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[mommycity]

Nanami fucking loses it

Nanami who fucking loses his composure after watching a disciple getting gravely injured. Nanami who starts reflecting on his life. You, your is whole life, outside of work ofc. Nanami who starts thinking about you. Your sweet smile, your warm hands after washing the dinners from a homely dinner, the way your nose scrunches when you concentrate, the way you hum. It makes him think, long and hard. And nanami is only a man, he starts thinking about how you feel physically. so soft so malleable. The way you fold and crease.

Nanami who fucking loses it as his mind starts to wonder as he goes home. Nanami whose blood starts to rush south as he thinks about how you cum around him. The way your take one deep breath before releasing. Nanami who fucking loses it when he goes home to you sitting on the couch. Nanami who can't contain himself and he fucking loses it.

[saberafterdark]

what if i ended it all right now.

[spider-shoes-archive]

an eulogy & a love letter to the universe

wikipedia / the new york times / universe today / why the sun chases the moon / carl sagan / @/selkielore / neon glow, glass beach / ann druyan / @/criminalwife on twitter / pale blue dot from voyager / neil degrasse tyson / david jones

[wikitpowers]

[pinkhairedlily]

sasuke's hawk has flown, a roll of a parchment cornerpiece tied around its leg. the message is a single word, sparse, straight to the point: "done".

he tastes the seaspray on his lips. the yellow and orange hues flicker on the unending blue oblivion, a sunset. they eventually turn into tinges of reds and purples, until the moon breaks into million pieces on the surface of the tides. 

has she seen the ocean like this?

and so he writes.

on the night he comes back, sakura asks a minute of his time. sasuke holds off a reply; she could take hours or days even. he finds that he wouldn't mind.

"do you take me for a fool?"

it catches him offguard. "what?"

"do you think it doesn't interest me—your missions?" she says. he stares at her, oblivious as always, and this must exasperate her more. "you intentionally keeping me out of the loop makes me feel like i never grew up in your eyes. they receive letters from you on the important things while i get—"

"they're important things," he replies, "to me."

It's her turn to stare at him, dumbfounded.

"the wildflowers at the mouth of the cave?" sakura asks.

"jugo said it's the only plant allowed to grow on it. they're poisonous, given the soil composition, but you might extract an antidote or something out of that."

she shakes her head. "the lightning festival?"

sasuke shrugs. "it's a force to reckon, seeing the villagers of mist bend the storm to their will."

"the ocean?"

"konoha is land-locked."

"cherry blossom trees growing," sakura continues, "sasuke, there's also spring here."

"they are two different springs." 

sasuke looks away, finding it easier to lean into the truth. "you are a well-recognized medical ninja. you sit in councils that decide important matters. you already know what i sent them. i just wanted you to see the same things i see. that's all there is to it."

"why?"

sasuke has no answer to that. it's merely an impulse, a stupid impulse. of probably a yearning of sorts. of seeing beautiful places and no one to write them to. of visiting foreign lands and wondering—wishing—she was with him.

it is a heavy confession, to which sasuke is unable to let go in naked honesty.

sakura sighs. "you know, that's a convoluted way of saying something."

"how should i do it then?"

"you'd start with, 'sakura, would you like to go to the beach with me?' "

[volkswagonblues]

ok having finished the show, i've thought about it and the funniest way for IWTV s3 to do Devils Minion storyline is if present day Armand tries to gaslight old Daniel by making up a torrid decade-long love affair between them back in the 1970s to 80s, getting all fired up on the gothic romance in his head like showing daniel the Blood Locket (tm) and being all "daniel i actually erased your memories of us because u couldn't bear to live w/o me!!"

He narrates it over the course of an episode only for old Daniel in the last 5 mins to be like what the FUCK are you talking about and it turns out Armand is just. lying through his teeth. once again.

[cavinginhisfvce]

Old Habits Die Hard | jey uso x rhea ripley

a jhea story snippet ill never finish i fear..

This wasn’t supposed to be happening. Jey wasn’t supposed to be mad at her, he wasn’t supposed to be avoiding her, or only interacting with her when the situation called for it.

And yet…all those things were true. They were true because try as hard as she might, Rhea couldn’t seem to fight the itch to do something underhanded, whether it be to win her own matches, or help her almost, but not quite boyfriend win his Intercontinental title match.

She could’ve predicted he’d be a little upset, if for no other reason than he didn’t win said title cleanly. However, in Rhea’s defense, her ‘help’ only served to work in Bron’s favor; Jey still got the pin of his own volition.

Rhea could see in Jey’s eyes when he caught her gaze as the ref raised his arm, that he was upset. It just hadn’t dawned on her just how upset he was.

But, here they were, two weeks down the line, and Jey wouldn’t even say more than two words to her if Damian wasn’t around.

Damian noticed a change in how Jey was acting with Rhea, and when he questioned it, Jey shrugged him off with a small smile, his eyes never leaving Rhea as he spoke,

“She know what’s up.”

His smile didn’t reach his eyes, and Rhea knew then, she’d well and truly fucked up.

She just didn’t know how badly until Sami Zayn came barreling down her hotel door, his lips pursed as he invited himself into the space without hesitation.

[moontearpensfic]

Anytime, Anywhere, Always Snippet

Harry corrupts Tom AU! Both boys are Gryffindors, and Harry is a sixth-year, while Tom is a fifth-year! 💕💕💕

"Tom," Harry greets. He leaves the doorway to perch on the edge of the bed, close to Tom's knee. "I wanted to wish you good luck." "You couldn't tell me that at breakfast?" Tom asks him, amused. "Maybe I didn't want to share you with anyone," Harry says, and Tom's stomach clenches with a strange sort of heat. The older boy wets his lips and straightens his glasses—looks directly into Tom's eyes, only to pause as he catches sight of the box of Honeydukes chocolates on the nightstand. "What are those?" Though he does a decent job of keeping his voice casual, Tom can see the tightening around his jaw and the flush to his cheeks. As if he's grown flustered. Tom states the obvious. "Chocolates." "Right." Harry drops his eyes. "They're not from me. Another admirer?" "Yes," Tom admits. "Ginevra. But if I'm being truthful, I find her attention… annoying." "Then why take her chocolates?" There's a slight defensiveness to Harry's chuckle, and Tom enjoys the way it makes the fluttery sensations in his stomach that have harassed him for weeks around Harry flare into a wicked thrill. "They taste good," Tom replies. He manages to keep his tone free of delight. "Do I need another reason?" "No, 'course not," Harry says quickly. They change topics to how Tom's studying is coming along, but Harry's eyes continue to stray toward the chocolates for the duration of their visit.

[firenati0n]

wip wednesday <3 :)

hello friends :) thank you to @priincebutt @suseagull04 @rmd-writes @leaves-of-laurelin @eusuntgratie for the tags! early for me today, what a shocker lmfao

here's a snip from a new actor au i have affectionately named chris nolan!alex and cillian murphy!henry fuck around and find out. i spoke about it first here during the wip game. collaborators to friends to lovers to exes to enemies to grudging partners to friends to lovers:

“And the Oscar goes to…Alex Claremont-Diaz for [movie name]!” Alex can’t hear the applause over the heartbeat absolutely pounding in his ears, drowning out the praise. He gets up from his seat in a trance, his eyes finding the only person at this table who matters in this moment.  Henry is looking at him with adoration overflowing in his bottomless blue eyes—Alex can’t get enough of those fucking eyes. They’re Henry’s moneymaker, that’s for certain. Now, they’re Alex’s everything.  He wordlessly gives Henry a hug, feels strong arms wrap around his shoulder and waist. He presses his cheek into the curve of Henry’s neck, scrunching his eyes shut briefly, knowing the cameras are zoomed in on his every expression. He wishes he could tuck this moment safely away from prying eyes, press it in between the pages of the script that brought them together; he wishes he could keep something for himself in this business, keep something sacred. He wishes he was allowed to want things he can’t have without fear of them slipping away. He wishes and he wants. 

xoxo roop

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[wikiangela]

fuck it friday

tagged by @tizniz @bidisasterbuckdiaz @honestlydarkprincess 💖💖

still on my bucktommy bs, I'll be back to buddie but i'm too obsessed with tommy/lou to think about anything else rn lol

so here's a bit of something short I'm wiriting for 7x05 from tommy's pov, idk what this is, what it's gonna be, but I wanna finish it tonight or maybe by the end of the weekend so posting it here to motivate myself and also tell me what y'all think bc the more i reread all of it the more i doubt myself lol

___

It took him some time, plus a lot of self-reflection and just taking it one step at a time, letting himself look at other men, this time consciously and sometimes deliberately, noticing how hot they are, how they make him feel. He let himself feel how they make him feel. It took a minute to stop feeling guilty and ashamed, and to rework all those internalized prejudices that had been ingrained in him his whole life.

He gave himself time, a lot of time, started with just chatting with guys on dating apps, later got the courage for some casual dates, and when he met the man who would be his first actual boyfriend, his first gay relationship, that he genuinely liked, he felt ready to pursue that. It didn’t work out then, that’s just life, but it was a good relationship, because he was ready for it. Now he feels settled and comfortable with himself, feels confident, and knows what he wants. And he wants- he wants love. He doesn’t want to put any pressure on any relationship he might start, but ultimately, that’s the goal. Love. 

He really doesn’t mind being this first to Evan. He likes Evan. He has those bright blue eyes that seem to shine their own light, and that wide, excited smile that makes it impossible not to smile back, with that adorable dimple accompanying it, that makes Tommy melt a little every time he sees it. Plus, those perfect, kissable lips he can’t wait to taste again, and the distinctive birthmark just adding to the charm. And he’s big and strong and so hot, too. And he’s just so nice, and so adorable and endearing, and he’s so easy to talk to. Tommy just wants to keep getting to know him, spend time with him, develop this relationship and see where it can go. And with any luck, maybe this one could last, could be something real.

The thing is, Tommy is ready for serious. He can take it slow, give Evan time to figure everything out, but he’d also like to know where he stands. He would never want to pressure him to come out before he’s ready, but he also knows he doesn’t want to be anyone’s dirty little secret. Been there, done that.

Still, he would be fine with keeping it just to him and Evan for now, for as long as Evan needs. But then…

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[colgatebluemintygel]

toothpaste, if you knew how much i miss oao you would post the next chapter just out of pity

i hope this sates ur yearning <3

Remus hums under his breath as he tends to the pot on the stove. Sirius is keeping a casual but close eye on him—things tend to erupt, or catch on fire, whenever Moony sets foot in the kitchen. But all is quiet aside from Remus's humming and the scratch of charcoal against paper. It's just them and their little cabin for what feels like forever Sirius doesn’t need to look at the page to know what he’s drawing; he knows he’ll find hunched shoulders, a notched nose, and soft curls. Remus chuckles under his breath, drawing Sirius’s attention away from his drawing. “What?” Sirius asks, quirking his head to the side. Remus covers his mouth as his chuckle turns into something more jubilant and less controlled. “Oh,” he says between laughs. “Oh, bother.” “What?” Sirius asks again, fighting a smile of his own. “It’s sugar.” “Where?” Sirius’s eyes widen. “In the pasta?” Remus nods, desperately trying to fight his giggles, and Sirius loves him so, so desperately. “You even brought tinned sauce,” Remus gasps out. “You gave me one job.”

MWAH

[unicornpopcorn14]

Rewatching the skk reunion scene is so weird. It almost plays like a fever dream.

Like,,, it doesn't even feel like a reunion after four years, you get me? The fact that they have been previous partners is more said than it is shown, to the point where I had depicted their dynamic in a shallow 'oh someone Dazai previously knows that he's outsmarting/tormenting? Yeah, that checks. It's like his dynamic with Kunikida but more hostile because they're enemies' way

Que my jaw dropping so hard to the floor once I find out that they've known each other since they were fifteen.

So yeah, maybe I'm just stupid, but Chuuya's introduction didn't really seal the skk dynamic for me (still doesn't, btw). I consider the Lovecraft fight to be the true introduction of what skk really is (read: the true reunion), giving them an aura of immense power via Mori's speech then finding them bickering about random freaking things, till Lovecraft shows up and their compatibility shows with it. So you get the idea that yeah, they were clearly partners.

Besides, it makes more sense given that Chuuya first speaks of what he'd done when Dazai left, because you'd figure out that this is one of the first things he'd mention at a reunion, you know?

But my feelings aside, you know what the in-universe explanation for how weird the dungeon scene is would be?? That this isn't their reunion at all. They've been meeting in secret these past two/four years, only saying otherwise aloud because there are cameras in the torture room or smth dgdgdyehe

[skinandscales-if]

S&S Anniversary

Today officially marks the 1 year anniversary of the demo release Skin & Scales! The first of many, I hope! I’m so very lucky and fortunate to have such cool people interested in my work, and I’m so delighted to see where the future takes us.

The story is still a baby, with much more to go, but I feel so honored to have built up exactly what the story sets out to create: community. You all have been an incredible part of this journey, and I could not be more grateful, especially to those who send me messages and take the time to interact, big or small. I want to do you justice, and I want to create the best product from everyone’s patience and love over this past year and onwards. This world and the characters have always been a welcome place to return to, and that’s thanks to you all. Thank you so much and here’s to more years to come. ❤️

To celebrate, here’s a little lore tease :)

BELOW IS THE WRITTEN TRANSCRIPT OF PRIVATE POLICE QUESTIONING. DO NOT REPLICATE.

REPORT BY OFFICER LEWIS BRANDY

SEND TO INSTITUTE IMMEDIATELY

DATE: 02/29/1990

QUESTIONS START 09:32

OFFICER BRANDY: Can you state your name for the record?

DARLING: Yes, of course. My name is Samantha Darling.

B: Great. Thank you for your cooperation, Mrs. Darling. I'd like to start by asking you a few questions regarding last night, the twenty-eighth of February.

DARLING: Ash Wednesday, yes.

B: That's actually what I'd like to start with. You’re a member of St. Cadoc’s Church in the western district, correct?

DARLING laughs.

DARLING: Yes, though I suppose that doesn’t matter too much anymore. I hadn’t visited in a while after the… new management.

B: Right. You were present at the incident, correct?

DARLING: That is correct.

B: Mind stating where you were in relation to the incident?

DARLING: I was checking in on a neighbor of mine down the street across from the church. I live in a small apartment a few blocks down, meaning I crossed by right as things got intense.

B: You saw the smoke?

DARLING: Easily. It hadn’t reached my house yet, but the smoke was already taller than all of the nearby buildings. It was… it was pretty horrible.

B: Understandable. I’d like for you to detail all that you saw when you arrived on the scene, Mrs. Darling. If you’re able.

DARLING: Of course. When I could see the ashes I pivoted from my street to get a better look, and by the time I could see other people, it was clear that the church was burning into nothing. It was… really hot, and pretty suffocating up close like that. But the fire didn’t look normal it was…

DARLING stops talking and folds her hands into her lap.

B: Blue.

DARLING: Blue. And hot white, but it wasn’t as significant to me at the time. It wasn’t like any other fires I had witnessed.

B: And what did you see around you?

DARLING: Around me? A handful of other folks, mostly shifters, all really scared and confused. I thought maybe one of them would know, but they were all either speechless or just as perplexed as me. It… it was pretty horrific to see, even if we didn’t hear screaming or anything.

B: Was anyone fleeing from the scene? Or anyone around looking suspicious?

DARLING: I… um… no? Not really? I wasn’t paying that much attention, but I saw shadows flickering in the fire, along with some noises from within. Not anyone who sounded hurt though.

B: Yes. And no one around you who saw anything either?

DARLING pauses.

DARLING: I didn’t ask…? It didn’t seem like it. We were all a bit preoccupied. I think someone ran to get a firefighter.

B pauses and shuffles his papers.

B: Right. You mentioned hearing noises inside the church, correct? Could you make any of it out?

DARLING: No. I thought it was just the fire at first, but then it sounded like… well it might sound odd, but it sounded like a conversation. Probably something closer to an argument. I might have heard a roar.

B doesn’t say anything right away. DARLING frowns then leans in a bit.

DARLING: I know Firespitters can withstand extreme heat longer than most but do you think there really could have been someone in *that*? I heard the priest perished in the fire, he may have been one of the voices inside, but I’d never been to a sermon of his. He was one of those, though.

B: Mrs. Darling, please remember I’m asking the questions here. This is a very intense case, and we are taking all possible precautions to make sure this can’t happen again. You understand that, right?

DARLING is quiet for a moment.

DARLING: Right. Yes. Sorry.

B: It’s alright. You’ve given us a lot of important information today, ma’am. Before we wrap up though, are you sure nothing else caught your eye?

DARLING goes quiet again.

DARLING: Well… I did see a larger man leaving right as I arrived. He didn’t look suspicious, he was helping a woman around his size leave the scene, but they traveled down a back alley before I could get a good look. I don’t think they were responsible though, I was worried they were hurt it looked like the woman-

B: Thank you for your time, Mrs. Darling.

DARLING straightens up.

DARLING: Ah- sorry?

B: You’ve given us a lot of valuable information today, ma’am, and the city thanks you for your service. It cannot be understated. Outside, we’ll just gather a quick survey of information in case we need to contact you again, but you are otherwise free to go.

DARLING: Oh- okay… alright, thank you for your time, Officer.

DARLING stands.

B: Be careful out there Mrs. Darling. Plenty of people who’d love to take advantage of the good folks in this city. Give us a call if you need it.

DARLING leaves.

QUESTIONS END 09:40

OFFICER NOTES: Follow up with Director about sent special forces. Include report on spotted witnesses. Question at further radius. Don’t press peculiarities.

[palepigeon]

Imagining a Vernetto date where they pick out rocks that match the other’s eye colors… Yes like that one Tiktok trend it’s so Vertin coded okay

Vertin probably already has a few pebbles and rocks that are the same color as Sonetto’s eyes; A collection dating as far back as their time in school.

Subconsciously picking out pebbles that have such a familiar green color to them, placing each one into her pocket to share with their deskmate later.

While Sonetto would take this task very seriously!! Trying to find the perfect match to the Timekeeper’s grey-green eyes, searching so intensely through the rocks and musing about how each one is so close, but just not right.

“ Mm.. No, no. The Timekeeper’s eyes aren’t that grey. But they aren’t that green, either.. It’s a subtle hue.. “

‘ ..Sonetto - I think.. You’re taking this much too seriously. ‘

[wispscribbles]

This little bit I wrote as a flashback to right after Hassan’s death is my favourite, they’re so stupid

[sotc]

IT'S JOEVER.

I BEAT ORIGINS. my heart is so full and i have so many feelings but ahhh I loved it SOOO MUCHHHH!!! Honestly surprised with how quickly I attached to my Warden and her story, all the companions are SO SO great. 10/10 best dragon age game by far.

I really enjoyed leaving Milana and Alistair to very much caring for each other after everything was said and done despite the unrequited romance. 😭💗 My heart is so full about those two being such such good friends. And I especially love that Morrigan and her became so close like sisters in the end too. Live well, my friend. Live gloriously. BABY GIRL I LOVE YOUUUUU. Special kiss to the wind for SHALE. Honestly the best person Milana loves to be snarky with fr. lol. NOW ONTO ZEVANA....

Just before the big battle with the Archdemon and I was exploring a few options and I personally headcanon it's a combination of these two scenes that Milana and Zevran share. Milana worried to put him in danger of the Archdemon only for him to tease and insist to come with her before she relents/agrees and finally admits that she loves him. There's something so profound in him not saying it back and yet equally so with Milana saying it to him. She doesn't even need to hear it back in this moment. She knows what he feels mirrors her own; he would choose to be by her side at the end in a shared suicide mission than not at all. That alone is her courage, her strength, her resolve. And Zevran knows it love despite himself but how fucking painful and scary is it to hear those three words in the face of uncertain death? When the last time he heard those three words from Rinna he had damned her and himself? To recognize once more his heart has been touched so irrevocably? He may be grateful fate has brought them together but the circumstances of it all are so, so cruel. Fate is a tricky whore!!!!! What a lovely and incredibly intimate character moment for the both of them. Ugh <33

... BUT ANYWAYS THEN THEY BOTH LIVED YAYYY!!!

MY FUCKIN BABIESSSSSS. SOBS. JUST-- RUN AND JUMPS INTO THAT MANS ARMS AND SMORCHES TF OUT OF HIMMMM. If only to slap his shoulder and roll her eyes when he teases her at the end there LOL. Sooooo... now to play Awakening and all the other dlcs I have yet to do? :)