Tumgik
#abby out of context
outofcontexttlou · 1 year
Video
53 notes · View notes
carlyraejepsans · 2 years
Note
WAIT WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE SHADOW OR THE OTHER ____ BEHIND HIM IN THE COMIC I DONT SEE IT
Tumblr media
shadow :] of the other :] behind him :]
80 notes · View notes
emilylprentiss · 2 years
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
95 notes · View notes
strangeswift · 1 year
Text
I'm going to state an opinion. If you disagree with this opinion or have done this thing, I am not upset with you. This is just my opinion for you to consider.
I take issue with the f slur being used in reference to Mike. He's a repressed queer kid in the 80s. If that slur was used against him, it would be incredibly damaging. (And possibly accompanied with violence.)
Now, I fully realize that Mike is fictional, and therefore cannot have his feelings hurt by being called slurs, but...
It's the principle of the matter. Fictional characters represent real people's struggles. It's why we talk so much about representation. They're representing us. Mike is representing repressed queer kids, specifically ones who grew up in a time and place where homophobia is rampant.
If you call Mike an asshole, everyone is up in arms defending him, even though he's fictional so he isn't going to get offended by being called an asshole. So, it's not okay to call him an asshole, but calling him a faggot is fine? Doesn't make sense to me.
I understand that this slur has been widely reclaimed, but in my opinion, context matters. This isn't a character who accepts his sexuality and would feel comfortable reclaiming slurs. Think of it this way, if you had a gay friend who struggled with internalized homophobia in the past or faced severe homophobia, would you (without permission!!) refer to them as a faggot? I'd venture to say you wouldn't.
To clarify, it's not the use of the word in itself I take issue with, as you can see by the fact that I am using it myself. Like I said, context.
Again, not upset with anyone who has made these jokes, I understand it isn't done maliciously. This is just my personal opinion. Personally, it makes me uncomfortable, and I don't like it.
53 notes · View notes
Tumblr media
#outofcontext #nightcourt #familystone #nightcourt22
5 notes · View notes
rilianeshairclip · 5 months
Text
Abby when half of the mask for her disguise for a unit dedicated to hunting all genders of meguca decides to almost completely fuse with her face and having to tear it out, causing some of her skin to be torn out as well, causing blood leaks in the torn parts of the skin
4 notes · View notes
mary: why should caesar get to stomp around like a giant while the rest of us try not to get smushed under his big feet?
mary: what’s so great about caesar? hm? brutus is just as honest as caesar.
mary: okay, brutus is just as pious as caesar. people like brutus just as much as they like caesar.
mary, voice rising: and when did it become okay for somebody to become the boss of everybody, huh? because that’s not what rome is about!
mary, now yelling: we should totally just stab caesar!
3 notes · View notes
livesinthebalance · 1 year
Text
So I posted something because of Loverwatch when it first happened and I told myself I was not going to get invested in another ship between my own characters but. Here we are again.
To quote what I said to the other two people I regularly [ terrify ] plot with:
It's still a pretty rough sketch that needs more work what else is new? but
Here's the gist:
Tumblr media
The thought occurred to me that Genji is difficult to snuggle without getting pinched or imprints from the cybernetics and then just the general weight being heavier than a normal person.
Which he knows. So I suspect he would have been hesitant at first, but Abby insisted there is no engineering issue that doesn't have a solution and the same applies here. So they figured out some ways to make it work, usually by sleeping side by side and using pillows and a thick comforter to help cushion.
I have no excuse for this except a lack of self-control and that I like to see Genji happy because he deserves to be. That is all. 😂 [ And also I still blame Loverwatch, hence the relationship tag. ]
2 notes · View notes
ioannemos · 1 year
Text
Let Men Banshee Scream It Out Too 2k23
3 notes · View notes
lessycusee · 9 months
Text
@barbiedolld asked: ❛ do you remember anything? at all? ❜ ( abby + barbie )
( 200 random dialogue prompts )
Tumblr media
"i remember some really good fucking nachos, i think there was a pig, and something about a gay ice dancer." abby gives a nod, confident in her answers. after a second, though, she gives a pause and looks to the other girl. "but ... those probably aren't the answers you're looking for, huh?"
1 note · View note
outofcontexttlou · 2 years
Video
70 notes · View notes
abigailfrowns · 11 months
Text
Why did no one tell me guys are so confusing 🙄
#abby talks#abby speaks#abigail speaks#abigail talks#editing to add the context so I’ll remember what I was talking about#this guy replies to my Instagram note and starts a conversation about hockey with me#and then we talk about hockey for like 2 days#and then meet up (with other friends) for 2 hockey games in 1 day with lunch in between#he replies to my Instagram story that has nothing to do with hockey and starts another convo#we see each other again two days later for an awards ceremony where he makes sure we are standing next to each other in a photo#then we go out to dinner afterwards and he waits with me while his mom and sister have already started walking#we sit next to each other at dinner and have a few side convos throughout the night#he invites me to come sit near him and his family during the next hockey game and at first he sits behind me but moves to sit next to me#he uses the heart emoji to love my messages#but now he hasn’t texted me at all and he won’t add me on bereal wtf#I know it’s a bad time to start dating since he’ll be in Italy and I’ll be back in the US for the summer#but at least text me back so we don’t lose all this progress 😫#but god the way he looks at me and is genuinely interested in what I have to say#no guy has ever done those things#to make matters worse my friends saw a pic of him and I together and now they assume that the relationship is going somewhere#and they’re so hopeful bc I’m the only one who has never dated anyone
1 note · View note
bratphilia · 6 months
Text
overtime (m. schmidt x reader)
request: "Hey ! Just discovered your account and I love your writtings ! I was wondered if you could write a smut and romantic thing with mike ? I dont have any specific context and all its up to you ! <3"
note: ty sm for showing love to my work and for requesting!! i finally was able to write something actually sweet with mike for the first time lmao.
pairing: mike schmidt x reader
tags: small age gap, fingering, missionary
Tumblr media
after putting abby to sleep, you fell asleep yourself in front of the tv. you couldn't help it! it was a long night of cooking spaghetti for abby (and ordering pizza, per her request), helping her build a fort, and coloring with her inside it. abby's a sweet kid, but babysitting has always tired you out in general. plus her older brother, your boss, started working the graveyard shift at his new job, so it would be unfeasible for you to not go to sleep during your time spent over there.
you woke up to the chair next to you being shifted in, and open your eyes to see mike sitting there, running a hand through his hair with a sigh. you feel embarrassed that you fell asleep on the job and quickly explain yourself. "i'm so sorry for falling asleep, i was just—"
he looks at you. "no need to apologize. i don't expect you to wait all night long for me."
awkward silence fills the air. well, that settles that. god, he's so cute, you think, even all stressed out and with bags under his eyes. he's also been nothing but kind to you since the two of you met. always concerned with how you're doing, how school is holding up, and just generally about your wellbeing. you try to do reciprocate as it's obvious mike doesn't have a lot of people in his life doing the same for him.
you're the first to break the silence. "uhm, there's leftover pizza in the fridge... you know, in case you want any..." you comment, not quite sure what else to say to him.
"oh! thank you," he says. "did abby ask you to..."
"make her spaghetti and order pizza? yes, she absolutely did."
both you and mike laugh. "i'll make sure i can pay you back for that. you really didn't have to—"
"mike," you interrupt, "seriously, don't worry about it. i understand your situation and i want to help you."
mike looks at you gratefully, almost lovingly.
"y'know—"
"so, i should really—"
the both of you talk at the same time. "oh, sorry, you go."
you smile gently. "no, you go. i was just going to say i should hit the road."
he runs a hand through his hair again, eyes darting across the room bashfully. "well i — uh, i just wanted to say thank you for all you do for abby... and for me. it means a lot. you're very... kind."
your smile widens at his awkward choice of words, but it deeply touches you that he appreciates you. you place a hand on top of his. "of course, mike. i'm always here for you."
mike looks at your hand and inhales deeply through his nose. "will you — will you stay for just a little while longer?"
before you know it he's on top of you on the couch, slamming his middle and ring finger inside you while you bite back moans. "gotta be nice and quiet for me, sweetheart. can't wake abby up, okay? or else i gotta stop and neither of us want that," he whispers to you sweetly.
instead of letting you respond, mike presses his lips against yours in a deep kiss while he continues to finger you. you break apart to quietly call his name, letting him know that you're close.
much to your dismay, he pulls his fingers out before you can come. "mike, please," you whisper.
"please, what, honey?" he teases.
you squeeze your thighs together, trying to relieve the tension in your core. "please fuck me already."
mike presses his forehead against yours, breathing sharply as he slowly pushes inside you, inch by inch. you bite your lip to keep yourself from crying out as your pussy swallows his hard length.
as he begins to move, he also clearly struggles to keep his noises to a minimum. as a solution, he envelopes you in a kiss as he moves inside you. his pace gradually increases from gentle to faster. the feeling is absolutely delicious.
he can feel your pussy spasming around him and his own dick pulsing too. he uses the hand caging you in on the couch to hold yours as he continues to fuck you.
"feel so good around me, baby," he whispers hotly. "you have no idea what you — ngh — do to me. every time i see you i always think about fucking you like this."
"mike," you moan quietly. his words only encouraged you.
his name becomes a whispered chant falling from your lips as he fucks you through your own orgasm. he's sure to pull out and come on your stomach while he pumps himself.
mike wipes the sweat off of his forehead and sits up so your legs lay over his lap. "sorry for pushing you into overtime," he jokes.
you give a small laugh. "no worries. it was my pleasure."
mike shakes his head at your dumb joke. then his smile fades and he looks at you seriously. "is it... too early to say that i love you?"
you lean up and meet his lips in a kiss as your answer.
3K notes · View notes
7amaspayrollmanager · 6 months
Text
Alright let's imagine a scene that is all too normal in palestine. A palestinian business owner finds his building covered in graffiti stars of Davids and Hebrew that says "gas the arabs" and "death to arabs"
Now imagine there's a reporter there and asks the palestinian business owner what happens and they say "the jews attacked my business"
Pause. Now your response might be "uncle no. Say israelis not jews" and then this is when he would look at you like youre stupid because the israelis doing this are jewish. They are not the Christians or the druze or the palestinian ones with Israeli citizenship. They are Jewish israelis who believe in their religious supremacy. When you graffiti stars of david all over a palestinian business, car, or the street you seek that conflation. it sends a message, this is jewish land and you're next.
The problem is that these videos circulate in zionist circles. "Watch this video of children in gaza calling for the death of jews" "watch how they say they want to fight and kill jews" those children are referring to Israeli soldiers that come in night and do their raids with the star of David attached to their uniform or the ones that bomb them. It's easy to watch those videos and assume that palestinians are indoctrinating their children on anti semitism or you can realize that those children's only interaction with jewish ppl is through violence and parents cannot protect their children from this. Doesn't matter context is lost
Abby Martin went to Jerusalem and interviewed israelis for 2 hours and she says every israeli was extremely confident to say that this land is for them and that they should push the Arabs out and when she interviewed palestinians they spoke of freedom from occupation and their dreams. That's reality. Not the soundbites.
And yet we have invasive youtubers and interviewers constantly in the street of ramallah or wherever in palestine asking palestinians "do you hate jews?" And in those videos you hear those palestinians say "no we have no problem with jews we have a problem with occupation and we have a problem with zionism." Bc this is how we are trained to respond to this trope. Palestinians are very aware what the world thinks of us and the reality is that many palestinians have internalized it and we grow up reading books on the Holocaust and train ourselves to recognize anti semitic dog whistles so zionists don't get the soundbites they want.
So we say "anti zionism is not anti semitism" and we say "israeli zionists" and we do not say "jewish supremacy" even thought it exists in palestine but "zionist supremacy" and in these carefully worded speech we water down what is happening to us in an effort to not deter people away from solidarity. But it means nothing. The world categorically blames palestinians for rising anti semitism they blame us for jewish insecurity globally.
2K notes · View notes
Text
I'm relistening to The Magnus Archives, and I made a list of Actual Canonical Details we as a fandom forget about
- sasha gets coffee from a specific coffee shop every morning
- Jon has an excellent sense of direction
- canonically in artifact storage there is: a wardrobe light cannot penetrate, a carved rock eye that interferes with the video cameras and therefore is kept in a black velvet bag, and a scalpel ride with disease no matter what they use to sterilize it, kept in a hermetically sealed plastic box
- during halloween week, they have to call in the archives as backup due to the influx of statements. jon canonically gets a good nights sleep after disproving these statements.
- Jon sincerely believes he is far too unlucky for statements to just be a hallucination
- Not-sasha asked not to be recorded multiple times
- when told he benifited from gertrude's death, jons only response was "...I didn't?"
- [daisy became police in ~2002, almost 15 years before the story starts...meaning she is canonically late thirties/early 40s
- even when compared with the paranormal, daisy considers car accidents worse
- mary keay made an eye pun "i know the institute and i haven't always seen eye to eye, as it were"
- jon noticed when ghost hunt uk stopped updating
- sasha is taller than not-sasha
- annabelle dresses like a vintage clothing store exploded on her, has bleach blonde hair and dark skin
- annabelle looked "like the type of person that talked to cleaners as if they were actual people"
- annabelle looms over the cleaner by almost a full foot, meaning she Tall
- "the moment i die will feel just the same as this one" is not just a georgie thing, it's an End thing in general, as proved in ep 70
- not-sasha tends to stay late
- martin worked at the institute in 2009
- micheal has curly sandy blonde hair
-micheal is tall
- melanie and jon are on the same wavelength, and when working together they both came to the same conclusions with the same evidence
- elias does not think daisy is smart
- georgie is observant, and pays attention to peoples behavior
- melanie thought jon killing someone with a pipe was "wildly out of character" for him
- georgie and jon have a mutual friend named Jess who thinks Hungarian food is "too Soviet"
- jon borrowed georgie's coat when he went to meet jude perry
- jon tells jude to kill him as an ultimatum every five minutes
- elias tells tim that when presented with horrors, he finds comfort in beaurocrocy
- jared hopworth is handsome with cheekbones and a jawline to die for
- georgie was canonically willing to cover for jon to the police with no context after an unpleasant breakup and after no contact for almost 5 years
- georgie grew up poor in liverpool, and had a scouse accent until she went to oxford
- basira is a huge nerd and will talk about what she's reading to anyone who will listen
- nikola makes an allusion to not having a face
- martin and melanie got along fantastically
- georgie told jon that he needs anchors
- "if something happened to you, or-or god forbid, The Admiral, I-"
- "Don't be a Stranger." georgie thinks she's funny
- michael had a childhood friend who was taken by something like michael (schizophrenic) and that's what drove him to the magnus institut-he never you over what he saw or didn't see
- Hannah is a black woman who works in the library, had a "Thing With The Milk In The Breakroom" in april 2016. Went on maternal leave to have a baby in June of 2017.
- elias enjoys scheduling
- martin zones out when he has to read a statement, and often takes little notice of his surroundings when doing so/about to do so
- martin was looking for a book called "marvelous spiritualism and the circus in tge 19th century" and a guy named tom said tim had it checked out
- danny and tim didn't talk much, but were still close
- Abigail Ellison-who tim calls abby- is a mutual friend of tim and danny's from "back home"
- tim shipped danny and abby
- out of the two of them, danny was more assertive and tim "had never been able to stand in the way of his confidence"
- tim has a big armchair, a printer, and a couch
- melanie has made everyone in the archives cry
- [basira loved wtg until it "took a weird turn in season 3" when they introduced something she thought was odd
- melanie, basira, and martin used to go out for drinks, and martin and basira were gossip buddies
- Melanie's dad had dementia relatively young, but he always remembered her. He called her "Little Moth", and her mothers life insurance helped pay for him to be put into Ivy Meadows Care Home-where he was killed by the Corruption at the hands of John Amherst before Julia and Trevor burnt it down.
- julia is in her early thirties and wears nondescript hard wearing denim
- jon thought that reading statements could be a classical addiction, but decided that even if it was he had no time to, as he put it, "experiment"
- Peter was surprised that elias killed people kimself-implying elias has people to do murders for him. what other murders did he commission
- martin and basira both noticed something wrong with melanie after the Elias Incidint when her work started to deteriorate-martin said she'd always been "quite conscientious"
- right after being told by basira that standing by with a cup of tea wasnt enough, when melanie entered the room Martin immediately offered her a cup of tea.
- Martin knocked over a stack of papers and defended himself by saying that they shouldn't have been there. the absolute madlad
- after micheal stabbed jon, jon told martin he stabbed himself with a bread knife; and martin then proceeded to A) believe him and B) not trust him with anything sharp after that
- Gerry didn't care abt what happened in the unknowing bc he's a book. jon asked if he was serious. Gerry responded that he was, in fact, dead serious.
- gerry teases jon by saying he doesn't know anything before rescinding that statement avd giving the vaguest hint possible. he's such a dickhead i love him
- gerard didn't trust gertrude-he wanted to, but she reminded him of his mother
- gerard called trevor and julia "the van helsings"
- gerry was jealous of lietner bc his mom paid so much attention to them
- mary haunted gerard for 5 years before gertrude destroyed her, and gerry cried with relief when gertrude gave him back the destroyed book
- before the unknowing, daisy was running around killing mannequins and other Strangers
- tim didn't think they would be able to stope the unknowing
- jon would rather have tim where he could see him-which is why he let tim come (guilt guilt guilt guilt GUILT GUILT GUIL GU
- basiras dad couldn't stand people who passively whined about their problems. he always said "If you don't like something, you accept it and you adapt, or you fight, and you change it. Whining doesn't help."
- Melanie was depressed before the unknowing
- jon rambles about his latest insights and melanie wants to punch him.
- martin: "it felt good, weaving my own little web." "Also, i get to burn some stuff, so that's cool"
- basira was the one to suggest that they not tell Melanie they were doing surgery
-Daisy made jon listen to the Archers. "I hate it. but it feels... good, to hate something that can't hurt me"
6K notes · View notes
r3starttt · 27 days
Text
CALL ME BY YOUR NAME | 03 extra
fic M.list | read this or DNI
an: it's part of the cmbyn series BUT u can totally read this without context. Sex w no plot basically(?
cw: nsfw!!! oral, thigh riding, fingering
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Her hands travelled over your arms, dragging you closer to her until you were sitting on her lap. "Call me by your name and I'll call you by mine" her lips pressed on your neck, leaving open mouth kisses all over it, until she got to your lips.
At one point, you could feel your whole neck and jawline fully covered with her saliva, and even though you've tasted her already, it wasn't enough. You craved her and craved for more of her.
Your hands moved to the back of her neck, scratching it with your nails, tenderly. Abby groaned on your skin, her nose vibrated on your clavicle as she slowly took note of your sent. It was soft, the way you pronounced your own name, and the way she pronounced hers.
It was slow, how she got rid of your shirt. Her hands introduced on the inside first, feeling every inch of your stomach, until she couldn't wait anymore so she took her away from your body. Abby's first institc was to get a taste of your chest, so without thought she pressed her lips on them, separately. Her hands moved to your back, getting rid of your bra almost as if she was starving, as if she needed to get a proper taste. You could only silence your moans, saying her name and your name repeatedly. Anything to please her.
"Feel so good angel" she mumbled in between kisses, from your breasts to down your stomach. You stood on your knees for her, gripping at her braid to lead her to where you wanted her, tugging at it whenever she got too much into it. She'd moan, as a way to thank you for even letting her see you like this, for letting her feel you.
You took her blouse off too, unconsciously smiling at the sight of her bare chest, something you somehow missed before. Abby rolled you on your back, making sure it was fully pressed against the matress and making sure you would stay still for her.
Her head dropped into the crook of your neck, running her nose along your jaw. Her hands played with the hem of your shorts, taking them off shortly after. She made sure to undress herself too, not feeling like waiting a second more to have you and let you have her.
"Please” that gentle plead made any racional thoughts disappear. “I want this, please”. her hands were roaming everywhere on your body, opening your legs nice and wide for her. “I know baby, I know”.
Her tongue ran over your nipples, licking and sucking both equally desperately. Once again, she took a taste of your lower body, taking her time to kiss over your ribs, stomach, all of you, she wanted to remember all of you.
You bucked into her, trying to get some friction. It elicited a tender laugh from her. Abby's nose trailed a torturous path along your inner thighs, leaving wet kisses over each of them.
Her fingers danced on the sides of your cunt, moving around your inner thighs as well, until she finally took you inside of her mouth, first kissing on top of your clit, then licking over your arousal, collecting your slit. Her tongue plumped in and out of you. You could feel your chest erratic, almost painful even.
Silently you contained your moans, just tugging at her braid to push her head even closer to your cunt. It was pathetic, your face already sweaty, both of you letting out muffled moans and quiet whimpers sometimes accompanied by your own names. You'd never imagined it'll end this way.
Her own cunt was completely wet, thighs drenched by how you made her feel, by your taste and your touch, by your voice and those pretty obscene sounds she could only hear.
She kept on plumping her tongue in and out of you, sucking at your clit and making sure to taste you and not waist any of what you were giving her. Abby moved one of her thumbs outside your arousal, teasing it for a while before giving you the pleasure of it.
It was slow and gentle, gathering your slick. She curled both her index and middle finger inside you, making pressure above your lower stomach at each thrust. She matched her own speed, until the way you clenched around her and the way you tried so hard to close your legs made her get the clue.
Nor you or her could have the privilege of being louder, but somehow you both knew each other enough to get the message without hearing a word. Like it was meant to be.
She kept on moving until you were absolutely finished, laying her head above your stomach with doe-ish eyes fully fixated to your own.
"Come here" you whispered, still breathing heavily. Abby obeyed, crawling on top of you once more.
She looked completely gorgeous with some loosened strands of her hair slicked to her forehead. Her lips completely wet and her eyes shinning as you've never seem them before. Her view was equally satisfying. More than enough.
"What do you want?" You murmured, moving your hands to the back of her head, gently passing your fingers over her braid. Abby laughed quietly "you, that's enough" you replied with a smile, taking her hairband off and putting it around your waist.
She got slightly up to not put much pressure on your body, holding her own weight. Abby left some kisses around your breasts and up your clavicle again, speaking in between "just lay here, 'kay?" you kept on undoing her braid, taking your time with it.
Her lips stopped pressing on yours, resting once again on top of you. Her right hand travelled to the back of her head, right where yours was, running your fingers along her long hair. Abby stopped you, dragging your hand to the sides of your body, completely quiet.
Your legs were intertwined with each other. Purposely, abby took yours, making it stay still in between hers. "Don't move" she kneeled on top of you for a couple of secons, readjusting both of your bodies.
Her arms were now around you, and you could feel how wet she was. You could cum again just by the feeling.
She started to rub herself on you, slow. You moved her hair to the sides, kissing and licking her neck to remember her scent, her flavor, her skin.
Every move she did was accompanied by her soft whimpers and wines. Some growls whenever you lowered your leg or purposely holded her in place. All for you, next to your ear.
The adrenaline mixed with the need of keeping silence made her sound even more desperate, crying painfully quiet right next to you.
You let your hands wander along her body, gripping at her ass, moving the palm of your hands over it, behind her back and neck, playing with her sensitive nipples and strongly grabbing at her breasts.
She felt so good. She tasted so good. She smelled so good. "Gonna cum, gonna cum... fuck" Abby repeatedly murmured.
You couldn't contain yourself, just watching her rub over you. You had to help her with it.
You started by moving your thumb over her clit. Circle over circle as your lips pressed over her skin, over her lips to help her keep quiet when it got too much.
Until she trembled over you. There was nothing that could ever make you forget how her muscled flexed and tensed around you, over you. How she whined so fucking gracefully. How her eyes clenched at your touch. It was majestic.
She'd only shown this weakness around you, since the moment she first stepped inside your house. It had always and it will always be you.
"Shhh shhh" you whispered, rubbing her back as she let the wave of pleasure evaporate.
Abby tried not to, but there was nothing else she could do but let her body lay on top of you.
So that's how you stood for a while, until crickets lowered their chirping and the moon got brighter due the sky getting darker.
"Did we make noise?" You laughed silently "nothing to worry about" Abby rolled next to you, making space for your body to fit in right next to hers.
Your eyes catched her blouse laying at the end of the bed "you wore that shirt the first day you were here" abby ran her fingers over your cheek, then over your lips "Yeah?" You nod "will you give it to me when you go?"
347 notes · View notes