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5) whoever decided to write a gen fanfiction about this two in the middle of script writing - you were absolutely correct. i simply cannot describe how great this is. the inclusion of sho was very much worth it and their dinamic is very VERY funny
6) [cries and screams and vomits uncontrollably punches walls eats grass hyperventilates looking at the ceiling]
7) him dying in a true babygirl fashion
THE STAGEPLAY WAS SO GOOD
now I wanna talk about my favourite things there
1) shigeo
2) this guy being fruity for no reason
3) THIS WHOLE BIT WAS SOOOO FUCKING FUNNY
4) reigen's ass (Reigen)
Wally is unhinged this season.
“You’ve been here four years babe, try forty”
“Where can we find a bazooka?”
“Why didn’t you break the glass?”
“Maybe she was like a secret brew master. Like making prison hooch”
“Oh my God Rhonda can you please take her back? You wake it you buy it”
“Out of the closet or the pottery room?”
Charley: like body shots?
Wally: ooh I miss those
YES INDEED THE REBLOG @mysteriousmissme
LOOK AT MY POOR GIRLIE
UNRIGHTFULLY SPLIT IN HALF >:(
henceforth i shall split mitsukou in half to compensate
... surprisingly, they’re merging.
they’re so stupid wtf get out
IM SORRY DID I JUST LOSE MY ABILITY TO BREATHE
HELP???????? I LOVE HER SO MUCH ♡♡♡♡
they’re so stupid wtf get out
it’s day 121 of my jshk obsession. soon, in 3 days, my count of hyperfixation days will exceed the chapters of the manga.
yay ! we will obsess. so on, and so forth.
Y'all, imagine how incredible it would be to be both a writer AND a necromancer. You can just telepathically write your books. And not just that! Imagine the efficiency!
Skeleton number one, write this cool plot I have in my head! Skeleton number two, make a tumblr post about how cool it is to be both a writer AND a necromancer!
You didn’t think you were the only magical girl in town, did you? The name’s Agatha Harkness. Lovely to finally meet you, dear.
KATHRYN HAHN AS AGATHA HARKNESS IN WANDAVISION | 2021
Do any of the tangled kids have any love interest later on in their teen lives?
AHHH OK THIS IS A FUN ONE!!! i technically don’t have defined future partners for any of them yet, but i’ve definitely have a few thoughts surrounding this idea
first of all!!! ryder is aroace, emery is a grayromantic sapphic, and alina doesn’t care much for labels but if anyone asks he just says he’s bi.
alina doesn’t get crushes often but when she does she Does Not Know How To Handle It. shes very closed off but analytical, so he tends to observe more than anything and study their behavior much more than usual, trying to know best how to impress them or connect with them. it makes him seem kind of weird sometimes and definitely leads him to overthink easily AHDJASJS. ryder is his number 1 wingman
em can be bubbly and talkative but incredibly practical, so it takes them a while to truly open up to people. shes got Abandonment Issues (tm) but they’re very easily flustered and when people actually see them past their front they collapse and die immediately. they’re also a huge hopeless romantic which is usually the biggest surprise to other people, considering 1. their dads are Themselves and 2. they rarely experience romantic attraction but they LOVE sappy romance novels and big romantic gestures and fairytales with picture perfect endings
the 3 of them always band together to help with the others’ crushes tho, since they tend to be mostly on their own w that stuff….don’t get me wrong their parents are obviously incredibly loving and supportive of them and they appreciate them very much but they are. Not good at relationship advice of any kind
if any of them ever asked how to confess to their crush they’d be like “wait u actually want to ask them out??? like now??? this isn’t just your last resort???” “..yeah????” “….ok yea i don’t think i can help you there sorry”
once when alina was like 13 he had some weird ass rivalry with a girl at school and literally nobody could be normal abt it
kiera was right btw within a few years they couldn’t care less abt each other
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Have the next page of Jersey headcanons, take them off my hands
New Jersey-
So his father is TECHNICALLY the devil, not the Jersey Devil nono just..the devil
Because his father is literally Satan, Louisiana was very cautious around him in the beginning, Jersey did everything he could think of to gain his trust before realizing that it’ll take Loui time before he does
Jersey has two moms, one (Mother) is Swedish while the other (Ma) is Dutch
He has magic, like its demon magic but he has magic, he’s also able to grab a full health report crops and plants, he isn’t the garden state for no reason
While some states are tall or short depending on their state size, New Jersey is in the group (mainly just OG13) that isn’t his height because of his state
Speaking of height, he’s about 5’8, he’s not short, that doesn’t mean he won’t jump onto the counters to get stuff from the shelves, it just mean he doesn’t need too
Technically doesn’t have a soul, the states all have souls but Jersey is kinda soulless, only kinda and technically though because he does have one, he just doesn’t own it
HUGE nerd, loves anything from Star Trek to TMNT to Kingdom Hearts
Feel like this is obvious but he is a MASSIVE hockey guy, loves it, love to play it, thinks the Rangers can go to hell and so can the Flyers, literally only cares about the Devils
He is pretty neutral when it comes to football, both NY’s team plays in his state sure but they aren’t his, that doesn’t mean he won’t root for them, he just needs to be told too
Collects Baseball cards and used to play as well, but so did everyone else and their father in the 60s
Loves to make fudge and taffy, knows every states favorite of both and if they don’t like either he also knows everyone’s favorite chocolates as well
Has great memory, which is his downfall most times when he doesn’t want to remember
Has severe trauma, has gone through many therapists because of it before landing on his current one
Calls Sweden ‘Father Sweden’ and Netherland ‘Dad Netherland’, both are not too sure why or how he started calling them that, let only Jersey himself
Here is the second and last of 2 videos from a year ago that I posted on tiktok and now I'm transferring to tumblr.
At the time, I wanted to do a little bit of Vallety's parents' Lore, but at the time I was too lazy to draw and/or animate even a little, so I did everything in gacha life/club, and this video was no different.
I had come across an audio of the "The Last Unicorn" movie/series(I don't remember) and soon noticed that the audio was about 92% compatible with their Lore so I put 1+1 together
It's kind of bad and the quality may have gotten worse because, TikTok, right, but I still think it's a cool concept :)
The moment Ilara says "I am human" is not, like, her renouncing her origins and accepting that she is now human, or at least partially human.
It's a moment of outburst, of exhaustion, one of those moments where you say things you don't really agree with or think about, a vulnerable moment, caused by the extreme body dysmorphia she felt, which Hansuke helped her overcome, because she is a siren, no matter what her body is, no matter what anyone says, no matter what anyone does/did to her.
And that will never change.
when they say "I love you" but crimson rivers regulus said "I loved you from the start, I love you now, and I'll love you for as long as love is something that exists - and, if it stops exisiting, I'll reinvent it just for you"
New obsession unlocked 🍥
Sitei<3333 please feed me delusional shts
Book Two Cover complete!!!!!
Book one cover
This one was REALLY REALLY FUN just because it was so completely different from the last (because i wanted it to be the same but tonally inverted) symbolism.
Also Drift looks really cute :)))))
Uh Anyway. Go read @notwhelmedyet’s fic if you haven’t already <3
I'm dead. Deceased. I have passed away. HOW??!?! My god, I reckoned there would be cool people here but I never thought I would get this far. Thank you so much, to all of you <3 [Pssst, by the way, new chapter up today or tomorrow. Just so you know ;)]
I love THEEEEEEEEM!!!!🥹😭💖
What’s more wrong? That I, too, wished to be great, or my mother wished she’d had a son.
oh to be getting your food cut for you by bobby kennedy
Spreading this PSA here since people seem to not know; if you hate seeing the awful boy with the flesh cowboy hat, block the #tubi tag. In general if an ad on here is ever annoying and overabundant see if it has any tags, cause for some reason some of them do and that means you can filter them.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAA
KALIM
ANIMATED
HES SO ☹️🫶🏻
HIS FACE IS SO ☹️🫶🏻🫶🏻
HIS INNOCENT LARGE RED ORBS FILLED WITH WONDER
I FELL TO MY KNEES AND SOBBED
KALIM MY KINGGGGGG MY PRINCE THE TWST CHARACTER EVER
I think he’s a cutie pie but also like..,,, he’s a huge stinking nerd 😓😓😓😓😓🙏🏻
reblog and put in the tags how many porn bots followed you today
Remain
Pairing: Azriel x Eris Vanserra
Summary: Haven’t we all wanted someone to just.. yanno.. sleep with It inside? Eris relates. Az and his large wingspan provide.
A/N: hi loveys, below the divider is 750 words and they are all horny (okay some of them are just bratty and it’s all Eris’s fault 😇)
Biceps strained as Azriel caged Eris’s head with his forearms, his fists dipping the mattress as he rammed his cock forward, hips pistoning powerfully. The angle tormented Eris’s prostate relentlessly. Eris’s unnaturally hot, clenching channel was milking Az for all he was worth, each stroke more pleasurable than the last.
Only a few more thrusts and they’d be wrecked. Four rounds would overwhelm the functions of even the most ethereal fae. He was currently having Eris in a somewhat lazy position, laying his damp ginger hair against silk pillowcase and doing all the work after his beloved had nearly done ballet on his dick for at least two of those undoings.
“Haa- fuck, Eris, coming,” he bit out against Eris’s glistening temple.
“Yes, yesss, come for me Az, give me, harder, more, so good,” Eris goaded Az’s orgasm as if his ass wasn’t heavenly enough to elicit it on its own. A bit overkill really. But eris had always been extraordinarily sensual.
“With me, come with me Eris- fuck, please,” he groaned, trying to prevent post-nut guilt of coming first– or fifth?
“Well, how can I say no? You sound so pretty begging, baby,” Eris praised far too coherently for the position he was in.
Azriel buried himself deep inside Eris’s fluttering hole, his balls slapping almost painfully against Eris’s. An anatomical inconvenience. Worth it.
He spilled, letting go and releasing with Eris’s name on his lips. Eris came with him, painting Azriel’s lower abs in sweltering cum, rarely following an order.
“Fuck- that was…” Az lost his vocabularic reach and began pulling back. The heavenly sight of watching his come drip from Eris’s ruined rim was robbed from him as Eris’s hands pulled on Az’s lower back, grounding him further inside.
“Don’t– don’t leave, not yet, please?” Eris asked, a bit shy.
He stopped his retreating hips, brows raising. “Why would I leave? I’m tired.”
“No you dunce, don’t pull out, I want you to stay inside,” Eris dumbed it down a bit.
Look, it wasn’t Az’s fault his brain was no more than a marsh.
Azriel felt his jaw go slack, huffed through his nose. They’d been doing the debaucherous tango for centuries, why the fuck was this the first time Eris had asked?
“What?” Eris complained, forcing an uncomfortable awareness of how long Azriel had been looking at him like he was crazy for not asking previously. How long had he wanted this?
“What happened to me feeling perfect? You were screaming that earlier–” Ah fuck, he should really say something already, but how could one phrase I want immortal lifetimes marinating inside you without sounding like a freak?
“Of fucking course.” He settled his weight down, melting contently and calling upon the shadows to soften his landing and provide a small cushion, even as he taunted, “But when you wake up to me fucking you, I want a thank you, no whining about being crushed all night.”
Shadows snickered at his posturing as they helped heft him slightly up, still sleek and thin enough for Azriel to feel Eris’s heart thump in time with his, their chests giving and taking space as they breathed each other’s air. Dizzyingly close, or maybe it was the sharing breath thing–
POV switch teehee
Eris woke to soft grunts and shallow thrusts, pleased that Az had stayed and also because he was being fucked. This was hardly the time for thoughts.
“I know you’re awake, can see you smiling,” the spy astutely observed. Eris beamed brighter as he opened his eyes to a pretty, haughtily grinning Shadowsinger.
“You caught me, spare me the handcuffs please, m’still rather tired.”
“I’ll have to save that for later then, but I was very much looking forward to a thank you after all those pleases last night.”
“You can have your thank you when you make me come again,” Eris reasoned, closing his eyes and giving in to the smile betraying his brattiness. It was quite difficult to seem nonchalant when he could practically hear Az’s eyes rolling. His hips rescinded before slamming back in, and Eris gasped, hands clinging around Az’s neck, bracing for more.
“Conditional politeness, how very you of you,” Az husked, setting a pace competing with a sexually frustrated sprinter.
“Hnmn, fuck fuck fuck, hng, earn it.”
And he did, fucking Eris into the headboard until they were both moaning hoarsely and Eris may or may not have screamed THANK YOU like a banshee.
Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed !! Thank you @the-darkestminds, I am so so grateful for you, love u mami 😘 and thank you @astro-h0e-4azris for sucking off me ego 😏
Dividers by @saradika-graphics 💗
My Azris babes, @nus4y @jules-writes-stories @fourteentrout @mudandmire @queercontrarian @mistandmemories @iftheshoef1tz @nightsandflamess @chunkypossum @brunetterebel010 @icey--stars @irithiadourden @3xolara @sunstar-drabbles @missblackstar @wovendreamscapes @neciebee 💗💗💗
What Once Was
pairing: Tamlin x Lucien
word count: 697
warnings: none
a/n: written for day 1 of @tamlinweek using the forgiveness prompt. also if i have any hotd fans you may recognize a line at the end, i just thought it worked so well for Tamlin hehe
The Spring Court was quieter than Lucien remembered.
The wind whispered through the overgrown hedges, the scent of wildflowers heavy in the warm air. The once-perfect gardens looked like they had surrendered to time—petals spilling, ivy climbing unchecked, a kind of disarray that made Lucien’s chest ache.
He hadn’t been here in months. But after that dreaded solstice where his mate kissed another and Feyre’s pregnancy where he was treated like a threat to someone he used to call a friend…he hadn’t known where else to go.
But now, his boots crunched across the gravel path that led to the manor, and he felt like a ghost in his own memory. The manor loomed in front of him, sunlit and crumbling around the edges, just like the male inside it.
Lucien swallowed hard and knocked. The door creaked as it opened on its own, and he tentatively stepped through the threshold. His steps echoed on the marble floors. His eyes roamed over the interior. Furniture destroyed, the wooden pieces scattered. Dust covered every surface and flew about the room. And the smell—Cauldron the smell—lead Lucien to believe Tamlin must be bringing his prey back here and leaving the carcass…somewhere.
Lucien was about to open a window or two when he heard the familiar tapping of claws against the floor.
“You have some nerve,” Tamlin growled. Even his beast form had seen better days. Dried blood covered his maw and his golden fur was matted.
Lucien didn’t flinch. He met Tamlin’s sharp green eyes and said, voice soft, “I know.”
“Do you?” Tamlin stalked the rest of the way into the room. “You disappeared. Left when everything was crumbling. When I was crumbling. You didn’t even say goodbye.”
Lucien looked away, jaw tightening. “I didn’t know how to face you.”
“Because of Elain?” Tamlin sneered. “Or because you abandoned your court?”
Lucien’s throat bobbed. “Because I abandoned you.”
Tamlin reared back like he had been slapped.
The tension crackled between, years of history unspoken. Lucien clenched his fists at his sides, then stepped closer. “I came back because I couldn’t stop thinking about it. About you. I miss what we had—what we were before everything fell apart.”
Tamlin laughed, bitter and low. “What we had? You mean the friendship you walked away from? Or the thing you never let yourself name?”
Lucien’s voice cracked. “It had a name to me. I was just too much of a coward to say it to your face.”
Tamlin stared at him, chest heaving. “You think you can just show up and expect forgiveness?”
“No.” Lucien dropped to one knee, head bowed. “But I’ll ask anyway. I’ll beg if I have to. I failed you, Tamlin. I left when I should’ve stayed. I was selfish and afraid, and Mother help me, I regret it every day.”
Silence stretched like a chasm between them. Then there was a flash of light.
Tamlin knelt too, one hand cupping Lucien’s jaw, forcing his head up. There was pain in his eyes. Longing. The kind of grief that never quite heals. Lucien couldn’t help but notice his golden hair was longer than he remembered.
“I wasn’t perfect either,” Tamlin murmured. “I pushed you away. Let the rage win. Said things I didn’t mean.”
“You meant some of them,” Lucien said, a rueful smile curling his lips.
Tamlin huffed a laugh, eyes glinting. “Yeah. Maybe.”
Lucien’s fingers found the edge of Tamlin’s wrist, tentative. “But I never stopped loving you. Even when it hurt. Even when you hated me.”
The hand on his face tightened. Tamlin leaned in slowly like he didn’t trust the moment. Like he expected it to vanish.
Lucien didn’t let it.
He surged forward, lips meeting Tamlin’s in a kiss that was all rage and sorrow and grief. Tamlin responded with a low sound, hands tangling in Lucien’s red hair, gripping him like he might disappear.
They kissed like it was the first time. Like it was the last. Like all the pain they’d carried could finally be set down.
When they pulled apart, foreheads pressed together, Tamlin whispered, “Leave me again at your own peril.”
Lucien breathed, “Not unless you make me.”
Bart Allen’s eyes.
That is all.
Gender didn’t exist in the future: Bart is Pansexual and likes to wear skirts (maybe gender-fluid)
you can't change my mind
Inaccurate Flashfam quotes #2
Bart Allen: Okay, this is it. I'm battling a Evil supervillain trying to kill me and probably my worstest enemy.
Bart's mind: Make casual conversation and playful banter the entire time.
Bart:
Bart: Let's do it.