions to the surface

Warnings: swearing, use of a cigarette, mentions of a slight ED

Words; 1.1k

No one is permitted to steal, copy, or reblog my work as their own!!

Not my gif. @leightonxmurray​ 

Read the prequel here; “Goodbye my lover...”

“Meeting table. Now.” Aaron Hotchner walked into the BAU office for the first time in months, bypassing your desk.

“When the hell did you get here?” You asked as you followed the booming voice in the previously silent room, getting up from the desk and started walking with him. 

“Not now Y/L/N.” Hotch shook his head as he walked up the stairs towards the room.

“Okay then. Nice beard though.” You continued following him, confused on the situation, taking your normal seat next to Penelope and waited.

“Welcome back.” Derek looked to Hotch as he filtered in with JJ and Rossi behind him.

“Thanks. Everybody have a seat.” JJ walked around to stand with Hotch, confusing you even more.

“Why? What's going on? Everything all right?” Derek questioned, standing opposed to Hotch and JJ. 

 “7 months ago I made a decision that affected this team. As you all know, Emily had lost a lot of blood after her fight with Doyle. But the doctors were able to stabilise her.” Your heart begin to pound in your chest, Hotch’s words barely registering in your mind as he continued.

“And she was airlifted from Boston to Bethesda under a covert exfiltration. Her identity was strictly need-to-know. And she stayed there until she was well enough to travel. She was reassigned to Paris where she was given several identities, none of which we had access to for her security.” 

“What are you saying Hotch?” You looked up from your spot on the table, looking him in the eye.

“She’s alive?” Penelope piped up, Hotch stayed silent with his arms crossed.

“But we buried her.” Spencer’s quiet, broken voice echoed through the room.

“I watched her die in my arms.” You whispered, images from that awful night plague your mind, sending you into a spiral of pain. Small tears of sadness, anger and betrayal pool in your eyes.

“As I said, I take full responsibility for the decision. If anyone has any issues, they should be directed toward me.” Hotch finally spoke up again. 

You placed your head in your hands, shaking it trying to make sense of the situation. 

“Any issues? Yeah I got issues!” Derek shouted at Hotch, feeling the same emotions as yourself and the other team members. 

People slowly turned their heads towards the door, the sound of heels heard walking up the hall.

“Oh, my god.” Penelope spoke softly from beside you, causing you to lift your head, slowly turning towards the door. 

Emily Prentiss stands in the doorway, alive and making eye contact with you. Mind riddled with confusion, sadness and anger, you pick yourself up and walk out the back doorway and down the stairs towards the glass door, walking out. The team all look towards you but are too stunned with the arrival of the thought dead woman to do anything. 

As the rest of the team reunite with Emily, you make your way towards your secret spot on the roof, forgetting how cold it can be, especially when you don’t have a jacket on. You did manage to remember to bring your new coping mechanism, a cigarette and a lighter.

Moments later the door can be heard opening. Not turning your head towards the door, you can still feel the familiar presence of someone.

“Well that’s new.” Emily points towards the lit cigarette in your hand.

“Well a lot can happen in seven months.” You take another puff, avoiding eye contact as Emily finds a seat next to you, wrapping a jacket around your cold shoulders. “Thanks.” You mutter softly.

Moments pass before Emily speaks again. “I’m sorry. Utterly and completely sorry for what I did to you.” Emily shuffles to face your shoulder. You take a final puff before putting it out on the ground with you shoe. Facing you eyes to the sky, you sniffle, tears fall down your cheeks slowly.

“I watched you fucking die in my arms Emily.” You turn to face the other woman now. “Saying sorry will never be enough to fix that, and I know you will try, and I am willing to try. But, that. That was the worst day of my life. A-and then I was expected to just go ahead and bury you and move on with my life! How am I supposed to do that! H-how is anyone supposed to do that when they lose the love of their life?” You stand up and run your hands through your hair.

“I had no choice my love.” Emily looks up to you. “JJ, Hotch  and I all decided that’s what was best for me and the team. Even if that meant I had to hide from you for a little while.” 

 “A little while? Those were the worst seven months of my entire life. I-I couldn’t sleep, I couldn’t work, I couldn’t eat, I ended up in the hospital because I was malnourished. And if Garcia hadn’t come to check up on me that night…” You trail off and shake your head. Both of you were now crying, Emily takes a step closer to you and softly holds your cold hands. 

“Baby… I am so sorry.” She slowly moves closer and attempt to wrap her arms around your shaking frame. You immediately latch onto Emily harder than ever, never wanting to let go.

“Don’t ever leave me again. Ever. I can’t take it.” You muffle inter her shoulder, gripping tighter with every breath.

“I would never dream of it my darling.” You hold on two each other for what feels like an eternity until you both feel a buzz in your pockets.

Can you love birds please come back down so we can deal with Doyle? Love you both xoxox - Garcia

You both chuckle at the message and slowly let go of each other, resulting in a hand hold as you make your way towards the roof door. You pull it open and get away from the coldness.

“You grew out your bangs.” You point out as you walk down together.

“Do you not like it?” Emily smiles lightly.

“Not really. I much prefer your pretty face with bangs.” Emily laughs and nods her head, taking in the advice. “I also find bangs HIGHLY attractive, if you hadn’t noticed already.”

“Is that so?” Emily raises her brows as you bite your lip and nod your head. “Well, I guess I’m going to have to fix that if I wish for a welcome home kiss, won’t I?”

“Wellll, I guess you could get one now.” You both pause at the bottom step before the door, turning to face each other. Emily smiles at you, placing her hands on your hips, pulling you closer. You place both your hands on either side of her face, moving her closer to you. 

Your lips finally touch for the first time in over seven months and it’s like the first time all over again. It’s like magic is flowing through you, bringing you back together. This is the happiest you’ve ever been.

———————————��——————————————

[hoodjam]

I know it’s for giggles to say toji is “broke & homeless” but realistically I think he’d be rich 😭 all those bounties he collects, he’d definitely has some coins 😩

[juiceboxerr]

do you think the whole shinazugawa family (minus the dad) is together, or that genya is just with his mom because he died like a demon would, while sanemi is with the rest of their siblings .

[longstoryshqrt]

big hands? and for what, Michael? to grab other men’s waists?

[wearerandomlyyours]

TG: Maverick shower thought:

Despite clearly being portrayed as the hard-ass superior, Cyclone is pretty okay with most of Maverick's shenanigans. He only gets really pissed off when Mav breaks the hard deck, but concedes to the lowered hard deck request pretty fast. He doesn't even get super angry when Mav defied his direct order and stole a multi-million dollar piece of military hardware, just decides that Mav is the best and possibly the only choice for the mission. This leads me to my own, personal Cyclone headcanon:

Ice told Cyclone that Maverick does his best work when motivated by spite and he just ran with it.

[rose-olly]

Do you ever just fall head over heels for a character you've just known about for a while and can't go at least a second without getting all giggly and shit?

I'M LOOKING AT YOU MIZU(still love ya tho)

[anthraxattacker]

don’t they say that the only way to escape abuse is to either leave, die, or stay? i think it’s clear that roman finally got out, shiv stayed, and now kendall has metaphorically (and maybe literally) been left to die.

[cassieuncaged]

Penises don’t have to be 8 feet long and a foot wide to be valid and pleasurable btw. I think some of yall need a reminder 👀