#rosaline pearl

[atomicmnesia]

Rosaline Pearl + Samurai Ruby = Rhodonite (Fusion suggestion by a person on instagram)

Rosaline Pearl and Samurai Ruby created by the Youtuber Rose Cuarzo

Rosaline Pearl and Samurai Ruby is from a roblox game about Steven Universe, the name of the game is Steven Universe Future: Era 3 RP.

Speedpaint video on my channel =

[michax-forever]

I quite like them.

[gloriouscreatorunknown]

Did i just rp for two hours in a roblox steven universe game? Yes

[bridgetotheskyyy]

Ingenious - Viktor

Kinktober Masterlist

Warnings: 18+, rimming, oral sex, fluff, established relationship, reader is more dominant, 69 position,

A/n: Kinktober day 4: rimming! Not beta read and written fast so excuse any errors. Let's all agree to read this in mobile bc my banner looks so much better there 😭

Word count: 1.3k

Read on ao3

Viktor had and would never be fond of sponsor events, but this one You and Jayce had finally managed to drag him to just might be worthwhile.

“He got caught doing what?”

Raucous laughter erupted from aristocrats of Piltover. One woman shrieked with laughter and leaned over so far she spilled her drink on her date.

Viktor shook his head; it would never fail to amaze him just how little it took to make these refined Upsiders lose their smooth edges ― just a few drinks and look at them. 

One of the women leaned over the table, armed with a cheshire smile and more than willing to give details. “You heard me; when they found him his date was tonguing his ―”

“Rosaline!” Another chastised.

 A group of women nearby collapsed into fits of giggle as so-called Rosaline stuck her tongue out to draw circles in the air.

Jayce cleared his throat and raised his wine glass to his temple. “Dear god,” he chuckled nervously.

A man elbowed him. “Remember when these things were about science and progress? Fat chance of that now …”

“Goodness me, who would be that comfortable?” another woman clutched her pearls, mock-scandalized.

But Viktor’s eyes were on you, eyeing him seductively from across the table. Viktor blushed, swallowed dry and faced his reflection in the pool of his wine glass.

“You want to do that?”

Viktor nearly knocked over one of his prototypes.

“What?”

“Don’t be coy.” You climbed into bed. “Do you want me to rim you?”

Viktor blinked furiously. “Did you, by chance ―” His eyes flickered over your pink face. “― have a bit too much to drink yourself tonight?”

“Oh, I am positively sober, my love.” You laid on the bed, knuckles supporting your chin as you waved your legs back and forth. “And don’t change the subject. Do you?”

Viktor let the question hang, unsure of what to do with his hands. “Well …” his voice creaked. 

“What? Are you afraid you’ll get caught like the guy in the papers?”

“Er ― not necessarily, no.”

You rolled over in bed. “Then what?”

Viktor didn’t answer.

“Don’t pretend like you haven’t wondered ― it���s hardly the most insane thing we’ve ever done. Honestly, Viktor, what happened to glorious evolution ―”

Viktor stammered. “That is not what I meant. That is not what anyone meant.”

You collapsed into giggles. When you came to, Viktor was on top of you.

“If you insist, then why not try now?” He purred, palming your sides.

You wiggled your eyebrows in challenge. “Yes. Why not?”

Viktor kissed you

You parted from him. Your eyes shone with something he couldn’t recognize.

“I have an idea.” You smirked.

Viktor eyed you with feigned incredulity. “Always a good thing, I’ve noticed.”

“Oh, dear god …!”

Your tongue trailed the underside of Viktor’s cock. His thighs trembled under your caressing hands. You pressed into the inner skin to hold him still forking your tongue into his beading slit.

“I’m ― not sure that’s where your mouth should be for this ―”

Viktor emitted a heavenly sigh as you released his balls from your mouth with a loud pop. 

“I’m just warming you up, beloved,” You said.

“I suppose I should be flattered ― mmm …!”

“Viktor.” You paused to meet his eye, his cock secure in your hold. “I need you to turn your brain off.”

“Assist me in that endeavor, dear.”

You rolled your eyes. You didn’t want Viktor smart-assing you every five seconds; you wanted him breathless, blushing, crying. You decided: enough games.

You gave his cockhead a quick, sweet kiss and trail down farther, farther ―

Viktor drew in a sharp breath as your tongue ran over his puckered hole, lingering in your lick. You parted his buttocks for easier access to him, opening an eye to see his cock twitch as you flicked at his again.

You were getting your wish; with each flick and swish of your tongue, Viktor’s voice hung longer and softer in the air. Something like your name hung there as you worked on him. You kissed his hole, bringing your pucker to his and sucked ―

“Maahaa …!” 

That’s better. You reached for Viktor’s cock, pumped him thrice before aligning your passionate licks with your strokes. Viktor trembled underneath you; the sheets lifted and you knew he was clenching them in his fists, desperate to stay still for you and losing.

You stroked his twitching stomach with your other hand as you sat preoccupied with your meal. You broke away from his hole to suck his balls into your mouth ―

“Aah!” Viktor raised from bed only to fall back into the pillows. A quivering hand thread into your hair, fingers keeping you gripped and close to his nether regions.

You reached into your panties, fingering yourself eagerly to the sounds Viktor made. You thumbed your clit as you removed your mouth to thumb Viktor, the tip penetrating the tight muscle. 

“I ― I’m close …!” Viktor rasped.

His voice went right to your clit as you flicked and flicked. You forced yourself to remove your hand. You broke away from Viktor as he threatened to reach his peak. You brainstormed to the tune of Viktor’s pleasured sighs. A lightbulb flashed your mind’s eye, prompting a smile.

“I’ve got another idea,” You said.

Viktor laughed breathlessly. “And here I thought I was the ingenious scientist.”

“Perhaps,” You allowed, standing to undress out of your remaining garments. Admittedly, you would miss the way your dress hugged your breasts, but surely Viktor would find a better use for them sooner rather than later. “But you and I both know this ―” You let your dress pool around your feet to reveal to Viktor a matching pair of lace bra and panties. “ ― is my domain.”

You stripped for him, aware of the way his eyes hungered after you. You climbed the bed and kissed Viktor’s temple. “Close your eyes.”

He shot you an incredulous look, but obeyed. 

You straddled him. “You won’t stop talking,” You reversed yourself so you were facing Viktor’s lower half, “and I don’t want you cumming without me, so I should give your mouth something to do.” 

You sat atop his face, suppressing a quiver as Viktor’s lips parted against your clit. 

“Ah, I see,” he murmured beneath you. “Most … ingenious.”

“You’re not gonna let that go, are you?”

“No, I’m not.”

You rolled your eyes. “Just get to work.”

Viktor snickered, hooking his arms over the fat of your thighs to scoot you closer. Your cunt fell into his open mouth, and you gripped his leg tight as you heard the tight suction sounds as his lips gripped your clit. 

You stuttered above him. You lowered yourself with caution, one hand gripping Viktor’s engorged while the other traveled lower to tap fingers against his abused hole.

“Nurgh!” Viktor’s hot breath hit your excited clit. “That’s good …!”

“What?” You still had the will to tease. “Here?” You pressed against his hole. “Or here?” You cooed. “C’mon, Viktor, use your words ― aaha!”

Viktor had bitten hard into your thigh. 

“You know what I want,” he growled. “Stop teasing.”

“All right, all right, don’t have to be forceful ― okay!” You added as Viktor grazed his teeth on your thigh in warning.

You took Viktor in your mouth, and immediately upon tasting the tight pink skin knew neither of you would last long like this. 

“Fuck …!” You lurched as Viktor took his appreciation out on your clit, swiping and kissing and sucking ― 

You clenched on his tongue, humming as you sucked him hard into your mouth. You fucked him on your finger, his hole still wet from your ardent licks, and a few seconds later Viktor followed you, spilling his seed into your willing mouth. You dug nails into his thigh as his fervor refused to wane and he ate and ate and ate, the slick sounding against his tongue.

You swallowed what you could. Your legs ached to relax. Viktor was first, though; he caught you as you fell to the side. He turned himself over so he and you were facing each other at the foot of the bed.

“Well, that was a fun experiment,” You said.

“They always are.” Viktor said, and he kissed your cheek. “Especially the ones you participate in.”

[cto10121]

Seriously, Why Did Shakespeare Make Juliet 13?

One common trope among the annals of R&J clownery is the matter of Juliet’s age, which never fails to send clowns into a frothy spiral of pearl-clutching, hand-wringing agita (Romeo’s age, meanwhile, is never a cause of much paternalistic concern). But it’s worth asking the question, especially since:

His sources for the tale feature a much older Juliet and of course, Romeo. Why the change?

13 was considered too young to be married even by Shakespeare’s time; for the lower classes it was almost unheard of. Only children by nobility were betrothed that young, and chiefly for political alliance.

So there is a bit of a ~mystery. There have been many theories, some more likelier than others. Let’s count the ways.

1. Social Criticism: The Bad Old Days(tm)

This is most likely the case, tying into the fact that early modern Englishmen and women married in their late 20s as the norm. Even Shakespeare was at least 18 when he married his 27-year-old wife.

Nobility did betroth their young children for alliance, but it was understood by the late 1500s that 13-14 year-old girls were too young to bear children safely. A delay of a year or two before marital consummation was the norm. Shakespeare may have wanted to reflect that reality for his multi-class audience.

Also, Shakespeare was adapting a history set in the 1300s, during De La Scala’s rule in Verona. If Shakespeare had wanted to clue his audience in that this tragedy was set during the Bad Old Catholic Days, making Lady Capulet and the Nurse encourage their 13-year-old to consider marriage and explain that girls as young as she were already married would set those 🚩🚩🚩 🚩 a-waving for a 1590s audience. There is definitely an attempt to problematize the Capulets. Sure enough, we do have contemporary accounts mentioning a “tyrant” Capulet.

So Shakespeare’s audience (and we) would immediately understand the critique and also the dramatic stakes for Juliet—what kind of family she has been raised in, and the danger she would soon be in for merely resisting her father’s will.

2. Social Criticism: The Disempowerment of Youth

In de-aging his lovers, Shakespeare may have wanted to emphasize just how much Romeo and Juliet are at the mercy of their families. They have a degree of agency and autonomy, more so on Romeo’s part since he is undoubtedly older. But otherwise they are largely dependent on their families, and thus more vulnerable to the (deadly) consequences of their feud.

That’s why they don’t even consider fleeing Verona—not that it wouldn’t be just as stupid an idea even if they were older. But actual minors out in the world is a recipe for disaster.

3. The Power of (First) Love

Shakespeare may have wanted to make sure R&J had as little romantic experience as possible to drive home this point. While 13 was considered too young for marriage, love was a different matter. Even now the average age of first romantic experience for most people is 13-16. Romeo is hung up on Rosaline, but doesn’t seem to know her well at all or made much of an effort to woo her. And Juliet honestly is not thinking of marriage.

That said, there are some things in the play that go against R&J having no romantic experience prior to this. Romeo is impatient with Rosaline’s chastity vow and overall does not value chastity much. He also does not hesitate to pursue and woo Juliet. Juliet picks up on the flirtation right away without so much as a “whut” and tells Romeo that he kisses “by th’book.” She also warns Romeo that if he has no intention of marrying her, to leave her “to her grief.” Kids grow up so fast, I guess.

All of this may just be a sign of their instant chemistry rather than any prior romantic experience, though. As soon as they meet each other it’s as if they have grown by like 3-5 years older lol. And R&J are just as likely to experience first love at 16/18 as 13/17. But it does show that Shakespeare and his time were well aware erotic attachments began on the younger side.

4. Practical Theater Stuff

As Shakespeare’s troupe was all men, with young boys playing women, it would make sense for Shakespeare to write closer to the actor for Juliet. 13/14/15-year-old boy=13-year-old female character. Audience verisimilitude, and all that.

He may not have been necessarily 13, though, so again, weak sauce. And Elizabethans accepted such a whole host of artificial stage conventions that I doubt they would have really had their Suspension of Disbelief threatened by an older boy as Juliet.

Bonus: Adaptations

Due to vastly changing attitudes and norms, Juliet’s age has been changed for modern adaptations, for various different reasons, many valid. Those that have kept her age intact, though, have not always understood the social criticism and deliberate purpose behind Shakespeare’s decision to age his lovers down. Hence you get a lot of 13-going-on-3 Juliets and casting kid-looking actresses in the role general. If not, then she is portrayed as more immature and energetic than the text ever suggests, from tomboyish to typical girly-girl playing with her dollies (🤮).

Ditto for Romeo. Romeo’s age is not specified in the text, but casting directors have rarely aged him down to Juliet’s canonical age (the closest is probably the Polish and Cocciante musicals with really baby faced Romeos). More often, to compensate, Romeo’s actors have simply played him as more boyish and immature than even his part reads—a caricature of a teen boy as a more “fitting” partner for a more child-like Juliet.

All much ado about nothing, imo. Shakespeare would probably not give a groat if you raise Juliet’s age, so long the cruelty of the forced marriage is conveyed. With the expansion of childhood, the delay of marriage, and the rampant neo Puritanism, 16 is very much the new 13. Even so, with the age gap discourse, the clownery about Romeo being a Creepy Italian Groomer has only grown worse.

[space-catto]

Redraw of my gems, Rose Quartz and Rosaline Pearl!

[amatorysacrivn]

If Mc had a boba shop, what would the lis order?

OH SHIT

tiffany would go for a matcha milk tea w/ black tapioca pearls!

rosaline would order a black iced tea w/ popping lychee pearls!

vesperia would go for a taro milk tea w/ black tapioca pearls!

elita would order a strawberry milk w/ strawberry popping pearls!

cy would order a thai milk tea w/ brown sugar pearls!

aziel would order a honey lemon tea w/ golden popping pearls!

leviathan would order a lil cup of just brown sugar pearls! he isn't compatible w/ straws

lazaria would order a passion fruit tea w/ lychee popping pearls!

zack would order a jasmine milk tea w/o tapioca pearls!

konstantin would also go for a matcha milk tea, just w/o the pearls!

casanova would order a cherry milk tea w/ brown sugar pearls!

kastiel would go for a honeydew milk tea w/ lychee pearls!

lorelei would order a classic milk tea w/ brown sugar pearls!

[crazycatartss]

✨🌈My Pearls oc🌈✨

I haven't been able to work on a story for them yet. Since I'm more interested in my original ocs. Hell, maybe I'll make them all a original characters in the future.

🖤Black Pearl: Rarely smiles, even in brighter days.

💗Rosaline Pearl: Rather draw stuff than dance and be social.

💜"Light" Plum Pearl: Sweet on the outside, sour on the inside.

💙Baby Blue Pearl: Cries alot about everything.

🤎Champagne Pearl: Cream's best friend, very extrovert.

💛Cream Pearl: Champagne's best friend, very introvert.

💚Lime Pearl: Loves anything nature more than Homeworld.

💙Matte Aqua Pearl: loves anything technology and the colour blue.

💚Mint Pearl: Hides a lot of secrets. But acts snoopy toward others.

Steven Universe: Rebecca Sugar Art: Me

[yes-i-write-fanfiction]

Random thing I thought of, the DJD with their own pearls, they're actually defective pearls they ended up saving from being shattered, while unintentionally saved, one of them took the lead and is the reason they help out. appreciating the freedom they have they often find their own ways to help. I imagine and they aren't really owned but each one kinda connected with each DJD member. Vos and nickel's where over cooked and unwanted, Tesaurus and Helex's are actually mega pearl Perma fusions, Tarn's actually had a Less developed pearl attached to her and was partially absorbed, giving her fusion like qualities and a small "growth" on her gem, finally kaon's is seemingly normal at first, however she's highly conductive and immune to electricity, as well as constantly having a mica constantly by her side. As her friend was harvested for said mica, it's in the shape of a dog and has a beautiful blue gem on it's head. (Yes I found a way to give the pet their own gem companion, the Mica's are the gem contraptions, walls and sculptures that are living their pretty much a very sturdy gargoyle that learned to walk)

The DJD Pearls fuse to aid the DJD in battle and during hunts, forming into Dark Pearl.

Tarn's Pearl has, as you wrote, a less developed pearl attached to her gem. Because of this she's got three arms, the extra arm is on the shoulder behind her right arm, and a hidden, second face on the back of her head which she usually covers with a veil. The second face almost looks like a mask and makes it impossible to sneak up on her from behind. She's also slightly taller than the average pearl. She's a purple pearl while the less developed pearl attached to her is a white one. She's got daggers as weapons and because she usually conceals her third arm under her cape she can use it as a surprise attack, arming it with a third dagger.

Tesarus' and Helex's Pearls are perma-fused and together they form a soft lavender colored pearl (separately they are a cream and rosaline pearl). Her fusion weapon is a spiked club since cream pearl has a club and rosaline has throwing knives. Very brutal in combat.

Kaon's Pearl is considered off color due to her special abilities which leaves her unaffected by destabilazors. She's a deep green pearl but when exposed to electricity she emits a glow similar to something radioactive. Can actually charge up with electricity by storing it in her gem and then releasing it. Can't generate electricity on her own so she carries around a portable battery on her back. Her weapons are pair of gloves which she can charge up with electricity.

Vos' Pearl is about a head shorter than she was meant to be. Her gem is a deep red and was supposed to be pink but because she was overcooked it became a different color. Her weapon is a spear though she can make multiple of them in rapid succession.

[widowshill]

Tagged by @tortoisesshells <33 thanks for thinking of me!

Favorite color: blue always, and specifically that sky blue of 50's buicks :'')

Last song: animals, we gotta get out of this place (65).

Last movie: need to finish Donkey Skin (1970) with @dying-suffering-french-stalkers, we also watched La Belle et la Bête (1946)

Currently watching: always dark shadows (1966), I'm up to 696 on my watch with me mom and 63 on my watch through from the beginning with wendy. also, weekly birates (black sails) with the crusty sea squad

Other stuff I watched this year: pandora and the flying dutchman (1951), all that heaven allows (1955), barbie (2023), curse of the black pearl (2003, in theatres!), also caught rosaline (2022) with @mingledstars. watched rebecca (1940) a few months ago, too many months ago tbh.

Shows I dropped this year: I haven't really sat down to watch through any other shows (ds keeps me way too busy) but I catch things here and there. spent a good weekend on the twilight zone marathon, and I catch bewitched and that girl every now and then. I was maybe going to start y.ellowstone on the re-air, but i didn't really care for e1 so I guess that counts as my drop haha.

Currently reading: the bloody chamber, angela carter (1979) - thanks wendy <33

Tagging: @dying-suffering-french-stalkers, @seacavepuzzle, @devilagent, @retrograderesemblance

[dear-indies]

Hello! Happy Friday! I'm hoping for some help for some fc ideas for a modern hippie character. Open to age and gender as I just want to find a fc that sticks to me for the type of character. Big thank you in advance.

Annie Lennox (1954) - has spoken up for Palestine!

Lee Pace (1979) - esp in Bodies Bodies Bodies - is queer.

Rutina Wesley (1979) African-American - hasn't stated her sexuality but is engaged to a woman.

Jana Schmieding (1981) Miniconjou Lakota Sioux and Sicangu Oyate Lakota Sioux.

Mahesh Jadu (1982) Indo Mauritian.

Paulo Lessa (1982) Afro Brazilian.

Daveed Diggs (1982) African-American / Ashkenazi Jewish.

Mary Wiseman (1985)

Amar Chadha-Patel (1986) Indian.

Manny Jacinto (1987) Bisaya Filipino, Tagalog Filipino, Chinese - esp in Nine Perfect Strangers.

Tiffany Boone (1987) African-American - esp in Nine Perfect Strangers.

Pearl Mackie (1987) West Indian / English - is bisexual - has spoken up for Palestine!

Desmond Chiam (1987) Chinese Singaporean - esp in Joy Ride.

Aubin Wise (1988) African-American.

Gratiela Brancusi (1989) Romani and Greek Romanian - has spoken up for Palestine!

Phillipa Soo (1990) Chinese / White.

Rosaline Elbay (1990) Egyptian - has spoken up for Palestine!

Katie Findlay (1990) English, Hongkonger, Portuguese-Macanese, Scottish - is queer (they/them) - has spoken up for Palestine!

Kiowa Gordon (1990) Hualapai, White - has spoken up for Palestine!

Cristo Fernández (1991) Mexican.

Dev Patel (1990) Gujarati Indian.

Bonnie Wright (1991) - has spoken up for Palestine!

Vico Ortiz (1991) Puerto Rican - non-binary (they/them) - has spoken up for Palestine!

Ramy Youssef (1991) Egyptian - has spoken up for Palestine!

Seychelle Gabriel (1991) French, Mexican / Italian, including Sicilian - has OCD - has spoken up for Palestine and Sudan!

Alexander Hodge (1991) Chinese Singaporean / White.

Alok Vaid-Menon (1991) Malayali and Punjabi - is non-binary (they/them) - has spoken up for Palestine and Sudan!

Denée Benton (1991) African-American - has spoken up for Palestine!

Drew Ray Tanner (1992) Chinese, Afro-Jamaican, French-Canadian, and possibly other.

Tommy Martinez (1992) Venezuelan.

Ncuti Gatwa (1992) Rwandan - is queer.

E.R. Fightmaster (1992) - is non-binary (they/them).

Rose Matafeo (1992) Samoan / White- has spoken up for Palestine!

Bobbi Salvör Menuez (1993) - is trans non-binary (they/them) - has spoken up for Palestine!

Naomi McPherson / MUNA (1993) West Indian and White - is queer and nonbinary (they/them) - has spoken up for Palestine!

Jasmin Savoy Brown (1994) African-American / White - is queer - has spoken up for Palestine!

Midori Francis (1994) Japanese / White - is queer.

Jaz Sinclair (1994) African-American / White.

Bilal Baig (1995) Pakistani - is non-binary (they/them).

Radhika Madan (1995) Punjabi - esp in Saas, Bahu Aur Flamingo.

Jessie Mei Li (1995) Hongkonger / White - is a gender non-conforming woman who uses she/they - has spoken up for Palestine!

AURORA (1996) - has spoken up for Palestine!

Luca Hollestelle (1996)

Florence Pugh (1996) - has spoken up for Palestine!

Young Eun Kwon (1997) Korean.

Quintessa Swindell (1997) African-American / White - is non-binary (they/he) - has spoken up for Palestine!

Nátaly Neri (1997) Afro Brazilian.

Havana Rose Liu (1997) Chinese / White.

Chloé Hayden (1997) - is autistic, has ADHD, and is chronically ill.

Bree Kish (1996) ¼ Black - has spoken up for Palestine!

Simone Joy Jones (1999) African-Amerocan.

Brianne Tju (1998) Chinese and Indonesian.

Pegah Ghafoori (1999) Iranian.

Sab Zada (1999) Chinese, Filipino, and Hispanic - has spoken up for Palestine!

Lucas Lynggaard Tønnesen (2000)

Odessa A'zion (2000) Ashkenazi Jewish, English, some Irish, Northern Irish, Welsh, German - has spoken up for Palestine!

Please let me know if you want a more specific age range!

[kylievershion]

the thing is I half-jokingly associate others with a fictional character

purrshadow- purloin/pumpkin pie cookie

zuno, lemon & mo- roguefort cookie

anthony- SeaWings

cen & rowan- millennial tree cookie

aster- bow (inanimate insanity)

lily- white lily cookie

aevan -latte cookie (obviously) & cotton candy cookie

space- cream puff /hj or roguefort

razi- banana cookie

suzy- mugman

toby & mia- bambi and dave

nyla- cuphead

kyrie- THE ENTIRE BITTER CHOCO DECORATION /JOKE

lola- rockstar cookie

shyft- wind archer cookie & pure vanilla cookie

almond & p0ff- almond cookie

sushi- pearl/marina (splatoon) or bulbasaur

vee- red velvet cookie

remy- otori emu

rosaline- strawberry cookie

doc- toothpaste/mint choco cookie

austin - n

ori- sans

hazel- eclair cookie

[snowviolettwhite]

My Fandoms:

Stranger Things

Wednesday

Addams Family

Captain America

Percy Jackson

9-1-1

9-1-1: Lone Star

Interview With A Vampire

Twilight

Harry Potter

The Umbrella Academy

Sweet Tooth

The Last Of Us

Bridgerton

The Sandman

What We Do In The Shadows

A League Of Our Own

Paper Girls

The 90's Show

Brooklyn Nine-Nine

Abbot Elementary

Night Court

Good Omens

Daredevil

Barbie

The Marvelous Mrs Masiel

Julia & The Phantoms

I Am Not Okay With This

Star Vs. The Forces Of Evil

Gravity Falls

Disney Descendants

Edward Scissorhands

Beetlejuice

2 Broke Girls

Schmigadoon! 

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To Television Watch & Catch Up On:

(Subject To Add To List & Cross Out What Has Been Watched)

Yellowjackets

Suits

The Bear

Hello Tomorrow!

Dickinson

Rise Of The Pink Ladies

Lessons In Chemistry

Our Flag Means Death

Hacks

Shinning Vale

Emily In Paris

Wolf Pack

Chucky

First Kill

Ginny & Georgia

Pretty Little Liars

Russian Doll

Julia

The Boys/Gen V

The Gilded Age

Loki

The House Of Usheer

School Spirits

Only Murders In The Building

Doctor Who

She-Hulk

Daisy Jones & The Six

Ms. Marvel

Fanfic

Mayfair Witches

The Witch Lotus

Ted Lesso

Shrinking

Films To Watch & Catch Up On:

(Subject To Add To List & Cross Out What Has Been Watched)

Lisa Frankenstein (Go See It In Theatres)

Taylor Swift Concert Movie

Wonka

Bottoms

Priscilla

Pearl

SpiderMan: Across The Spider-Verse

Do Revenge

Bridesmaids

Elemental

Fear Street

X

Asteroid City

Promising Young Woman

Theatre Camp

Ruby Gillman, Teenage Kraken

Weird Al

Blue's Big City Adventure

Joyride

Megan

Disenchanted

Dora & The Lost City Of Gold

Unpregnant

Not Okay

Princess

Rosaline

Mixtape

Birds Of Prey

Moxie

Plan B

Flower

Palm Springs

Eighth Grade

Ghost World

The Fabelmans

Permanent

The Broken Heart Club

Scoob!

Scott Pilgrim vs. the world

We Can Be Heroes

Mama Mia 2

(500) Days Of Summer

Bill & Ted Face The Music

Lightyear

Portrait Of A Lady On Fire

The Hunger Games: The Ballad Of Songbirds & Snakes

Fantastic Beasts: The Secrets of Dumbledore

Power Rangers

Cinderella

Juno

Ghostsed

Carrie

Vampires Vs. The Bronx

Poor Things

Mean Girls Musical

(Based On My List Feel Free To Reblog Or Recommend Films Or Television Shows.)

(If Anyone Has Shows Or Films Or Books That Are About People In Their Mid-Late 20s Or Entering Their Thirty That Would Be Nice. Most Media Is Either About Teenager And College Kids Or Mid-Age Adults Having A Midlife Crises.)

[savvythepirate]

My Nightmare

Pairing: Hector Barbossa x OC!reader

Warnings: None

Requested by: @princessofthornsandroses

The Request:

Hey could I request my oc x barbossa same one as last time but she comforts him after he had a nightmare

***

Barbossa was one hell of a team leader, never showing any shadow of fear over anything.

Well, that was the case before he met and rescued Lora. The only thing in the world he let fear consume him, was just the thought of losing Lora and he just can’t let that happen. Lora Lee Rosaline was his one and only, he would do anything to keep her safe by his side. Wen Lora was first picked up to join the team, the whole thing was taking place during a raid and Barbossa was the one to find her locked away in a dungeon cell, looking to be on the brink of death, not to mention to be completely forgotten about.

It was as though she had been abandoned by her people and something told him she needed to be saved before her conditions worsens, before it was too late. Barbossa himself could be her only reign of rescue and last hope to be saved. Knowing he could give Lora a better life motivated him to call the everyone over to help break her out of there. He wanted to give her a better life, but he can only do so if she chooses to follow him. What really got to him was the notice of her seemingly having to eat in days and was very malnourished, and is she had gone any longer, who knows how much time she would have left. With the help of his team, they were able to bust through the cell door without having to use a key, but they stay back behind as Barbossa becomes the one to make the first approach to Lora. Before he could get any closer, she hid her face in between her knees at first, before being brave enough to look at her savior.

Lora’s eyes showed fear beyond belief, making the approach a little more challenging. He took slow steps before reaching his hand out to her, gently inviting her to come along, to leave all this for a better life.

“It’s alright, you’re with us now.”

Lora continued to look up at him, a little amount of fear still showing in her eyes before hesitantly accepting his hand. Barbossa helps her up before making the run, holding her hand as they lead the way to the Black Pearl.

It took Lora a while to adjust to her new life, as all Lora knew was hardcore mistreatment caused by her people and from her people. Barbossa was different in a way she liked, she found him to be a funny, sassy, and goofy man to ever have met, one she needed in her life. After Lora was rescued, Barbossa knew it was going to take her some time to get used to her new surroundings and to fully recover from those horrible events she was to go through forcefully. As Barbossa helps her through recovering, it was sometime during that time they both started to fall for each other and eventually, the both of them had become lovers in a new relationship.

Lora was treated like a Queen, and the crew she called family had truly becomes her family. She couldn’t as for any better then what she had now as a fresh start. Nightmares of her dark past crept within her as she sleeps the night away, the dreams were a reminder of the darkened memories she wished more then anything to forget them as if they happened in the first place. But that wasn’t possible, Lora knew that, she kept the nightmarish emotions under lock and key and didn’t plan to be open minded to talk about it to anyone, even her savior. It wasn’t long before Lora had decided to open to Barbossa as the nightmares got worse then any better. When she brought the subject up to him, he was quite surprised that she was trusting him enough to talk about these things.

He sat there, clasping his hands with hers as his way of bringing comfort to her as he listens intently to the details provided. The details were horrific, he had no idea she had gone through all that, and couldn’t help himself from pondering the question, “How can one human being do that to anther?” Especially to the most innocent of all people, people like his Lora, who carried grand potential as the people seem to be too blind to see it. As the nightmares got worse, Barbossa had the idea of moving Lora into his sleeping quarters, and that seemed to help as the nightmares got more and more less and eventually, they stopped.

But nightmares were just as contagious as yawning. Because now, they were happening to Barbossa. Lora would be awakened by Barbossa thrashing around in his his sleep like a mad man beside you as they got more intense. Sitting up, Lora reaches over to him and gently shakes his shoulder, then she starts poking him on his sides, and that was all it took. While he was actually waking up, he gasps unexpectedly causing Lora to jump in slight fright. Knowing that he might be upset with her about waking him, she quickly apologizes before letting him know the purpose of this.

“I’m sorry to wake you, hon.” She begins.

“What are you still doing up?”

“I haven’t been up this whole time, I just woke up to you having a struggle in your sleep. I must say, that was quite a dream you seemed to be having.”

“Yes. Yes it was, and that’s all I’m going to say about it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure. Go back to sleep now, Lora. You need the rest.”

“I can’t do that unless I know you’re really okay.”

Barbossa lets out a heavy sigh, before turning back so that he’s facing Lora rather then the wall.

“Come here.”

Before she could even move, she feels the soft touch of Barbossa’s hands gently gripping her arm and pulling her close to him, close enough so that she can bury her face in his chest as he embraces her.

This was a recent made system as a way to bring comfort to one and and the other. She could feel Barbossa starting to relax and settle down a bit after that nightmare. Rather then it being one comforting the other, it was the two pair comforting each other this time.

Just the two of them.

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Requests: OPEN

@savvythepirate

[cto10121]

R&J Clown Takes Round ♾️ + Part 13

I’m back!!!! It’s been awhile, but I wanted some fresh takes for once instead of another round of stale clownery. Featuring R&J Glorifying Suicide(tm) and It’s A Tragedy, Actually, Not A Love Story, but funnier. On nom nom away

Clown OP is definitely one of those who would think Brutus was honorable for committing suicide at the end of Julius Caesar but clutches their pearls when two teens do it for love.

So, no, R&J is not even about suicide, much less glorifying it. Nowhere in the play does R&J glorify suicide or death—on the contrary, Juliet freaks out when thinking about being buried alive in the tomb and Romeo speaks with horror of the tomb in pretty much the same language. Hell, it isn’t really even about death. Suicide is a means to an end—being with each other. If things were different, they would never even think of the possibility.

Tell me you’re American without telling me you’re American—

Juliet fell in love with Romeo when Paris was a vague twinkle in their parents’ eye. They only decided to have her married off after she and Romeo fell in love and consummated their union.

That would have instantly dissolved at the slightest hardship. Polycules are notoriously fragile. Also Rosaline is literally sworn to chastity, so thanks for the erasure. Also, also, Juliet canonically can’t stand Paris.

Sampson and Gregory joking about killing and raping Montague women is such a knee-slapper, I agree! Seriously, the only laughter I can see emanating from the Theater at the time would be derisive (maybe the creeps and dude bros would be validated, idk). They are so clearly drawn to be stupid boors you’re not supposed to like, it’s more of a satire than anything else.

Rebranded As A Love Story!!!!!

“Rebranded as a love story” “Playing hockey” 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I CAN’T

So anyway, for the 500th time, Shakespeare totally shipping Romeo and Juliet together is as canonical as you can get.

As for hockey buddies…well, you’ve got a point there. Because hockey buddies would totally fake their deaths and commit suicide for each other. Hockey is that emotional a sport.

Fiction /= real life is an equation too complicated for Clown OP. This has to be trolling.

[hyalene]

` - 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥. – soundtrack. *     ◟    :    〔   madison beer  ,      ciswoman    +   she / her    〕      julia    markin ,      some say you’re a  twenty-four year old  lost soul among the neon lights.      known for being both  poised  and  self-sabotaging,  one can’t help but think of  jackie's only happy when she's up on the stage  by   morrissey  when you walk by.    are you still a    associate   /     principal ballerina  at    hanging man   /   new york ballet company,     even with your reputation as the ouroboros ?     i think we’ll be seeing more of you and a neglected bottle of spumante left to burst in the freezer,  ants swarming a cast aside strawberry sucker, when the rose overgrows so does its thorn although we can’t help but think of  brooke maddox  ( mtv's scream ),  hannah geist  ( antiviral ),   mitsuko souma  ( battle royale )    whenever we see you down these rainy streets.

𝙵𝚄𝙻𝙻 𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴:   julia miranda mirkin . 𝙽𝙸𝙲𝙺𝙽𝙰𝙼𝙴(𝚂):  jules . j . juju . 𝙰𝙶𝙴:  twenty - four . 𝙱𝙸𝚁𝚃𝙷:  11 january 1999 .     syracuse,  new york . 𝚂𝙴𝚇𝚄𝙰𝙻𝙸𝚃𝚈:  bisexual . 𝚁𝙴𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂𝙷𝙸𝙿 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚃𝚄𝚂:   single . 𝚉𝙾𝙳𝙸𝙰𝙲:  capricorn sun.  scorpio moon.  capricorn rising.  aquarius venus. libra mars. 𝙿𝙷𝚈𝚂𝙸𝚀𝚄𝙴:  stands at five feet, seven inches.  on the sylphine side.    this,   however,   does  not  equate  to  the  absence  of  sinew–––    due  to  years  of  ballet  training,    some  muscle  shows,    most  prominently  in  her  biceps,    her upper  back,    &    her legs. 𝚅𝙾𝙸𝙲𝙴𝙲𝙻𝙰𝙸𝙼 (𝚂𝙿𝙾𝙺𝙴𝙽):  madison beer . 𝙾𝙲𝙲𝚄𝙿𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽:  principal ballerina at the new york ballet company. 𝙰𝙵𝙵𝙸𝙻𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽:  associate to hanging man. 𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙻𝚄𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚂:  angela hayes  ( american beauty ).  beverly  ( everybody wants some ).   pearl prynne  ( the scarlet letter ).  willa ferreyra ( succession ).  molly gunn  ( uptown girls ).   rosaline   ( after juliet ).  cherry valance ( the outsiders ). jane margolis ( breaking bad ). maria khoreva. chemtrails over the country club. tidal.  

tw: murder, body image, parental pressures.

𝙴𝚇𝙿𝙾𝚂𝙸𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽: - the city always manages to accumulate the most snow at the year's start. it's been measured, fixed as fact : cyclically, verglased pathways vex those in search of a way through one scene into another, the algor that had been viewed with awe upon its introduction into each little life grown old to ones with experience. this, of course, is when you make your entrance. 'little coppelia', your grandmother muses aloud as your small frame curls into itself in her arms. 'she's a quiet one.' they aren't constraints. 'that's unusual –– for when they're so fresh.' not yet. 'she'll do well.'

- you're watching mama set into a poetic form of motion before your first steps are in the realm of possibility–– if not on stage or inside studio walls, then it's a cooldown to the cooldown from before on the den's rug. if not that, then rolling out tense muscles through the doorway to the master bedroom. but try as she may, there's never a full release, never a whole relaxation for her, you deduce after some years. winter winds sinew tight, but spring & summer should provide some sort of getaway, no? no. not with the chill embedded into the bones of the home. not with the held tongues & hollow spaces.

- your father provides a harbinger for hope of that frore thawing, though. it's often late when he gets home, long past the moon's ascendence into the sky or on the brink of early morning, but even mama bends her iron will to let him peek into your room & come wish you the best yesterday or tomorrow (the lines began blurred together) before ducking out & leaving you to let your imagination fill in the lacunas. where mama is strict, your father tells you in these brief exchanges that you inherited his smile to make up for your delitescent fighting spirit–– whether some needless negotiation over homework with another private school teacher, an argument kindled by your own reckless whims with a week-long boyfriend, a wave of drama within your friend group. . . there's been a need to be at the center of something since before you began ballet training.

- that had been as soon as it made sense : as in your infantile posture was judged as a nice foundation for forging a successor of sorts / as in you were walking without tumbling forwards on every other attempt to take more than three steps . you were known for your mother's work ethic without being a natural possessor of it, expected to mirror the way she so prettily stitched her lips shut. you were barely five, tugging at straying, fraying threads to canvas slippers, hand put right back in place every time it was tugged away.