#r: sass

[literallyjonathandavis]

listening to welcome to the jungle rn, and B R O the part were axl is moaning ITS SO FUCKING HIGH PITCHED ITS ENOUGH HE ALREADY LOOKS LIKE A WOMAN BUT HE ACTUALLY SOUNDS LIKE ONE OML

[lightcreators]

@bigidiotenergy continue from here

I'll become the MONSTER.

Hands balled into fists as Odysseus stares into his reflection from a puddle on the Underworld's floor. If that's what had to be done, IT HAD TO BE DONE. The King was tired. TIRED of not seeing his son and wife.

Ruthlessness is mercy. And if he needs to be ruthless—

The King practically jumps out of his BONES at the sudden voice behind him. He makes swift movements then, turning around on his heels as a hand reaches for the handle of his sword. All while the mortal's eyes are trailing from the lurking shadow in the water all the way to— To—

Odysseus's eyes widen. Hands immediately falling to his sides as he takes a trembling step back. "... Hades... !"

Water's  reflection  always  has  been  an  amusing  perception  from  his  own  view.  Some  divinity  could  looking  back  at  you  within  it,  and  if  she  wanted  to  having  fun  once  in  a  while,  maybe  an  impression  of  an  breath  could  be  heard,  or  sometimes  there  will  be  the  sensation  of  something  inside  the  presented  reflection  …  Term  itself  who  was  actually  comic  at  the  moment.  It  was  the  beginning  of  an  long  term  comedy  in  which  no  explanation  manual  would  be  given  about  how  circumstances  must  be  understood,  how  much  reality  had  to  be  exposed  when,  in  all  cases,  immensity  of  his  lies  were  allowed  to  be  shattered  apart.  Every  fragment  of  an  glass  was  allowed  to  reflecting  themselves  like  an  private  party,  in  which  every  glitter  exposed  by  his  expression  or  his  gestures,  as  important  as  they  were,  will  be  filed.  It  doesn't  matter  anymore  if  the  reflective  glass  could  hurt.  It  doesn't  matter  if  the  reflective  glass  was  curshed,  in  which  inevitable  blood  would  flow  of  the  wound.  It  doesn't  matter  if  projection  of  his  soul,  along  misunderstandings,  desires,  wishes,  longing,  suffered  that  programmed  shatter  within  dimensions.  A  long  time  ago,  he  would  have  introducing  himself  inside  an  serious  and  stern  manners,  and  would  have  taking  great  care  not  troubling  the  dear  feelings  of  this  brave  hero.  Nevertheless,  time  changed,  right  ?  His  comedy  with  humanity  lasted  for  thousands  of  years,  and  for  once  within  his  entire  eternity,  for  forget  the  ache  trapped within  his  heart,  he  could  take  circumstances  at  heart  ---  showing  them  true  comedy  humanity  was  trapped  with. 

One  misunderstanding  couldn't  hurt  him  anymore.

If  humanity  craved  to  saw  the  terrible  destructor  of  the  world  they  would  be  disappointed  by  his  performance  to  giving  them  wrong  ---  ❝  Little  nature  that  you  are.  ❞  Another  comment  exposed  right  away  as  realization  of  his  voice  had  been  created.  An  tone  behind  Odysseus  voice  who  insisted  a  lot  over  the  permanent  sensation  of  mockery  welcoming  his  sentence,  in  amused  ardor  of  hoping  to  see  him  get  out  of  his  words.  It  was  unfortunate  for  him.  Although,  for  the  paradox  it  was  worth,  he  could  have  corrected  the  course  of  a  few  millennia  by  opening  the  way  to  Odysseus  differently.  Poor  Jason  only  received  his  mocking  comments  in  the  background,  and  an  particular  amusement  concerning  irony  of  his  circumstances,  him  in  which  Athena  pulled  so  much  faith  inside  him  ---  oh,  did  he  wanted  news  from  Jason  having  cursing  himself  a  good  beginning  his  own  blinded  pride  and  terrible  behavior  destroyed  it  all  ?  Athena  would  probably  blame  him,  AGAIN,  to  have  dared  touch  towards  faith  her  protegees  had,  nevertheless,  it  was  pointless,  right  ?  This  was  the  Underworld.  He  had  the  upper-hand.  It  wasn't  like  that  hero  was  planning  to  agonozing  for  plea  something,  right  ?  It  wasn't  like  he  was  planning  to  convince  him  ?  ❝  Are  you  scared  of  me  you  forget  the  norm  of  courtesy,  or  you've  passed  too  much  time  with  Athena  been  familiar  you  forgotten  I  merit  same  decency  ?  ❞  He  pondered,  as  during  one  second,  leaving  his  nice  space  inside  the  sky  enjoying  the  view,  he  exposed  closeness  by  moving  close  to  him,  admiring  every  feature  amusingly.  ❝  In  a  melancholic  mood  from  the  moment  you  entered  my  domain  ?  ❞  He  was  learning  beautifully  with  Lelouch  vi  Britannia.  He  was  still  learning  beautifully  with  Lelouch,  and  mastering  even  better  his  act  with  the  Golden  Witch.  For  whatever  reason  he  showing  up  inside  his  realm,  he  better  be  strongly prepared.  ❝  Why  the  surprised  face  when  you  couldn't  have  missed  the  Underworld  sign  ?  ❞

[cakesfunhouse]

I need that idea you mentioned to be an actual fanfic because omgggggg YESSSSSSSSSSS Sun and Moon should scare Yn on purpose cause they think they scared face is cute!

LICHERALLYLYYY and so they can comfortsoothe their possibly struggling yn after

mfs causing problems on purpose so they can then comfort their pathetic wet beast

[daneol]

I LOVE THESE TWO SM AHHH i attended a con literally yesterday and saw two cosplay duos COSPLAYING THEM IN MY CITY AND LEGIT ONE OF THEM PERFORMED ON STAGEEEE AHHHHHH it sparked my interest for velvet so baddd (and esp veneer)

[shawdios]

I suppose a Pinned post is in order.

ELLO THERE! WELCOME. I am Shaw, your local artist cryptid, refer to me with whatever pronouns you’d like. (Even Neo-pronouns, It/its, ANYTHING idc.)

I strongly suspect I have ASPD & AuDHD, am going for a diagnosis when that is affordable for me. I will not tolerate any ableism. Most likely you will be here from my YouTube channel, and in that case:

DO NOT BE AFRAID TO ASK ME QUESTIONS!!! I love seeing any and all types of questions, be it character lore questions, art questions, fandom questions, identity questions, etc! Interacting with my community is my favorite thing about being a content creator.

And to those who have discovered me here on tumblr? Welcome to chaos. If you’re looking for stories with dark topics and queer rep, you’ve come to the right storyteller.

The four main tags I use for my stories are: S.A.S.S, R&B, EY, and REVO

SASS is an acronym for Spice, Autumn, Sam, and Sugar, the four characters in which the content tagged as such will revolve around. The stories involved with this tag with typically deal with themes of: Addiction, suicide, depression, grief, abuse (Physical, Emotional, AND Sexual) Mental illness, grooming and Self harm (of various forms)

R&B Is content that involves Big and his journey through abuse and healing from that abuse. (The R in R&B has many characters that it can stand for, Rise, Ritz, Raymond, etc.) Themes of: Healing from Abuse, physical and emotional Abuse, conditioning, grooming, violence, passive suicidal ideation, mental illness, drug use/addiction, psychosis & delusion, paranoia, and Agoraphobia. Are common in the content for this tag.

REVO is content involving an AU of the SASS/R&B timeline, which is an AU boiled down to: What If, Ritz never offered Big a stardom opportunity, and thus, he stayed in Flurmere with his brothers? Cults, toxic religion, prejudices, hate crimes, social injustice, and all that goes with an authoritarian government type of story can be found in the content for this tag.

EY is short for Early Years, which is my tag for any content involving the years where some of the characters were children. Aka the backstory tag. Themes from all three of the previous three tags are present in this content.

Some content may not involve any of these tags, and be focused on side characters or characters only found during backstory time periods. No main cast involvement, which will be tagged with simply the character(s) it’s about’s name(s).

Anyways, this is a bare bones post, I’ve never made a pinned post before, and this is subject to change with things I feel are important.

[haveyoulistenedtothisalbum-poll]

Tracklist:

I Will Always Love You • I Have Nothing • I'm Every Woman • Run To You • Queen Of The Night • Jesus Loves Me • Even If My Heart Would Break • Someday (I'm Coming Back) • It's Gonna Be A Lovely Day • (What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love And Understanding • Theme From The Bodyguard • Trust In Me

Spotify ♪ YouTube

[rose-n-gunses]

I just said something about "when I have my own house" and The Boy goes "you said My, not Our. Girl bye." WHO RAISED THIS MAN

[fine-nephrit]

🥏 TXF Fic Rec #19: "The Caller You Are Trying To Reach" by Cecily Sass

My favorite missing scene/post-ep of episode 6x20, “Three of a Kind,” this fic is so fun, hot, and hysterical!

What if drugged Scully talked to Mulder on the phone in the Las Vegas casino?

The dialogue is consistently stupendous. M&S are so in character that I can’t get enough. I love, love this story. All around brilliant.

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🥏 on AO3

author: @cecilysass length: short, 3,000+ words season: season 6, 6x20 Three of a Kind pairing(s): M/S UST tags: episode-related, humor, talk!fic rating: mature/R

[moonilit]

i cant take any of them seriously

Cloud at the lake when seeing Sephiroth:

[mediodedios]

Happy Horror Movie Day!

[o4o41]

Rapha is an emotional Rapha-in-distress

Rise!Rapha is an emotional Raph-in-distress. He doesn't necessarily need to be lifted because he's huge and all. He'd like an emotional lift and support.

He can become a P-chan. And meet a human, they take care of him and he's touched. To take care of smb defenseless is a really great quality from them.

Or

Be saved Ariel-style or

be cared for like wound-healing (Maybe like a Dr Goodfellow type of woman, an only black woman from 1987 tmnt show. And I've said before that he will be interested in biology and heritage. In other version like TMNT Unleashed universe Rapha is a 'animal-planets' facts erudite).

He's a damsel dude-in-distress but in an emotional aspect. He'd like smb to lift him and make him secure. In a mental manner.

Rapha is an emotional Rapha-in-distress

[stromuprisahat]

“Weapons are forbidden within the White Cathedral.” I arched a brow at the rifles currently pointed at Mal and my Grisha. “And what are those? Ladles? If you’re going to make accusations—”

Ruin and Rising- Chapter 2 (Leigh Bardugo)

[aito-mation]

im listening to “winners take all” on libby n the only one my digital library has is the audiobook read by the author, anand, n i gotta say the way that hes saying some of these things is pretty refreshing.

[willyoubemycherryy]

No Guidance (Stack.M x R)

Summary: You’re just getting to the good part.

Contains: Flirting, some smut, Mary slander, cursing, everyone has a southern accent, platonic smoke with reader, a little dancing, MARY SLANDER, and I don’t care I don’t fucking like her, this is for the _ strictly for the _, kissing, making out, a hint of manhandling, established relationship, choking, allusions to sex and one brief flashback of some impact play, Michael B Jordan fine as hell, fine enough to bring me out of retirement

-There’s just not enough mindless smut of sinners, almost no x reader bc they’re all OC 😔 and please tell me how we feel about the daddy thing bc Stack screams daddy kink and in the next part👀…

A/N: act like I’ve been here the whole time.

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“Uh-uh. We not doin’ none of that. Not tonight. Get ta steppin’”.

You level a look at the pale woman standing in the doorway, raising an eyebrow when she crosses her arms- fixing you with a glare of her own. She really was lucky you 50 percent Christian- otherwise, you’d have turned her every way but inside out.

It was no surprise that Mary was there- given her history with Elias or ��Stack”. Of course she’d come running the minute she heard he was back in town along with his brother and cousin…but running to where? Not up in here.

“I ain’t goin’ nowhere cause I have business in there.” Mary points the loud crowded space behind you and you push your shoulder from off the side of the doorway. You knew all about Mary. You may have empathized a little with her but you damn sure didn’t like her. She was the past in a future that needed her gone in order to make it and her refusal in understanding that irked you immensely. To you, she was selfish- plain and simple.

“You also ‘bout to have a foot up yo ass because the only business in there is the one my man is tendin’ to and you can’t possibly be talkin’ ‘bout him?” You pose it like a question but you leave no room for debate in your voice.

She was there for Stack. She wasn’t getting Stack.

Your question was met with a scoff but otherwise silence. Mmhm. That’s what you thought. Stepping back, you get ready to close the door since you were not about to stand and argue with Mary all night; fixing her with the same ugly glare she always gives you before leaning down to whisper in her face,

“Go be a good bitch and find a new master or I’ll be the one to walk you.”

Slamming the door with a satisfied grin, you turn around to go find a friend of yours and ask her to watch the door. It took some convincing since she was the strict one out of your group but it had to be her because as much as you love the twins and trust their judgment (mostly), Cornbread could not be the one to watch the door the entire night. After agreeing that you’ll owe her one, you leave to grab a drink of your own and judging by the look on Smoke’s face as you pass him- you didn’t look happy.

“Ooh. Who did it?” He drawls out as his eyebrows draw together in a slight frown. He knew about his brother and Mary’s sordid past because of course he did but he also knew how you and Stack have been since day 1.

He still remembers the day they met you…barefoot and sass-mouthed serving drinks at your mommas little dive bar.

“Aww twins~ Wait-! don’t tell me! Y’all gots ta be Double and Trouble!” Laughing like a hyena until your mama threw a spoon from the kitchen and you ducked- smacking your teeth before hurrying off to get their liquor.

That was it.

A pretty young server and good malt..until they came back for another couple rounds one night and you were still barefoot but this time, you wasn’t serving no drinks. Instead, you were standing in the middle of the room singing with a voice so sweet and strong that it rang through their head for the rest of the night. Smoke saw an amazing gift. Stack had seen a gift and something more…

“Just some go-go flour ranger. Nobody important.” Damn. Smoke winces with a soft hum at the insult yet knowing exactly who you mean. You always were creative with your insults- never missing in hitting where it hurt. Taking a deep breath, the beat of the music temps up and he passes you your drink and you sip at it, nodding along to the music as you start to loosen up. Tonight wasn’t the night and neither were any of the others. Tonight was supposed to be the continuation of their new pages turning- and that meant the end of whatever beef was between you, Mary, and his brother.

Smoke watches you start to move and raises a brow; broad smile growing across his face, making his dimples pop out as something comes to him.

“You gon’ sing a lil sum’ for us?”

Reaching out, he takes your hand to twirl you with a soft grin and you let go afterwards to fake think for a bit. Sammy currently had the floor and he was doing great plus…you sorta had other plans for the night. Smoke huffs a laugh, noticing that glint in your eyes- the one you got when you were fixing to get a kick out of causing trouble.

“Ohh, I get it. You in a just dancin’ mood tonight, huh?”

You get another drink and finish that one quick before nodding slowly before moving closer with a grin.

“Smoke, y’know, I neva’ woulda pegged you as a dancin’ man but if you’re offering-“,

“Oh nah baby, he ain’t but I am.”

The low words are whispered against the shell of your ear with a heat that sends shivers licking up your spine. Big, familiar hands fit themselves on your shoulders while Stack dips his head lower to press soft, full lips against your throat- directly over your pulse point and your heart jumps; you barely holding back a gasp. You look at the space where Smoke had been standing before he made himself scarce with a lighthearted “don’t wear y’selves out” and try to gather yourself, turning in Stack’s arms to face him.

Lidded, mellow chocolate eyes focused on you with plump lips pulled up in a smirk framed by dimples greet you and you roll your eyes. Shaking your head lightly as you swallow a whine.

There really was such thing as being too fine and Stack was proof. Strong hands glide themselves further down your sides, settling on the space just above your ass, never taking his eyes off yours and the intensity of him sparks something inside you.

“Been lookin’ for ya. Shoulda known yous’ somewhere in here causin’ trouble, hmm?”

It’s a lot warmer than you remember it being a couple minutes ago but no matter how deep you inhale, it doesn’t go away. That’s when you realize that the room hasn’t gotten any hotter than it’s already been.

But you have.

Your mouth barely opens to retort before Stack’s is covering it completely with his- slow, consuming and so deep. You truly can’t help the way you melt into him. Heart pounding with adrenaline and something much more tantalizing at the way Stack leads, plush lips firm against yours as you suckle at each others mouths. You only had two drinks but you already feel drunk; senses heightened and so sensitive that you’re borderline vibrating. Blood flowing through your system with a searing rush.

Stack harshly sucks your bottom lip into his mouth and your pulse drops like a boulder into the lava pooling in your lower stomach; sending waves ricocheting through your body before licking deep into your own just in time to muffle the nasty little moans threatening to slip out while his tongue memorizes every inch of your mouth and the pleasure has you on the way to out of your mind and he knows it.

You were unyielding to everyone and everything else except him and Stack used that to his advantage each and every time. He’d always been good at getting people to listen to him but the way you gave into him was the sweetest thing he’d come to know. From the way your doe eyes would get wide whenever he’d say or do something that set you off and you’d find yourself wanting him- to the way you were purring and sighing like a cat now, snuggling your soft pretty self tight against him while he devoured your mouth; lips smacking hungrily against yours.

By the time you two separate, his hand is a little too close to your throat and you suddenly want everyone to go home.

“Don’t be lookin’ at me like that baby. 'Else I might think we have a problem.” Stack drags his lips from the corner of your lips to your cheek, rasping lowly into your ear and you whine in frustration, shifting in his hold.

“And what if we do?”

The hand that was at first only close to your neck, slides up to wrap around it. Loose enough but heavy like a collar and you go dizzy from how hard your cunt throbs, biting your swollen lip as you bat pretty lashes up at him.

Now, Stack learned early that you had a thing for sass-mouthing. You, learned quickly that Stack didn’t have much patience for being sass-mouthed. So if there was something you wanted from him, you learned the first time he spanked your ass raw while being stuffed with three of his thick fingers but nothing else- to ask for it real nice and polite. Your tone though, would be the death of you.

“Then I’m sure we can come to an agreement”, his hand squeezes quick before releasing as he presses another hard kiss to your lips, “Right baby?” You nod before you can stop yourself, body roaring with molten need and you blurt out,

“Tell everyone to go home.”

A surprised bark of laughter shoots from his chest and he raises an amused brow as he looks down at you.

“C’mon, you know I can’t. We just opened this place a few weeks ago, mamas. Gotta break it in.” You throw your head back with a groan, rolling your eyes as you mumble under your breath.

“Wish you’d break me in…”

“Huh?”

“What?”

You ask back just as fast and Stack whistles lowly, shaking his head before dragging you in by your throat so close that you’re standing between his legs. He drops his forehead against yours and just takes a couple seconds to look at you- breathe you in before he has you begging for the better half of the night.

“Nah, what was that?”

“What was what?” You could play dumb with the best of em. Grinning innocently like you had all the time in the world to play your games and Stack was all too ready to play with you. Especially when he knew he’d win.

“You gon’ make me get it outta you, pretty girl?”

Your heart skips a beat and he notices your eyes doing the thing when you answer:

“If you think you can then go ahead.”

Stack nods slowly, moving his hand off your throat to take your hand instead. Rising to his full height, he leads you up to the office of the joint, guiding you in first then closing the door behind you both with a click and makes his way towards you.

His stride reminds you a lot of a predator getting ready to jump on their prey and you only hope that you’re left shaking afterwards…

Part 2🫶🏽

-p.s. can y’all guess who’s next?

Another note- agree or disagree about Mary in the comments but be respectful to one another. I delete comments and block people so chill and type accordingly.

[joysmercer]

we were SO robbed of more emmy and emmy/gina scenes

[apixellife]

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