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[dontbotherwiththepronunciation]

Ahhh I want to ask about all of these! But don't feel pressured to answer all- or any if it's too overwhelming :) (Also these are such great titles)

and then, up above, the blinding sun

decapitate me like one of your wildling girls

Dog eats dog.

rib rip

The past is a grotesque animal

They will take their grievances with them; to their graves

Tiberius my poor little son of a bitch

Again, thank you. This is very kind. Embarrassing, but sweet.

and then, up above, the blinding sun A continuation of another thing I wrote a little more than a year ago. Basically, it's Jeyne P reuniting with some people who seem to have played (in my opinion) interesting roles in her storyline, that is Arya, Walda, Sansa, Sandor and Beth + her relationship with Theon, this time more resentful, but still loving. The political plot lacks credibility and most of the relationships are conflicting. I know most of us want Jeyne to have a happy ending, often pictured with Theon or Sansa, but I think that she has the right to feel very conflicted about those two persons in particular and could eventually develop some misplaced anger. A friend has been reading it and she said it felt a bit like a coming-of-age story.

decapitate me like one of your wildling girls Stupid name for my take on Jon meeting and intending to behead Theon, but narrated and witnessed through Qarl the Maid (who isn't very fond of Theon but knows Asha loves him), Alysane Mormont (who also doesn't like Theon but is concerned about "Arya's" wellbeing ) and Justin Massey (who feels ambivalent but thinks keeping Theon alive might be useful). The three POVs are supposed to try to advocate for Jon to pardon Theon, but it's difficult when the only attachment they feel to that cause is as a proxy for other affections/political plans.

Dog eats dog. Character study type of thing about characters associated to dogs who are somehow involved in Theon's narrative. I don't know how to explain this very well but I just really love how the dog theme plays so ambiguously in ASOIAF's northern/Theon plot. On the one hand, you have Ramsay who has been referred to as a "Mad dog" and seems to want to spread this diagnosis by hunting and raping women and then also letting them be practically reborn as hounds that will perpetuate that circle of violence. You have him incorporating Theon & Jeyne into his bitches, Jeyne's life is saved both times by people who have dog imagery associated with them, Theon beheads Farlen, the kennel master, only to then be made to sleep with the dogs and also remark on Ramsay's kennel master, Ben Bones, in a somewhat sympathetic way and there is even more. So essentially, character study fanfics about Farlen, Palla, Ramsay's girls, Ben Bones, Jeyne, Sandor and Theon.

rib rip I feel like I'll get in trouble for this one, so I want to clarify: I DO NOT WANT THIS TO HAPPEN IN CANON AT ALL. With that said it's about Jeyne dying from her broken ribs on the way to the Wall. Theon's story already has a lot of women suffering for the sake of his narrative and I wouldn't want to add even more of that, but I wrote this while mourning and it was somewhat cathartic.

The past is a grotesque animal TheonJeyne (interpretative dynamic) and Theon's paranoia over not confronted guilt, all the things that lead to his downfall and Jeyne not knowing any of it, but beginning to show curiosity. Mild psychological horror over fear of abandonment.

They will take their grievances with them; to their graves Barbrey, her grey-eyed lords, her centaurs, and her fellow wannabe starks through the years. Just her life. Those big semi-biographical one-shots that are just a large character study with a bunch of headcanons camouflaged as a fanfic.

Tiberius my poor little son of a bitch I think I mentioned how GRRM based Stannis of Tiberius, but Tiberius is a much darker character. After the only two people whom he felt loved by (his brother Drusus and his wife Vipsania) are separated from him, he becomes despicable and ruins every single other relationship in his life. This is supposed to be about three other people who actually loved him, even if he became a monster, and were pushed aside by him. His mother, Livia, whom he begrudged for having pushed him into becoming emperor and suspected to have killed Drusus. He refused to see her on her deathbed. His son, Castor, whom he resented for reminding him of Vipsania and refused to listen to him about Sejanus (who was planning a coup against Tiberius). Castor is poisoned by Sejanus after being rejected and mocked by his father. His nephew, Germanicus, Tiberius' true and loyal military commander, whom he envies terribly because he is extremely popular while Tiberius is hated. His envy turns into paranoia into plotting and allowing his death.

[hinamie]

mentor

[inkskinned]

the thing is that they're so fascinated by sex, they love sex, they can't imagine a world without sex - they need sex to sell things, they need sex to be part of their personality, they need sex to prove their power - but they hate sex. they are disgusted by it.

sex is the only thing that holds their attention, and it is also the thing that can never be discussed directly.

you can't tell a child the normal names for parts of their body, that's sexual in nature, because the body isn't a body, it's a vessel of sex. it doesn't matter that it's been proven in studies (over and over) that kids need to know the names of their genitals; that they internalize sexual shame at a very young age and know it's 'dirty' to have a body; that it overwhelmingly protects children for them to have the correct words to communicate with. what matters is that they're sexual organs. what matters is that it freaks them out to think about kids having body parts - which only exist in the context of sex.

it's gross to talk about a period or how to check for cancer in a testicle or breast. that is nasty, illicit. there will be no pain meds for harsh medical procedures, just because they feature a cervix.

but they will put out an ad of you scantily-clad. you will sell their cars for them, because you have abs, a body. you will drip sex. you will ooze it, like a goo. like you were put on this planet to secrete wealth into their open palms.

they will hit you with that same palm. it will be disgusting that you like leather or leashes, but they will put their movie characters in leather and latex. it will be wrong of you to want sexual freedom, but they will mark their success in the number of people they bed.

they will crow that it's inappropriate for children so there will be no lessons on how to properly apply a condom, even to teens. it's teaching them the wrong things. no lessons on the diversity of sexual organ growth, none on how to obtain consent properly, none on how to recognize when you feel unsafe in your body. if you are a teenager, you have probably already been sexualized at some point in your life. you will have seen someone also-your-age who is splashed across a tv screen or a magazine or married to someone three times your age. you will watch people pull their hair into pigtails so they look like you. so that they can be sexy because of youth. one of the most common pornography searches involves newly-18 young women. girls. the words "barely legal," a hiss of glass sand over your skin.

barely legal. there are bills in place that will not allow people to feel safe in their own bodies. there are people working so hard to punish any person for having sex in a way that isn't god-fearing and submissive. heteronormative. the sex has to be at their feet, on your knees, your eyes wet. when was the first time you saw another person crying in pornography and thought - okay but for real. she looks super unhappy. later, when you are unhappy, you will close your eyes and ignore the feeling and act the role you have been taught to keep playing. they will punish the sex workers, remove the places they can practice their trade safely. they will then make casual jokes about how they sexually harass their nanny.

and they love sex but they hate that you're having sex. you need to have their ornamental, perfunctory, dispassionate sex. so you can't kiss your girlfriend in the bible belt because it is gross to have sex with someone of the same gender. so you can't get your tubes tied in new england because you might change your mind. so you can't admit you were sexually assaulted because real men don't get hurt, you should be grateful. you cannot handle your own body, you cannot handle the risks involved, let other people decide that for you. you aren't ready yet.

but they need you to have sex because you need to have kids. at 15, you are old enough to parent. you are not old enough to hear the word fuck too many times on television.

they are horrified by sex and they never stop talking about it, thinking about it, making everything unnecessarily preverted. the saying - a thief thinks everyone steals. they stand up at their podiums and they look out at the crowd and they sign a bill into place that makes sexwork even more unsafe and they stand up and smile and sign a bill that makes gender-affirming care illegal and they get up and they shrug their shoulders and write don't say gay and they get up, and they make the world about sex, but this horrible, plastic vision of it that they have. this wretched, emotionless thing that holds so much weight it's staggering. they put their whole spine behind it and they push and they say it's normal!

this horrible world they live in. disgusted and also obsessed.

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

dnp are so much worse than we could ever be. they bully us for being like omg they touched and then sit there screaming and giggling and kicking their feet because omg dan helped phil sort his fringe out in 2015 that’s soooo sweet!1!!1!!!!! 😭😭😭 omg did you see how they communicated without words?? 😱 they are so in tune with each other they have such a powerful connection 🥹🥰😆 so cute how dan was looking out for phil soulmate shit fr 🥺 let’s watch it again 😝😍🤣😵🤭🫨 like shut the fuck up?? fucking phannies?? you’re so embarrassing??

[seiwas]

cw: pro-hero bakugo, reader has boobs, kind of explicit/nsfw? idk i describe boobs, reader is smaller and shorter than bakugo, unedited sawry

bakugo's muscle tee looks as ill-fitting as it'll ever be draped over you.

there are reasons for this, perfectly founded and logical reasons for why that is—the main one being that, it's, well, his; two, maybe even three sizes larger than what it should be to fit you properly.

but, he can't stop staring, and there are reasons for that too—the main one being that, it's his, and yet, the only way he can ever imagine it now is when it's being worn by you.

your hips sway to the song you've been humming for the past five minutes. it's the same one, the chorus on a perpetual loop. he's sure it's the only part you know; you do this often enough that it's the only part he knows now, too.

the hem of his tee hits right at the top of your thighs, concealing just enough to tease, but he’s confident that if you reach up even the slightest bit for the cupboard overhead, there'll be nothing to hide.

he feels a little bit like a creep like this, watching as he stands in the middle of your shared living room, but it's impossible too look away—you've got to be doing this on purpose, right?

heat flares inside of him when you turn your body ever so slightly, the armhole of his muscle tee large enough to give him the clearest view of skin—

he gulps.

it's smooth, sloping just right; the side view of your under boob curves into its perfect shape and he can imagine it, feel—

(is this considered perving if he's been with you for years?)

the pan in front of you sizzles as you plop in god knows what. you pour in something from the side and wait, one hand propped on the hip you pop out. then, you pick up the pan, attempting to flip what's inside (probably a pancake, now that he thinks about it).

it’s hard to focus on what you’re cooking though, especially when all he sees is plump flesh jiggling, bouncing as you further agitate the pan.

he just got the pants of this suit readjusted, and now they're fucking tight.

bakugo normally runs hot; it’s kind of part of his dna. but this warmth is different, flushing him from head to toe. it creeps up the side of his neck, painting the tips of his ears a blooming red.

you turn around then, plopping the pancake on the plate atop the counter behind you.

"oh! you're done," you greet him with a smile. so. fucking. casually.

as if your tits aren't fucking peaking against the gray fabric of his tee.

as if you think he buys the fake innocence poorly concealing that sly, conniving look in your pretty eyes.

as if you aren't standing in front of him in his muscle tee, wearing nothing underneath it like you didn’t do this on purpose. like you don’t know what it fucking does to him.

his eyes squint suspiciously, deep vermillion staring straight into yours.

you tilt your head, the tips of your lashes kissing the top of your cheekbones as you blink. you reach for a bottle of honey.

“everything okay?” you ask, voice syrupy, sickeningly sweet.

your movements play in front of him languidly, the corner of your lips curling up slightly as you smirk. honey catches on your finger as you pop open the bottle cap.

he’s supposed to be out the door in five minutes if he wants to make it in time for a meeting at the agency. technically, he should already be there if he wants to keep up his track record of consistently being fifteen minutes too early.

but you start to approach him, rounding the kitchen island. there’s a narrow space between him and the slab of marble, but you slide into it like it was made for you.

he’s certain it was, from the way the tip of your nose brushes against his as you tiptoe. your tits are right fucking there, brushing against the skintight material of his suit.

there’s too much fucking fabric if you ask him, between cotton and spandex.

your grin widens, and he feels hot, the heat from his cheeks radiating.

then you whisper, still saccharine, “breakfast is ready,” before kissing him on the lips lightly. a short peck, soft in the way that promises more before you slip away, giggling in your retreat.

he huffs, watching you leave. his feet shift as he thinks.

five minutes, huh?

like hell he’s going to eat these damn pancakes for breakfast today.

[starryeyesmasc]

oh nooo 🤭 my asks 😔 they’re open 🫣 what if the horny lesbians find them 🥺 what then‼️

[originalartblog]

A quick-ish 3D render inspired by Dazai's bolo tie because I don't use my skills for fun enough ✨

[spocksjuul]

My baby here on earth!!! Showed me what my heart was worth!!!!!

[usertoxicyaoi]

"I was about to ask. Why haven't you posted it on OnlyFans, so you could make money?"

4 MINUTES (2024). EPISODE SIX.

[tubbytarchia]

I don't know what this is all I know is that LimL Joel makes me really emotional

[potato-lord-but-not]

Your most recent post I just made me think about John (because I’m always thinking about John) and if having his wrists pinned would freak him out. Like, the level of trust he would have to build with Oscar to give up what little control he does have, give up that little piece of autonomy he clings too. Idk your art makes me crazy and then I get thinking and here we are—

no you’re so right my god. I need to draw more of these three navigating being intimate because it makes me go INSANE. I need more John being reluctant to trust Oscar and Oscar being patient with him because he’s probably a little bit scared of him but also he knows what it’s like to be ignored and to lose some of your autonomy (I mean he’s coming from the religious trauma stand point but still you get me) NOW YOUVE GOT ME RAMBLING DAMN IT I need to draw them so bad

[hinamie]

sympathy for cain

[souvenir116]

Charles: It's a bit of shame, I understand it's his home race and a very important moment in his career, so I guess he wanted to do something spectacular, but I probably wasn't the right person to do that with.

crying, he really said "don't fuck with me, I'm not that type of person."

[tropicalscream]

bricky trans girls that just want soft slow sweet sex in a community full of ppl that force them to domtop and only want to mske her beat them up till their bloody broken and cruelly insulted but she doesn't want thay she just wants love and gentleness and softnwss

are braver then any us marines

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[c-kiddo]

thinking abt this .. the panic :( the way he just holds onto himself :( just tells himself theres work to do : (

also look at the little beetle carapace belle left for him :(((((

[sticker-star-sketchbook]

thinking about the times before

the relationship that Kenji and his dad had before everything fell apart makes me very emotional