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[ingeniousmindoftune]

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Cursed Beauty • Two

✬ Pairings: Aquaman x WOC! Reader.

Warning(s): do not interact if you aren’t the age of 18. Do not read if you haven’t read part one. Mentions of gore, strong language, sexual content and subjects that aren’t pleasing to certain viewers. Viewer discretion is advised

Description; At a young age you were cursed with a violent curse, today marked the ninth anniversary of your parents passing. You’ve started your day as normal but out of all days, you break your routine and meet the infamous Arthur Curry, known to the world as Aquaman.

Your eyes are the keepers of your soul.

Your name was not only blessed with a curse but she was also blessed with a gift. Many gifts. Gifts that were valuable to whomever possessed it. Not only did your curse grant you eternal beauty, a beauty that caused anyone to fall for you, and fall down to your feet in a matter of minutes, you could never fully understand nor did you really know all you were capable of.

Your eyes opened slowly, you shook your wrist that were tied behind the chair you were sitting in. Shaking yourself, you were in desperate need of an escape, not even your powers worked. “Your powers won’t save you here.” A voice echoed throughout the abandoned building.

You whimpered. “Let me out. Who are you? Come closer.”

The footsteps increased. Your attention turned to the man standing in front of you, he was tall, looked to be Greek, he had a blind eye with a scar going down it. He wore a long leather coat. “I’m Grey, and you’re going to help me. In return, I’ll lift your curse.” You laugh, shaking your head. “You’re blind and stupid I see.” No one could lift the curse so violently and viciously plastered on you, it was unable to be lifted. The only key to lifting the curse, that neither you or Arthur Curry knew was- your love and the child you two would bore. It was foretold. It was written. Bound to happen.

“Don’t let my one bad eye fool you. You are a mystery, (Y/n.). I’ve been hearing a lot about your family and your curse through the grapevines over the years.”

You looked around, trying to think of what you could do to escape this place. “If you have heard the rumors about me, tell me what you’ve heard. Not all stories hold the truth.” He folds his arms. “In fact, they do. Each lie holds a little truth, doesn’t it?” He pulls out a chair. “The ropes you have around your wrist are why you aren’t able to get out of here. I know all about your curse, that any man gets attached and falls for you, he dies. A violent death. Am I getting warm?”

“Partly.” Your eyes scanned the floor. “What you fail to realize is it’s a two way street. I would have to be in love with them. So if you got me here to use me as a pawn, it won’t work.”

Grey looked at her. “Pawn? Yes. But that’s not what I’m here for. I know that you can see the future, I also know that you have certain qualities that I need at my exposal to take care of a great enemy. You’re more powerful than anyone I’ve ever laid eyes on, (y/n).” Your eyes went from the floor to him, “I’m not helping you. So let me go.”

“You’re going to help me if you want a future.”

You laugh. “The only good benefit of my curse is.. I can’t die, I’ll live long and alone.” Grey knew about her curse, after all his family was the one who placed it long ago. “I know a loophole. All I need for you to do is lure Aquaman out. Your beauty is luring. Literally. And, I need you to keep him from harming me long enough to make my move.”

“I won’t help you kill someone.”

He nods his head slowly. “Not even for your freedom?” Although that felt nice, you were more than ready to be free of this curse. But at the expense of someone else’s Life? He looked at her. “You will think about my offer. It will continue to stand until midnight.” He waved his boys over to release you from your ropes. And you rubbed your wrist. “My answer will not change.” You stood to your feet, you froze him in place. “I will not help you kill anyone, and you are a fool to untie me knowing what I’m capable of.” Using your force, you lifted him up in midair. You stopped his boys from making another step.

“Don’t be a fool. How much more time are you willing to spend alone locked up in that hotel? Away from the world, unloved and isolated!”

You threw him against the wall with your mind, he fell to the ground. Coughing and bleeding from his mouth. You turned your attention to his friends. “You two want a go?” They didn’t take one step. You shook your head walking over to Grey. “I rather take comfort in my sadness, then take a life.” You squat down in front of him, tilting his head back. “You are right though. I’m far more powerful than you or I know. New powers seem to unlock every day. I think you should leave, Grey.” Staring deep in his eyes, I burned into his soul. His eyes started to bleed.

“I have the power over your life right now, I’m staring deep into your soul and all I see is an angry, confused man. You only hate Aquaman because he’s what the world idolizes, and they see what you do as evil.”

Grey was immobilized. Pulling back, your eyes went from golden rose to brown as you exited his mind. He just stared at you, blood from his eyes, body still immobile and limp. “You’re very very stupid. You shouldn’t have untied me.” He chuckled hard. “You think I didn’t have insurances?” You frowned standing tall. “Oh? You talking about the men standing outside waiting for me? Oh sweetheart.” You laughed. “I’ve taken care of them.” Planting a kiss on Grey’s cheek, “Kiss of death. You fall at my feet. You no longer beat.” You recite. He shook, the spot on his cheek where you had kiss had become black; veiny. His face turning from pale to grey.

“Goodbye, Grey.”

••••

You walked out the building covering your body.

You were still unaware of all your capabilities. You were cursed but gifted with numerous gifts rolled in one, you were a powerful being and Grey was just the tip of the iceberg. You knew it wasn’t safe for you in this city anymore, it was time you went elsewhere. You stopped and turned to the building, you watched it burn in flames and collapse.

“You.”

You turned as your body shook. You were burning up. It was below zero but you were boiling. “Arthur?” Arthur just looked at you, he was confused. He didn’t understand what was happening when he knew you were kidnapped. “You’re safe?” You laugh. “I can handle myself. I’ve been doing it for years.” And you have, this wasn’t your first rodeo, a lot of people who knew about you either wanted your gifts for their own gain or wanted you dead for the power you possessed.

You were too powerful.

Yet, alone.

If it boiled down to your happiness or your gifts. You’d choose happiness. No amount of power was worth being alone. Unloved. You wanted to be happy. You wanted a family. You wanted that white-picket fence romance, but all of those things seemed impossible. You could see the future, yet, you couldn’t see past the few visions you got from touching Arthur.

“Yes.” You tried to walk past him, he reached for your hand. “Tell me what’s going on.” He frowned. “You’re burning up.”

He placed his hand to your forehead. “Oh yeah. You’re burning up.” Your forehead was starting to form sweat. His eyes met with yours. “The men who took you?” You turned your attention to the burning and collapsing building, “Their dead. You’re welcome by the way, they wanted you dead. You’ve made a lot of enemies. That’s not even the second person to approach me to help me get close to you, I mean you’re not that powerful so I don’t see why-”

“Hold on, what?”

You sighed heavily. “I have certain abilities. I can’t describe them all because there are so many, one of which is what you feel- when you asked me about my sadness. I’m not sad. Well, I am but.. can we leave here? I can explain more later.” Arthur nods, taking you into his arms. “Oh wow, you really can ride water?” You chuckle. He laughs. “Yes.”

“Thanks. you can put me down now.”

He placed you down into the water, you bounced up and down in the ocean. Your hands swing back and forth. You were trying to get back to your normal body temperature but you were still feeling the residual effects from the burning building. That was another thing, when you used your gifts, some of them you could feel. “Are you cooling?”

“Yes.”

Arthur laid you flat on your back, your eyes met with his. “You want to tell me what happened? I searched everywhere trying to find you and when I do find you, you’re standing outside a burning building and telling me you have powers.” You sighed. “They aren’t so much as powers. I prefer them as gifts and curses. The men kidnapped me, hoping that I would help them kill you in exchange for something I’ve been wanting for some time now.”

“Kill me?” He laughs softly. “And why didn’t you?”

You sighed. “As much as I want my freedom, I won’t take or partake in the acts of another’s demise. Help me up.” He helped you up, you looked over his body, your hand traced his tattoos. “Besides, the world needs you. I can’t take a superhero, now can I?” He looks you in eyes. “You’re so beautiful.” He leans in to kiss you but you stopped him. “Stop. We can’t. You can’t.” Arthur couldn’t explain the desire he had for you: the feeling of familiarity, hopefulness when it came to you.

“Why? Why can’t we?” He tucked your hair behind your ears.

You shook your head. “I’m cursed. I think it’s best we stay away from each other. I appreciate you tracking me down and trying to save me from those men. But I can handle myself and I will be going now.” Arthur shook his head. “What do you mean cursed? I don’t care about any of that. I don’t know what it is about you, I’ve never felt this way towards anyone. But the minute I laid eyes on youu…”

“You fell for me? You wanted to be with me?”

He nods. “Yes.. that, but I also felt familiarity. I feel like we are supposed to be together, like there is something.. something pulling me to you. I can’t quite understand it.” You nod your head slowly. “It’s the curse. It lured men in, lures me in.. caused me and them to fall for eachother only to leave me heartbroken and you dead. Aquaman, trust me, I’m not safe.”

“Neither am I,” he planted his lips against yours.

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[make-me-imagine]

Change of Plans

Plot: After finally giving up on waiting for Ronon to return your feelings, you decide to go on a date with someone who does like you. Unknowingly, Ronon does return your feelings, and decides to finally do something about it.

Prompt: "Did you just tell the person I was gonna go out with that we're dating?" < change slightly in fic Requested By: Anonymous

Pairing: Ronon Dex x GN!Reader

Warnings: Mild mentions of "fighting" (sparring). And a kiss.

Words: 1.7k

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You winced as Ronon slammed John down onto the training mat for the third time. "Getting tired?" Ronon asked with a smirk.

"No!" Sheppard yes as he stumbled to stand. "Just biding my time, wearing you down."

"Uh-huh"

You smiled at their banter as you looked back at Ronon, watching as he circled John. Your eyes trailed up his chiseled arms, up to his defined shoulders.

"Enjoying the show?"

You jumped at the sudden whispering voice beside you. Looking over, you saw Teyla watching you with an amused grin.

"What?" You laughed out, swallowing.

She leaned against the wall beside you. "You seemed to be quite interested in Ronon's....skills."

You rolled your eyes. "I'm watching them train, Teyla."

"Mhm." She hummed as you heard her snicker under her breath. After a short moment of silence, she leaned closer and spoke softly. "When are you going to tell him that you have feelings for him?"

Your heart leapt in your chest as you looked over at Ronon, making sure he could not hear you. You looked back at Teyla and shook your head. "Who said I was ever going to?"

"Oh come on, Y/n. You two would be perfect together."

You let out a small scoff and shook your head. "Well I'm sorry to disappoint you Teyla, but I don't think Ro- I don't think he, has ever looked at me and ever seen anything more than a friend."

Seeing true disappointment flash across your face, she frowned. "I think he has."

"We both know how blunt he is Teyla, he doesn't hide things like I do. If he felt something, don't you think he would have said so by now?"

You could see her weighing your words before she let out a soft sigh. "Perhaps you are right. I'm sorry."

You smiled softly at her as you looked back over at Ronon. "Maybe it's time I try and move on from these feelings. It could only hurt me to keep waiting for something to happen when I know it never will."

Teyla thought for a moment. "Well, you know. Lieutenant Thompson seems to have an interest in you."

"You mean James?" She nodded. "Yeah, I know. He asked me on a date a few days ago, but I said no."

"Maybe you could change your mind?'

Watching as Ronon smiled coyly and took a towel from a pretty ogling soldier, who had been watching from the other side of the room. You felt disappointment fill you.

You let out a soft sigh. "Yeah, I suppose I could." You looked over at Teyla and gave her a soft smile, and she gently squeezed your shoulder. "And, I guess now is a better time than any." You said pushing away from the wall. Giving Ronon one more glance, you left the room, unaware that his eyes followed you out.

Teyla, however, did notice. She also noticed the frown that crossed his face when you left. Ronon crossed the room and approached her, "Wheres Y/n going? What were you guys talking about?"

His eyes were locked on the door you had walked out of. He caught a few words from your conversation with Teyla. 'When are you going to tell him' 'Something about 'feelings', and you said a name 'James?' Who was that? And was he the one you had feelings for? His heart seemed to ache in his chest at the idea.

Teyla squinted at him. "Why do you care?"

He looked back at Teyla. "Uh, well, they usually stay around after my training sessions, to either have a small spar, or we go get some food."

"Well I think Y/n has something more...interesting to do."

"What does that mean?"

"Well, they went to go discuss a date."

She watched closely as Ronon adjusted his stance, clearly caught by surprise at this. "What date?"

"With Lieutenant Thompson of course. He's quite interested in Y/n."

'So Thompson is James?' Ronon felt his face fall. "Is he now?"

Teyla smiled, seeing the clear jealousy that crossed his face. She shook her head and leaned closer to him, speaking quietly. "Sorry to break it to you Ronon, but you hid your feelings to well, and waited to long."

He peered down at her. "What does that mean?"

She let out an aggravated sigh. "Are you really so daft? Y/n has been waiting around for you to show any interest in them for months now. Someone can only wait so long before they finally give up."

Walking away from him with a shake of her head Ronon stared after her. Had you truly been waiting that long? And was he so bad at showing how he felt that you never saw it? Now guilt sat in his chest, paired with his jealousy.

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You let out a defeated sigh as you looked around the cafeteria. You had been waiting for James to get back from his mission to speak with him, but now you could not find him.

Turning to leave, you halted in your steps as you saw him enter. Walking quickly towards him, you smiled. "James."

"Oh, hey Y/n." You were a bit thrown off by his behavior. He seemed happy to see you, yet more reserved than normal.

"I just wanted to talk to you, about that date you asked me on earlier-"

"Oh, don't worry, you don't have to explain."

"What do-"

"Ronon told me."

You stared at him unblinkingly for a moment. "I'm sorry, what did Ronon tell you exactly?"

"That you tow were together, dating."

"Me and Ronon are...dating?"

"Yeah...that's what he said at least. He explained that you refused my date, because you guys hadn't told anyone yet. So no worries, I'm glad you two are happy."

He smiled at you before brushing past you, leaving you perplexed, with your heart pounding. Looking back into the cafeteria, your eyes caught on Ronon as he passed by the doorway.

Following after him, you caught up with him in an empty hallway. Grabbing his arm, he turned around and you smacked him on the chest.

"Ow. What-"

"Did you tell the guy I was gonna go out with that we're dating?"

So you talked to James. He cleared his throat. "Yeah, maybe." You saw a soft smile almost crossing his face. You felt your gut clench and let out a scoff.

"Is my love life just a joke to you or something Ronon?"

"What?" His face fell.

"You made sure James wouldn't go out with me now. Why would you lie to him like that, I don't get it."

"Oh come on, he's a jerk."

"Since when did you know him?"

"I guess I don't really, but I've heard him talking, and he has a reputation. He'd only hurt you."

'A reputation? What kind of reputation?'

You shook your head. "Why didn't you just tell me that? Why did you tell him we were dating? What was the point in that?"

He shrugged lightly and cleared his throat. "I guess it wasn't so much a lie, as it was...a wish?"

Your words died in your throat as you were unsure of what to say. "I- a- what?"

Looking past your shoulder, he could hear some people walking closer. Grabbing your wrist he pulled you along the corridor and into the empty training room.

When you were alone, he looked down at you and sighed. "I get that I messed up. I didn't tell you how I felt, even though you were hoping, or expecting me too. I just. I thought they were obvious, but now, I know they weren't at all. And that's my fault. Hearing that you were going to go on a date with James, I got... jealous. And I decided to finally say something."

'Feelings?' 'Jealous?' Your stomach was bursting with butterflies, and your heart beating heavily in your chest. "I...I should have told you, what I felt, maybe then it wouldn't have taken so long."

Ronon smiled down at you as you looked timidly down at your feet. Hooking his finger under your chin, he made you look at him. "I'm sorry I made you wait so long to know for sure. I didn't want to hurt you like that."

You smiled tenderly at him. "I know you didn't."

Taking a step closer, he brought his face down, pressing a kiss to your cheek. You felt your face heat up, as you repressed a grin.

"I'm still curious about something." You said softly.

"What?"

"Why did you go to James before me?"

"I was looking for you, but I ran across him first. I asked if he had talked to you, and he said no. Then he started talking about you, and how much he liked you, and I just... told him that we were together. He assumed that was why you had refused to go out with him, and I just went with it. Afterwards, I went looking for you again, but I guess I was too late, you had found him first."

"And, if he finds out that was a lie?"

"Why does he have to?" He asked with a smile.

You returned his smile, letting out a soft chuckle. "I guess he doesn't."

Ronon gently caressed your cheek with his fingers. "Does that mean that we are...dating, now?"

"Do you want it to?"

"Of course."

"Me too."

His smile grew. "Great. Then we are." Leaning down a bit loser, so his nose nudged yours, he cupped your face with his hand and stared into your eyes.

"Does that mean I can kiss you now?"

You bit your lip lightly before you nodded softly. "Yes."

His eyes scanned your lips as he slowly leaned in, your eyes closed just as his lips pressed against yours.

Slowly, you lifted your arms, wrapping them around his neck as he moved to wrap his arms around you, pulling you flush against his body as he deepened the kiss.

Picking you up off the ground a bit, you broke the kiss with a soft laugh. He grinned at you before setting you back down, bringing both of his hands up and cupping your face and kissing you again.

xx End xx

I haven't written for Ronon in a long time, so I hope you guys liked it!

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[sciderman]

I'm imagining all the actors they should've casted/ would've done good as characters and now I can't get Daniel Radcliffe as Peter Parker and Ryan Gosling as Task Master. Definitely feel like Jason Mamoa might genuinely be a good choice for Kraven though.

dear god. you know, i do see daniel radcliffe as a pretty fun peter parker. for like, an art-house spider-man movie where he descends into madness. maybe a black-suit spider-man story. that would be right up daniel radcliffe's street. guns akimbo style.

ryan gosling as taskmaster is galaxy brained. his comedic timing and strange charm that is somehow inexplicably paired with irresistable patheticness could really bring something to it.

jason momoa is a good cast for anything. but kraven? fuuuck.

i want to bring out my weird casting takes in that - somewhere in my head, i've kind of cast zac effron as 9319 peter parker. it's the troy bolton of it all.

i always say 9319 peter parker is 40% andrew garfield, 40% 616, and 20% troy bolton from high school musical. but honest to god the percentage is probably higher. i think the troy bolton levels increase with every passing day. until all is troy.

and i'm not going to apologise for the long-held fantasy i've had that they made a deadpool movie in the 90s and cast jim carrey as deadpool

#sci speaks

[becca4leafclover]

IM STUPID I FIGURED OUT WHATS BOTHERING ME ABOUT A MINECRAFT MOVIE

IT NEEDS TO BE A MINECRAFT TV SHOW!

the problem with it being a Minecraft Movie is that movies are a lot more widespread and generalized. There's too much of an audience that will watch the Minecraft Movie, and they're going to be incredibly critical of it because of the way Minecraft works being rather odd to people who dont know it (and there's probably a LOT of people who don't know it, because while Minecraft is the #1 sold game of all time, it's also still a game most people over 30 don't know because its out of their generations.)

If they make a "realistic" Minecraft Movie, they're going to lose their actual playerbase though, because we want Block Game! Yes Jason Mamoa looks like Steve but I think players would riot if there was a live-action Minecraft Movie. But if they make it blocky animation or something, that's too stylized to realistically appeal to the greater audience. Disney 3D animation is one thing, the people and world and items all being made of cubes I think is too much of a stretch.

There's also the method of storytelling- Minecraft, as a game, has no plot. THAT'S THE ENTIRE SELLING POINT OF THE GAME! Any stories told within Minecraft are usually made with interpretations of the player, and often use ideas or mechanics not in the vanilla game (whether that is characters, builds, mods, or just the story itself not following the rules of the game)

And with this I think of Minecraft: Story Mode. Because that game literally was an early prototype of how this can all go.

Now don't get me wrong, I love MCSM! It's what got me into fandom in the first place and everything has gone downhill from there /lh. But the fact is, that 1. the storytelling was, well not the greatest, and 2. it's major plots all revolved with things that are straight up impossible in vanilla Minecraft. (The Witherstorm still is one of the coolest forces of destruction I've ever seen, but imagine THAT being summonable in the Block Game without mods? no way.) Not to mention the portal halls and world hopping, the specially enchanted flint and steel? Or don't get me started on what MCSM S2 was- if there's too much straying from the base game, the nicher the mechanics and genre get, and the more and more portions of the Minecraft playerbase you lose.

So whoever is producing this Minecraft Movie, kind of has to choose which audience they're going to cater to and which they're going to lose: the general greater movie-watching audience, who are probably only willing to tolerate a more "realistic" movie style or typical storytelling experience, or actual Minecraft fans in the blocky format and the general weirdness of telling a story in Minecraft.

BUT!

A Minecraft TV Show can EASILY solve this conflict of genre!

MINECRAFT YOUTUBE AND MINECRAFT ROLEPLAY LITERALLY ALREADY EXIST!

These are wildly successful! When I'm describing Starlighter I literally tell people I help to make a TV show in Minecraft! This is not new! (The entire reason I got thinking about this was a photo of a fan meeting Aphmau, MumboJumbo, Valkrae, and a few more MCYTs I don't remember, in New Zealand where supposedly the Minecraft Movie is being filmed).

Making an official Minecraft TV Show, whether its on Netlfix or Cartoon Network or something else, narrows down the audience they're having to appeal to to an audience that ALREADY ENJOYS NICHE AND STYLIZED THINGS! Cause this can just be treated as a cartoon! I think of Tangled: The Series or the Big Hero 6 TV show that have their big original original format where the characters are introduced have their serious story, but these cartoons are allowed to be more stylized and silly (and yes ofc they have their serious plot but it's not the same as the formality of their full movies) or even The Owl House that had a darker, more grotesque (not in a bad way) style, but was still wildly successful because the audience for it was already prepared for weird new styles and worlds and don't mind (in fact I think a lot PREFER) unique storytelling styles like what Minecraft kind of needs!

I dont know where I'm going with this I just finally cracked the code of why I can't bring myself to be excited about the Minecraft Movie when I think it's going to be doomed, and it's because it's in the wrong format for what it needs. I can't believe they're reinventing the wheel with this JUST MAKE IT AN ANIMATED TV SHOW MCYT IS LITERALLY RIGHT THERE...

#becca rambles #minecraft #minecraft movie #cant believe this has taken me MONTHS to figure out

[destinyc1020]

I’d love to hear your thoughts on Austin butlers new esquire article. It’s an amazing interview. He’s just so pure and humble. His maturity amazes me because I know some guys his age. They are not like that at all. It shows how amazing his mother was.

Oh Anon.... that interview was so well written....

I already knew most of the things stated in the interview about Austin, but it was nice hearing him expound a bit more on certain things, and also sharing a few things that I didn't know as well. 😊

Some of my thoughts....

Austin is so introspective and deep... you can tell he was a deep thinker, even as a kid. He's such an old soul.

I had no idea he was religious/spiritual?

I didn't know that he doesn't really drink. I guess Timmy saying that Austin was "drinking tea" in Brazil while Jason Mamoa was downing shots was true lol 😆 😂

I'm SO glad he quit smoking... 😩😭 That stuff will ruin your health. 🙏🏾

I'll admit, I was kind of shocked to see him say that he still loves and cares for Vanessa. 🥺

It seems Austin is going the Leo and Daniel Day Lewis route in trying to keep his private life separate from his work life. I know Leo has said in the past that when ppl know TOO much about your private life, it's hard for them to separate you the actor, from the character you're playing onscreen. I have to admit that there's some truth to that at times. It's harder for actors to really "disappear" in roles and be believable to the audience if the audience knows a little too much about you.

Him recounting some of the stuff that went on in his childhood was heartbreaking 💔

His mom seems like she was the sweetest woman 🥺 Parents of these actors really don't get thanked nearly enough. All of the sacrifices, driving to and from auditions, etc. Like, I know he's so appreciative for everything she did for him.

Some screen shots that stood out to me:

This broke my heart 🥺

Knowing how it felt to take care of my mom for months last year with her heart issues, I can personally attest that it's VERY stressful when your parent is dealing with health issues. I can't even imagine being a caretaker. 😔

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Now I know where he gets his kindness from. 🥰

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I feel so bad for him. 😭

You know, it's crazy, cuz when I would see him back then on like the Carrie Diaries, or see news about him on The Shannara Chronicles (never seen that show), I had NO CLUE back then that he was going through all of this. I just remember hearing all of a sudden that his mom died, but didn't know all of that other stuff was going on at the time, and that he was having to film that show right AFTER her funeral. 🥺

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Lol this interviewer lady did the lord's work in telling us what we want to know lol 😆 😅

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I'm SO glad he talked about this! 👏🏾 Maybe now V stans will stop making a big deal out of this.

I always felt like he was trying to protect his privacy and the awkwardness of having to talk about a past gf when you're trying to just promote your work. Turns out, he was also trying to protect Vanessa's privacy as well!

But her stans turned it into smthg that it was not. 😓

To me, the term "friend" is smthg that a lot of celebrities use if they want to maintain privacy.

It seems he still feels love and care for Vanessa...❤️ I mean, I guess you would when you've been with someone for nearly a decade, who was the person you were with basically your entire 20s. 🤷🏾‍♀️

Overall, very well-done interview!

#esquire #austin butler

[hall0wedwyrm]

I had to emotionally recover but now I'm gonna talk about it.

Jack Black in the Minecraft Movie is something I never thought I'd say. I sort of mean that in a excited way but also..... ehhhhhhh...? He's gonna be good either way because you know it's Jack Black but I don't have faith for the rest of them or the movie at all.

like the Mario movie was good but JB was the highlight because he was so good at being Bowser. and he's also just talented and brings life into his roles that no one else can... he's gonna be good...

I went on a rant with my friend and then jokingly started making up plots for what they'd do... and it ended up being a re-imagining of Enchanted but with Alex as a hard working business woman in some US town and Steve comes to our world... and then I couldn't stop thinking about the scene from that one Thor movie where he throws the mug on the ground... I also joked about it having a similar plot to the Barbie Movie and that was just golden.

anyway who the hell is Jason Mamoa supposed to play if JB is (apparently) Steve. who is he gonna to be... I thought Mamoa was supposed to be Steve........ yall this is all a mess already.

#I just want it to be either good or so bad that it's funny #YALL BOWSER AND STEVE ARE GONNA HAVE THE SAME ACTOR DO YOU ALL KNOW HOW CRAZY THIS IS. #LIKE?????? HELLO??????? #that's the only good thing about this #anyway Mojang please stop whitewashing Steve it's really weird #minecraft #steve minecraft #also I know it won't happen but I want Herobrine to have a cameo or something because.... I mean cmon obviously I do. #can Jason Mamoa play Herobrine thank you /j

[26aspen-edits]

ok ive seen a lot of people (me included) wanting david tennant and michael sheen in ofmd which is understandable and i saw that @seadeepspaceontheside wanted jason mamoa and oscar issac in the show as well so im going to throw my hat in the ring by saying i would love to see bill hader in the show

now hear me out, im not just saying this cause i like bill, im saying this cause i feel like he'd be GREAT in the show

fred armisen was in season 1 and he's worked with bill like loads of times (i think) so why not just put both in the crazy gay pirate show, like he would have a blast

also he's been working with Max for years at this point because of his own show (Barry) so i feel like they could easily hit him up for the show

also i imagine his character being like an actual classic pirate/stereotype, blind in one eye, parrot, HAT, but not so stereotypical its screaming at you, his voice is normal, he may come off as tough but in reality is a really chill guy, his wardrobe is like a mix of ed and season 1 stede with a nice coat but is still practical and includes proper shoes and weapons to fight

also his name is captain arthur, named after king arthur

Thank you for coming to my TED talk

*awkwardly bows*

#our flag means death #ofmd #bill hader #max please give us any of these actors #im begging you #please

[do-angels-dream-of-starry-seas]

That post I reblogged that hopes for a Jason Mamoa cameo reminded me:

Since I really wanna see Anne Bonny and Mary Read in OFMD, Anne historically had a husband before Calico Jack, so one of the scenarios I imagined was the Revenge running into him and he's someone like Jason Mamoa. Anne is sincerely like "God, can you believe I was into someone like him 🙄? I mean compared to my Mary hes nothing 🙄🙄"

Stede, Ed and all the other crewmates drooling rn: uh huh

#ofmd #our flag means death #crew of the revenge #part of my anne and mary oc world #but this idea on its own is so funny #let.me.dream.with.ofmd

[ingeniousmindoftune]

𝐍𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝒢𝒪𝒪𝒟 ℒ𝒪𝒪𝒦ℐ𝒩𝒢 𝐌𝐄𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝒲𝒜𝒯ℰℛ • Dark Romance • “The Cabin.”

This story was written separately from this platform; with proof I’ve written. Do not plagiarize or steal my work. I do have a lawyer on standby and will gladly take your ass to court! DO NOT THINK ABOUT IT.

WARNINGS: dark fic, dark humor, smuts, explicit scenes involving characters, gore and brutality! Do not read if you aren’t into dark romance or lifetime type shit cause baby, this isn’t the book for you.

Prologue!|

𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: Jason Momoa stars as the main character in one of my original fics. It’s been a while since I’ve written on tumblr and wanted to come back with a bang. Jason Momoa is Cyrus Eastwood, a handsome tour guide and naturist. But he’s not just that, he’s also.. a serial killer. And his newest mark is Luna Blair <feel free to change it to your name but this is an original character.> whom was in desperate need of a get away, who escaped the craziness of her home life and booked a nice little cottage off to itself in the woods, I know right? Black woman by her lonesome in the woods? Rare shit!

NEVER TRUST GOOD LOOKING MEN ON THE WATER

“The Cabin.”

Luna exhaled sharply pulling her luggage as she approached the guide center. There was no way she was getting to her doctor’s cabin on foot. Everywhere here was surrounded by water, which scared her. She could easily be killed and thrown off in the creek somewhere and no one ever know .

The creaky screen door slammed shut, a man came out in a white sleeveless shirt with an axe, making his way to the lodge that was in the front of the shack, scattered around the lodge was wood. She closed the door to the Taxi, alarming her present to the man.

Cyrus' head rose. His eyes came face to face with the smooth, clear, dark complexion of Luna Blair’s. You could hear the crows cawing and trees blowing from the wind. His golden brown eyes were met with her dark brown ones. “Can I help you?” His voice was quite sexy, everything about him was sexy to Luna. He was appealing. He wiped away the beads of sweat from his forehead, slamming the axe into the wood. Moving closer, to get a better look at his possible new victim.

Cyrus wasn’t just any killer. He romanticizes his women, he wants them to feel wanted, passion and the whole nine, and then he just snaps whenever she does something he doesn’t like, but he does it all consciously.

“I-” Luna felt a knot in her throat, as he got closer, he formed a sinister smile. Luna was left speechless.

Cyrus chuckled. “Sweetheart. Are you going to speak or are you just going to stand there?” She nods her head. His hair was pulled back in a bun, but even Luna found it to be another big part of his attraction. She loved a man with a pulled back messy bun. His eyes met with her lips as they parted slightly. “Yeah, sorry, I’m in need of your assistance to get to the Brown cottage or cabin? I’m not entirely sure which it is.” She couldn’t help but admire his tattoos, at least the ones she could see, including the one on his neck. Luna was always a sucker for men with tattoos. Always.

“Ah, the Brown cottage? Yes. I can take you. That cottage has been around for years, you a friend of the browns?” He questioned waving her over to the back of the shack where his boat resided

She stumbled over a few branches. He caught her. “Should’ve warned you to watch your step.” He smiled down at her, she looked up at him as he helped her back on her feet, up straight. “Yeah, a little warning could’ve gone a long way.” She chuckled. He nods. “My fault. Right this way.” She smiled following him down the dock, he pulled off his shirt. “So, you never answered me.” He kicked off his shoes and rolled up his pants, getting in the water so he could push the boat in and further into the water. “Yeah, you could say that.” She finally answers.

“Yeah, I knew Mr and Mrs.Brown. Nice ol’ couple. May they Rest In Peace.”

Luna smiled a tight-lipped smile. “Yeah. May they.” Cyrus could tell she was different from the other victims, she held hurt behind her brown eyes. She craved peace, part of him wondered if she could be more than just another mark. Cyrus was once in love. Because of his heartbreak, it turned him into who he was. Love drove him insane. Drove him to murder. “You should step in. I got you.” He held her hand, helping her into the boat with one hand as he held the boat with the other. “I hate boats.” She admits. He chuckled. “You’re not the first nor the last person to tell me that. Got your luggage?” She nodded, he untied the boat from the dock, getting in the water pushing the boat with him to the deeper end, before crawling inside.

“Are you here alone? Or someone else is joining you?”

Luna didn’t think much into his line of questioning. She just figured he was attempting to make small talk. “Uh, yeah. And my grandmother.” She pointed to the ashes that resided in the urn. Like he thought, she was unlike any of his victims. For one, she was of different ethnicity. All the women he’s murdered were white. But then again, he hated all women because of one. “Ah, I’m sorry for your lost.”

“Thank you.” Luna thanked.

He nods his head slowly as he rowed his paddles in the water, looking out at the cabins along the way. “It’s so beautiful here.” She smiled at the sight, the beautiful lake houses were by far the best sight she’s every seen. The water was as clear and blue as the ocean. The mountains were blue, white and of a green color and just gorgeous. She might just like it here. “It is. I love it here. I grew up around here.”

“You did?”

Cyrus nods his head. “Yes. Four generations. I once lived here with my father but he passed on a couple years back leaving me the shack and the family business, I know pretty much everything there is to know about everyone here, including their dirty little secrets.” He chuckled, she laughed softly dropping her head as she held the urn close and firm. “For instance, that lakehouse over there belongs to the North’s. Jacob and Elaine North, they’ve been married for thirty years. But, I have been in an open marriage for quite some time. Elaine is having relations with Mr.Erwin that lives in the lake house across from your cabin.”

“Ew, the oldies getting down like that?”

Cyrus laughed. No one woman had made him laugh. She laughs too. “I mean, my father always told me those the one should be having sex. Always said us young folk shouldn’t be having the time of our lives.” She smiled. “My granny told me the same.” He chuckled, nodding his head, “Wise woman I see.” Luna smiled, Cyrus returns the gesture. He was deliberately taking his time to her cabin. He wanted to find out all he could. “Are you the only one here?” Luna asks him.

“No. There’s others. We do a bonfire every Saturday night, you should join. You’d love the people here.”

Luna smiled. “I don’t know.. I’m not big on crowds.” She chuckled nervously, rubbing her arm. “Suit yourself but, if you ever change your mind. My house is just through the back of yours.” She raised an eyebrow. “It is?” Cyrus nods. “It is. I am barely there though. I’m always at the shack during the week or doing some work around the lake. This is a small community, you’ll soon learn that and I needed a place that was close to everyone for maintenance purposes.”

“Oh.” Luna nodded. “Well, good to know that I won’t be in the woods alone.”

Cyrus chuckled. “You’re safe here. We haven’t had any problems with safety around these parts. I will make sure of that. I’m big on protecting my people.” Luna didn’t know why Cyrus made her feel warmth but he did, and Cyrus didn’t know why she was making him second-guess killing her but she was. He chose to drop his victims miles away, to keep suspicions off of him and his community. She stared at his tribal tattoos. “Your tattoos..”

“Samoan.” He answered. “My father was Samoan and Native Hawaiian.”

Luna nods. “They're beautiful.” He glanced down at his chest that was full of art. He thanked her before they rowed to her cabin, he got out and pulled the boat on land. She looked over at the beautiful cottage that she saw from the smaller trees covering it and the long pathway. “Wow. This place is beautiful.” He smiled. “Thank you. I did the renovations myself. It still needs some work but it should be finished soon. If you don’t mind me continuing the preparations while you’re here?” He held out his hand for her. “I don’t mind. Long as it’s not too early or too late.” Cyrus led her down the pathway and to the front door, opening the creeking door that slightly stuck. Flipping on the lights. “I’ll be fixing that door and it’s handle before I leave.”

“Okay. Does it lock? I noticed it was hard for you to open.”

Cyrus nods. “Nothing I can’t fix. Welcome to your new place.” Luna dropped her grandmother’s urn on the fireplace gently, taking in the view of the beautiful yet chilly cabin. “It’s chilly in here.” She rubbed her hand up and down her arms as she shivered, Cyrus looks at her placing her other luggage by the door. “I’ll chop up some wood. It gets pretty chilly here during the night. I’ll make sure you have enough chopped for the night. There’s no central heat in this cabin yet. I’m still working on getting something of the sort for this place. But the fireplace gets this place warmed pretty well. Do you need anything before I go?”

“Yes, is there a grocery store near? I wasn’t thinking. I should’ve gotten something.”

Cyrus smiled. “It’s alright. I’m going into town later. I can pick you up a few things. Uh, let me gather some paper and a pen from my place and you can write down everything you’d need or want?” Luna thanked him. “You’re incredibly nice. Not like the people from where I come from.” Cyrus was nice but he was also dark. Luna would soon come into knowledge of that. He placed the keys on the island in the kitchen area. She yawned. She was tired. The flight took a huge toll on her. “Why don’t you shower, get settled? I’ll go chop up some wood for now and warm up the place, and you can rest? I’m sure your flight was draining.”

“It was. Thank you, kindly.”

Cyrus nods, he walked out her cabin and gathered some wood, he picked up the axe from the side of the house, placing it on the lodge. He began chopping up the wood, not realizing that Luna was watching through the bathroom window. She bit down on her lip watching him chop wood, it was temptation. She shook herself, letting the shower start, she dipped out of her clothes. Cyrus stopped. His attention turned to the bathroom window, seeing her strip from her clothing. He smirked to himself. “I’ll be having fun with you.”

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[ithisatanytime]

now that the dust has settled somewhat with the vince mcmahon thing shills are quietly coming out to defend him, and ill tell you why. hes jewish, his dad was jewish and hes jewish, he just is, look at his face. i only loosely follow wrestling and against my will but even i know that he was pushing roman reigns for YEARS despite roman reigns being hated by the fans and being a charisma vaccuum, why? well if you are a bit of a jaded man its fucking clear why he kept pushing roman reigns its because roman reigns looks like a busted poor mans jason mamoa and those types of guys are like the first step into cuckoldry its like babys first bull i dont know how to explain it, they arent QUITE black guys but its like the first step on a path that leads to you enjoying your girlfriend plowed by a pack of NNNNNNNNNNNNNN black guys the first step on that path always looks EXACTLY like mamoa/reigns. i know this sounds crazy, but imagine you owned a zoo an hired someone to paint a big mural on one of your exhibits with anthropormophized zebras and elephants and lions for the kids you know. but when you saw the mural the man you hired painted, hes clearly a man who makes his living on furry commisions and while there is nothing explicitly sexualized about the cartoon animals they have this certain unmistakable "look" that you and most parents these days will instantly spot upon looking at the mural and be disgusted. now the mural painter has a TON of plausable deniability in this scenario but everyone on this website knows what i mean when i talk about the distinctive art style furries have, roman rigns is some how more distinctively a babys first bull type of dude its even more clear thats what he is. and fans grumbled about it, and it seemed outlandish as hell, until all the court shit came out where vince is literally texting her (with evidence) "i want to watch you get fucked by huge black guys and then come in and jack off on you afterwards" he was literally a cuckold all along just like many fans picked up on with his YEARS long campaign to push roman, it was transparently jewish and cucked and they were vidicated massively, cant have that.

[midwest0films]

a dream I had last night that I can’t shake off

so I had a dream last night that involved Jason mamoa somehow but the dream progressed into something else. Imagine it’s dawn still dark out but light enough to see your surroundings , the fog covers the horizon and dew dampening the grass and warm air. My two dogs scratch at the door to be let out and I let them out a while passes my dogs have quieted……

curious I walk out onto my porch and onto the grass something past my dog stands,lanky body and matted fur.

a coyote? It’s no new sight to see wildlife in the yard of a house just a road across from the woods. However they pose a threat to my dogs and I usher them inside with a strange lack of struggle. I stand still now staring at the coyote in my yard, there’s something wrong it’s not skiddish in the way most wild animals are when presented with people. It just stood still then it moved, it trudged across my yard advancing very little each step heavy every movement jagged and growling? no

breathing….

terrified I run back inside however scared I am I cannot shake my morbid curiosity. I stare from my doors window telling myself everything about this thing is wrong. Finally it collapse on porch I’m frozen but my eyes scan it’s furry body it’s body was just wrong.

that’s when it’s eyes snap open and guttural human groans come from it. Those eyes, those unusual eyes they were too human. What the hell is this thing? my body freezes a shock freezes my and goes down my spine.

this isn’t a coyote isn’t it.

#skinwalker #dreams #blog

[benegesseritofficial]

I just found out Jason Mamoa plays Duncan Idaho in Dune and it's just now occurred to me that when Frank Herbert asked me (a 17 year old repressed lesbian) to imagine the hottest, most irresistible to women dude conceivable, the mental image I created might have been a smidge different than the intended

#Dune #ladies is this what we've been picturing the whole time? #what did Frank Herbert think was the most fuckable man imaginable? #I need answers

[clownkiwi]

its never gonna happen, but if the so-called "super smash cinematic universe" ever happens, itd be. so fucking funny to see an animated mario, sonic, and pikachu go square to square with jason mamoa steve minecraft and oliver isaac solid snake. could you even imagine what kind of film that'd look like

#rubys clown thoughts #arts dead in hollywood yea yea but idc about that now. objectively that'd be so fucking funny #again. super smash cinematic universe would never happen. in a million years. but god itd be hilarious

[canigetacupofugh]

Apparently I am Demi-Sexual!

or... "Self Understanding is Hard"

So anyway, the TLDR would be like most Demi's I didn't realize that I was not normal, but didn't feel exactly normal either?

When I was a wee gremlin, I had the rare crush here and there. I almost never liked a celebrity. I definitely didn't like anyone instantly. I hung out with other girls who wanted to write their names with boys last names, and little hearts, and would swoon when they saw the person with whom they were infatuated. They were too nervous to tell these guys how they felt and talked about weddings and babies...

Meanwhile, I was considered "One of the Guys" among my male peers and just didn't "get" the girls who I was told I should prefer the company of... and I faked it around the girls till I was a teenager and then I decided their girlie crush stuff was dumb. (it's not, you do you, Girlie Girls) I grew up in church (which is a whole other blog!) and the adults were very confused by me. They would whisper to my parents, "oh, your daughter is the one that doesn't like boys, right?" and people would pray for me... a lot.

My crushes were often boys who I told jokes with and was goofy with - so honestly I was NOT on their dating radar AT ALL. And the guys I ended up dating were usually boys I pittied that they'd like somebody so unlovable as me - because obviously I was broken! I didn't fit in with girls, hated feminine things, I couldn't possibly be attractive (because none of my crushes noticed me), so OBVIOUSLY it would just be a huge blow to their ego if I said no, so I said yes. To make them feel better. Oh look, none of those relationships worked out!

As I got older, I started to develop a certain taste in men, so it became easier to look at strangers or celebrities and say they're attractive to me and fake Girl Talk- but I still didn't WANT them like my female peers. I assumed I was broken OR they were exaggerating the same feeling I had. Jason Mamoa? Checks a lot of boxes for me! If you put me in a room with him and we were ONLY going to have sex? No thank you!!! That actually freaks me out. I don't know him at all! I thought maybe I was shy. (if anyone reading this has met me, this is a funny joke!)

So, imagine my surprise when I'm laying in bed with a friend at a convention, and I'd seen him flirt with a bunch of people, and I say to him, "I've never asked, what sexuality do you identify as?" I'm expecting him to say bi or pan, and he says, "Oh, I'm demi. All of that earlier was just me playing." "What's demi?" I ask... Mind blown - he tells me he has to form an attachment to a person before he's actually attracted to them- and I'm thinking, "isn't that how everyone - whoooooah..." I don't know if he knows he blew my little mind that night. I remember thinking something along the lines of 'there's a name for everything now,' and then setting it aside in my mind in favor for fursuiting and playing video games with my bestie... but it was rattling around inside my mind.

I was in my late 30s. It took about a year for me to finally say, "I think I'm demi," and it was only last year I said it with confidence. I was just thinking about this tonight and thought I'd ramble this off. Because maybe there's a fellow Tom Boy out there who will see this and be like, "I thought everyone was like- ooooooh!"

If Demi is a spectrum, and one end is Ace, then I'm on the other end. I get attracted. I get The Horny for people, but typically they're people who I'm already friends with, or feel like I know who they are- my rare celebrity crushes are people who at least make me FEEL like I know them. I also get crushes on women, even though I identify as het - I don't want to have sex with them, and have yet to find one that I do- but I want to be honest about it, I do find women attractive.

But anyway - Hello, my name is Shawn and one of my adjectives is Demi-Sexual!

#my adjectives #sexuality #thoughts #demisexual

[disney-dalliances]

I'm pretty sure I'm going to hell for this but omg

I was thinking about how Lucifer is like, all kinds of sexy in media now. And how it makes sense because, seductive evil and all

But also, like, I don't think you'd get away with God being played by Jason Mamoa, walking in and being all "There's a reason they call me God the /Father/ baby girl"

And I'm pretty sure imagining God with the ultimate of Daddy kinks is definitely something you go to Hell for