#because god forbid. god forbid

[sprucewoodmpreg]

really funny that clethubs has gotten way more popular this season considering bdubs has been WAY more of a petty bitch than usual 😭

#said with love. im a big fan drama and lying. etc #it's still so fucking funny though. he regifts half the stuff etho n cleo give to him. constantly talks abt how awful they are to him #<- the latter of which is blatantly untrue. which cleo TELLS HIM. and he can't even think of anything to defend himself 😭😭😭😭 #the one season in which he's actively being invited to an alliance and he's like FUCKKKKKKKK. #mfw i commit myself to a new alliance for once and then when i'm offered a chance to return to old loyalties i respond with hostility 🤦‍♀️ #because god forbid. god forbid

[landoffreaksandfrogs]

got bit by the vriska bug. its terminal.

#homestuck #homestuck art #vriska serket #vriska homestuck #she manually ripped her jeans so that thered be four holes on each side #also i was specifically inspired by the main character by will wood bc #cmon. its a vriska vibe. because god forbid vriska be seen as an average... #uh. troll being.

[zorosdimples]

puppy boys with fat cocks

#u agree ! #they’re just so eager to please and their tip leaks at the slightest affection and god forbid you let go of the leash #because they’re all over you. shoving their thick cock inside moaning and whining a mess. #saying ‘sorry sorry sorry sorry ahhhhh feels so good god it’s so fucking good ah sorry sorry sorruyyuuu’ #yuuji <3 #gorou <3 #beel <3 #<- you are soooo correct lia

[legally-allowed-to-slime]

The last few people had logged off the server, leaving it in its burnt, damaged state.

She knew where Gem would be.

Cleo scaled up the ladder and clambered up to the rickety roof of Joel’s tower — where you could look out on the entire server.

Sure enough, Gem was perched on the railing, sitting on the edge with nothing to support her but the wind, staring in the direction of the Secret Keeper.

Cleo looked around at the short cobble walls. Grian had told her that he’d hid away here. Not a bad strategy, overall. You could shut yourself here and forget everywhere else existed.

“Hey, Cleo.”

“Am I that loud?” Cleo joked weakly.

“Who else?”

Cleo watched as the last remains of the green flesh flaked off Gem’s skin, leaving her regular human tones. “No more zombies now, then? Good job, anyway. Killing people left and right.”

“Not you, though.”

“Not me. Only way I’m going out is my way. I’d rather die on my own stupidity than someone else’s callousness.” Cleo allowed a hint of pride to enter her voice. “You were great zombies, though.”

“We weren’t zombies.” Gem turned and hopped down from the railing.

Cleo noticed that unlike the other zombies, or even Scott or Grian, Gem didn’t have a single scratch or injury, save one neat bandage that no doubt was due to Scar’s reckless arrows.

Which meant the blood splattering her face wasn’t her own. “What do you mean?”

“That’s not how zombies work. No offence, Cleo, but most zombies aren’t sentient.”

Cleo blinked. “No worries, I know they aren’t. I kill plenty of them at night.”

“So you should know how they work. They’re mindless. They lurch along, they kill without thinking, they probably bump into trees.”

Gem tilted her head. “They don’t set TNT traps, or betray their teammates, or ask for permission to kill their wife’s perceived murderer.”

Cleo’s mouth was dry. “So you’re saying…”

“I’m saying the apocalypse wasn’t zombies, Cleo. It was human.”

Horribly, incredibly human.

Cleo remembered when they were up on the tower, staring at the others down below, condemning them as monsters.

Somehow, it was better to think of them as a mindless horde and not people she’d been laughing and arguing with a session ago.

Gem was watching her. “You know I’m right. Look at Pearl. Was running from us, convinced we were infected or something but once she realised she had permission to kill, she went in. Even unleashed a warden, or two. That’s how quickly we switch.”

Ironically, Cleo realised, the roles had been swapped this session. The humans were chasing the zombie, but it hadn’t been any different.

“That’s not true,” Cleo said, “It’s not all bad. Did you know, Grian snuck down from this tower to check on his magma pet, and I was there too. And so was Etho. He didn’t kill us.”

Irritation flashed across Gem’s face. “He didn’t kill you? If he had, or, like, told us your location or something, we could’ve all just gone after Scott, and, and, the task would’ve succeeded…”

She trailed off, and looked at Cleo. “Is that the point you’re trying to make here?”

Cleo shrugged.

“Alright, I get it,” Gem grumbled, “No need to rub your holier-than-thou alliance and great morals in my face.”

“Well, no one asked you to put your task over your bandmates.”

Gem didn’t say anything to that.

“It’s not as if I’m exactly a paragon of morality either.” Cleo continued.

“I guess not.” Gem gave a short laugh. “Neither am I. You know, all the murder and stuff? I don’t feel bad! In fact, I feel great. I feel proud of myself for it.”

“…I feel you should be a little less bloodthirsty.”

Gem smiled at Cleo, an innocent, cheerful smile that would have been such if not for the circumstances. “Oh, no.”

Cleo was suddenly feeling very unsafe on the highest platform on the server. She wished Etho was here, or even Grian.

She knew Gem couldn’t take any lives, not now, not when the session was already over. But still…

Cleo raised her sword to stop the axe swing that came, but it was a feint, and her sword hit nothing.

Gem dramatically swung her axe back into her inventory.

“You really thought I would attack you?” Gem said.

“I don’t see why you wouldn’t,” Cleo retorted curtly.

“That’s true,” Gem conceded. “But the curse is just so- it’s so freeing, Cleo? Can’t you see? You could do anything.”

“Uh- no thanks. Session’s over, anyway,” Cleo pointed out.

“That’s true. But I’m still kinda cursed, you know.”

In response, Cleo warily raised her sword. But all that Gem did was deliver a mock salute before logging off with a chirpy “See you next week!”

Cleo stood silently. There had been one zombie on the platform just now. Her.

And thinking about it, she wasn’t sure if there hadn’t been two.

#concept: gem is simply evil #god forbid women do anything #oh no this story turned into that are humans good/evil thing again #that’s great i don’t care #geminitay #zombiecleo #gem centric but i did put in some cleo stuff because etho sparing his allies was so woahwhaha #secret life fanfic #secret life #secret life smp #life series #trafficblr

[jacarandaaaas]

I feel like this fandom is going backwards when people deny luisa is a feminine character. nobody is claiming she’s feminine because of things like crying and having emotions but she quite literally is shown wanting to be feminine in the bridge of surface pressure the part where she talks about what she desires. Also it’s a very conscious choice to make her feminine when you read the art book and see how they wanted to break the stereotype of masculine= muscles. The whole point is luisa wants to be seen as MORE than her gift. She never got to embrace her femininity the way the other madrigal girls did because she’s always working! Why are we trying to make it out to be a bad thing that luisa is feminine? there’s already so many female characters portrayed as masculine for having muscles and encanto is one of the only times they consciously wanted to break that. let luisa wear a twirly skirt and like glitter you cowards

#encanto #encanto disney #disneys encanto #luisa madrigal #encanto luisa #luisa encanto #I’ve seen this take going around for ages on tiktok and it baffles me #because luisa literally is shown wanting to be feminine? #like god forbid girls who are absolutely jacked want to be girly #I feel like people need to rewatch the movie when they say this

[slowestlap]

Anatomy of a Champion - Viaplay documentary | Part 3/3

"Every athlete is different when it comes to mental toughness. And Max is on a very high-end of the scale. He's so driven in himself to achieve the results that he continues to achieve. But you know, that's what it takes to get to the top." -Bradley Scanes

Bonus:

#max verstappen #red bull racing #myf1gifs #viaplay specials #the way he'd always rather be sleeping eating or driving his sim with his internet friends than sweating on a bike or god forbid running #but he still does it #because it helps to drive his boy car fast #which helps him to win #which gives him a chance for a title #which is the ultimate goal even after he's done it twice #mans just dying on a bike like if i don't finish this i won't win 😮‍💨 #(made the gifs and typed those tags in april #still agree tho #probs time to set this post free)

[lydiaalin]

we'll pretend this was a study for her tattoos and not just an excuse to draw her naked

#mature filter because god forbid we post female presenting nips on here #anyways 🏃‍♀️ ain't drawing all that shit again peace n luv #yrsa ulfhildóttir #lydiaalin #taken right before that neck bites her in the ass #valheim

[lesbiangiratina]

Character Designer Issue 1 (2003) Guilty Gear concept art + Daisuke commentary

Theres a nice amount of undocumented stuff! A few of these have been shown off elsewhere, but theyre still pretty obscure. Some of the sketches have fun things like beta character names (i enjoy “frederick mercurius” for sol and “blackmore” for testament.) and little notes that are… mostly illegible, but theres still a ton of commentary here. Also includes an interview with daisuke.

Google drive link :)

#i couldve posted this… months ago. my bad #i may have been waiting for the motivation to scan the whole magazine so i could just put it on archive like a respectable preservationist #that didnt happen. but its okay. dont worry about the other stuff. lets look at concept art together. #and yeah i censored i-no here because thats a good page but i dont want tumblr to kill me. shes uncensored in the drive. so um. beware ig #god forbid women do anything… #the kat goes meow #guilty gear #gg

[babybells123]

Posted about how I don’t care for/want a Jon/d*ny romance on r/asoiaf - and now I’m getting cooked for trying to be “unique” because they’re actuallyyyy the fated soulmates lovers of the series that are HEAVILY foreshadowed bc blue rose wolf howl shadowy lover and every reply that’s agreeing with me is getting downvoted to HELL.

It also just got me thinking about how people will bend over backwards about the obvious foreshadowing evidence for romantic j*nerys because ‘Martin is smart like that and places clues everywhere, nothing is a coincidence’ only to dismiss anything and everything about Jonsa because it’s a delusional crackship and everyone is reaching and everything is a coincidence and George isn’t truly thinking of any of their parallels and foreshadowings and their narrative relevance etc ….. and when Jonnel and Sansa Stark are brought up , it’s to ‘prove’ that Jon / D*ny will marry because it means the Starks are okay with uncle/niece marriage.

I hate it here so bad.

#god forbid I state I DONT want the most predictable fantasy love story of all time #because I don’t think Jon is going to come back all fire and blood iron throne dragons #but instead have his connection incited even more to the north and his family #basically placing his desires over his duty #like I don’t deny that they’ll cross paths #but there’ll be so much conflict between them #just observing the hundreds of replies I got #they’re so intent on clinging to this evidence for their ship but will dismiss any and all other evidence for other ships as pure delusion #the blue rose bit is weak….I don’t view it as romantic at all #jonsa #jon x sansa #anti sansa antis #anti jonerys

[dilf-phoenix-rights]

If y’all can forgive Edgeworth for knowingly participating in a rigged trial because he couldn’t accept ruining his perfect record, than you should be able to forgive Phoenix for presenting forged evidence when he was facing the possibility of execution and the man actually responsible for the murder he was accused of walks free and could go after his daughter if he decided taking vengeance out on Phoenix wasn’t enough.

#ace attorney #phoenix wright #aa4 spoilers #god forbid a generally good character make a morally gray decision when he and his loved one are in danger #some of you are like ‘if a character isn’t presented as fallible from the beginning than he is never allowed to mess up.’ #and it’s just… frustrating. #like please learn to have sympathy for good characters making bad decisions under duress #you can certainly be mad at them but to decide they are a no good horrible selfish person because they had one moment of self preservation #is just ludicrous #and boring

[moongreenlight]

Greek mythology/the Olympians has been my hyperfixation for going on two decades now and I just… Soap as Dionysus.

Always brings a good bottle of wine and a few rooted cuttings of ivy as a housewarming gift. If he’s fixed his attention on you, he’ll also put a few sex toys in the little bag he brings. Puts them right on top for the pleasure of seeing your scramble to try to shove them in a drawer or tuck the whole gift in the closet.

He’s a great time. Has this intoxicating way about him. Like life is a stage and he’s the director. Playful and fun, though a little too enthusiastic at times. Handsy when the two of you hang out. You assume that’s just his nature and excuse it accordingly. Hard not to, gorgeous man that he is. A divine kind of handsome. Like his features are an eons-old amalgamation of all the most beautiful features humans have ever had.

And he gets strangely possessive, even after you’ve been nudging back his wandering hands or putting your hand between his mouth and your neck all night. Borders on vindictive and aggressive if he’s not in the right headspace.

It’s a bit terrifying to see him snapping his teeth in the face of some man at the bar who had only just asked you if you’d wanted a drink. You swear later in the night you see him babbling feverishly to a group of his friends. It sounds like total gibberish, and his friends look even more confused than you feel, but his eyes are wide as saucers and his hands are flying about hazardously. You don’t think much of it after Soap pulls you by the waist to the corner booth and tips a cocktail up to your mouth.

He keeps you out until all hours of the night. Insists on staying jovial. Club-hopping to find the best crowd, best music, best conversation. Keeps you up and active for so long that the confines of reality start to become fuzzy at the edges.

Sexuality expressed through bodies writing and twisting in drunken dance. Bumping up against one another. Collecting strangers and your own sweat in fat beads on your skin that make you shiver when they get heavy enough to trail down the small of your back.

When the room is spinning enough to make you stumble just a bit and you’re unable to do anything but giggle about it, he’s somehow able to make sneaking off into the family bathroom together seem like a good idea. He seems just as drunk as you are, slinging an arm around your shoulders when you walk. Bellowing a laugh when his hand grazes your tit but making no attempt to pull it away.

It’s less easy to be oblivious when you’re in the bathroom together. The muffled music filtering through the bottom of the door. He’s pressing up against you even though now there’s no crowd to excuse his practically grinding his groin on your hip.

It smells like sweat and generic brand bathroom cleaner. You hum when he staggers to the urinal instead of griping at him about how crass it is to take a piss right in front of you. He props himself up on the wall with one hand and a moment after you hear the teeth of his zipper come undone, he lets out a throaty, satisfied groan.

You busy yourself looking in the mirror. Checking your makeup. Seeing if you look as drunk as you feel. It’s filthy. There’s a web of cracks coming from the bottom left where it looks like someone tried to send their fist through to the wall behind it. It makes you a bit dizzy to look at and you have to bend at the waist to get close enough to see the way your mascara has smudged all around your eyes.

And all of a sudden there’s a burning heat behind you. Sickly, feverish heat pressing straight into the pillows of your ass. Soap’s spidery reflection shows up just over your smile sporting a wicked grin. Teeth and eyes flashing.

You try and swat him away, all too used to his comings-on, but he digs his fingers into the fat of your hips bruisingly hard.

“C’mon, hen. Been driving me mad all night. Relax a bit. Jus’ need this. Need you. Please.”

He has to lay flat over your back to hiss in your ear. Teeth clenched like he really needs to put some effort behind his words to sound polite. Like a petulant child who’d just been reminded by their mother to practice manners.

You were practiced in batting back his advances, but for some reason his grit made you falter. His gaze seemed to be burning a hole through you in the mirror. The idea that something inside him was hitting a roaring boil that he couldn’t stop from flowing over made your brain go foggy. The opposite of sobering. His aberrant need was contagious and catching quick.

He smelled like sweat and cheap cologne and dry, sweet wine and woods. Flirty and masculine and overwhelming. And he’s warm and strong behind you, even if he’s pushing his hard cock into you.

Who were you to deny him the pleasure of snapping his hips into your backside a few times? Letting his fingers impatiently tug at the button of your jeans and hastily tug them down with your underwear until they pooled around your ankles?

It didn’t help that the sound of him sending a glob of spit into his hand made you clench around nothing. A familiar warmth gathering between your thighs that made you shift a bit to chase the momentary relief even a touch of friction could provide.

He couldn’t even afford you the decency of pretending not to see. No. Instead he points a spotlight on you and insists you perform for him again. Nudging your legs apart and pressing his thigh flush against your core while purring the filthiest things in your ear.

“Ken I jus’ needed to wear you down, mm? Thought ‘bout this before we went out. Always did get sloppy when you drink. Jus’ needed a little push. That’s it -Jesus- cunt’s so wet. Gonna take good care of her.”

And the club is so packed full of drunken, dancing bodies that hardly anyone notices the way you two stumble out of the bathroom fifteen minutes later. Even though you’re still fumbling with the button of your jeans with shaking hands.

#this is so self indulgent #he’s fowl and deranged and sure I wrote him this way but idk what you want me to say other than that #he brings the ivy not only because that’s his thing but also because once you plant ivy it’s all but impossible to get rid of. #god forbid you plant it in your front garden and let it crawl all up the side of your house #it means almost nothing to anyone else but Soap sees it as a sign that you’re as devout to him as he is to you #hyperfixation I’ve had since I was ten years old and I could do it for all the boys omg. #moongreenlight #moongreenlightwrites #cod mw2 #call of duty #cod x reader #141 headcanons #drabble #johnny soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish x reader #soap mactavish x reader #soap smut #soap x reader #soap call of duty #soap cod #john soap mactavish #soap mactavish

[k20spock]

[Video description: The first half of the video shows the outside of the cabin from Slay the Princess, different colored rapidly changing lights shining through the windows. The song Caramelldansen, somewhat muffled, plays. The second half of the video shows the corpse of the Princess sitting in the basement as the lights continue to flash and the song becomes unmuffled. End video description.]

Is this anything

#please ignore how shitty the editing is this was a rush job i had a vision and i needed to see it through #flashing #pulsing lights #pulsing #i don't know which tags work because god forbid tumblr adds an photosensitive community warning #slay the princess #flashing lights

[kuuwo]

❄️Winter❄️

#god forbid me to draw faster it’s 3:44am I want to sleep #I think of them holding hands in solstheim frequently #I have big announcement I finally got into morrowind after 20 hours of gameplay?? #I played the game for the gay sex now I’m invested in exploiting alchemy with my good pal stripes the cat #I did something similar to Skyrim too I was afraid to advance because I got scared by the sound of the nirn root💀💀 #then I got addicted after plucking it #thx 4 coming to my ted talk #morrowind #tes #elder scrolls #nerevoryn #indoril nerevar #voryn dagoth #the elder scrolls #my art #illustration

[casslcfrr]

ok but can we talk about how both katniss and snow have a dead father who was extremely important to them and how for katniss being similar to her father (more than to her mother or prim) symbolizes love and connection to her roots and how for snow it means embracing hate and cruelty. suzanne collins the woman you are

#I'm not saying snow and katniss are similar GOD FORBID i think those parallels emphasize how different they are #also the way snow puts poison into his mothers powder box reads as a metaphor of him rejecting her influence #at least for me #ALSO it puts the death of katniss' father into a new perspective because i honestly don't believe it was an accident #ok bye #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #the hunger games

[eightdoctor]

since they’re bringing back beep the meep for the 60th, i think they should also bring in other obscure eu characters. it could be really cool and refreshing to see them acknowledge a piece of the franchise that is so rarely mentioned. like, idk, i think this one guy could really fit in with the nuwho vibe, but idk if anyone’s heard of him his name is fitz kr

#OLEASE THEY DIDNT EVEV LET STEVE COLE ADD FITZ INTO HIS CHRISTMAS STORIES!!! #HES HIS FATHER HIS CREATOR AND THEY FORBID THIS! #(i know this because i asked him) #(he said him and 10 would have a competition over who could do the best london accent) #i just need to see him. in modern content #dear god please #doctor who #eighth doctor #fitz kreiner #edas

[writeouswriter]

*banging fists on table* more mentally ill characters in stories that aren't just about them being mentally ill! More mentally ill characters in sci-fi, in fantasy, in romance and fun and high stakes situations and everything in between, as the heroes, as complex individuals, multifaceted and treated with respect, not having their needs and differences ignored or skirted around but, again, not having them be their only trait or plot point/entire premise! Please, I'm begging, on my hands and knees, there's a place for these topics and characters in realistic, reflective and literary fiction, yeah, but there's also a place in those magical, mystical, action packed, mysterious and alien worlds, give them to ME

#books #mental illness #mentally ill characters #writing #writeblr #not so much a problem with writers here but in books and such in general it's an impossible search #because you try and look up books with mentally ill protags and it's giving you either 1. the worst horror rep you've seen in your life #2. secondhand inspiration or pity p*rn #3. just irl biographical or realistic literary fiction which is not what i'm looking for at the present #4. either complete hollow cardboard tokenism or just barely true hc or etc. #&god forbid you try to find a character with psych*sis w/o it giving you killers or big plot twists where it was in their head all along 😑 #like i just i want a funky scientist studying aliens who happens to be b*polar #i want a fantasy adventurer or ghost hunter or etc who happens to be sch*zospec is that so much to ask 😔 #bizarrely hard to find male protags in this category as well? if you do have recs for scientists in fiction like this hmu 👀 #anyway and yeah yeah yeah write what you want to read I'M TRYING #i have all these guys i have this funky scientist but i have the illnesses™️ as well such is the world #so i want something to read or see like... now