#i cannot believe i have a crush on a fucking spider

[inkykeiji]

good morning arackniss is rotting my brain

#i have a fic idea for him but i don’t want to write him until you know we actually MEET him lmao #we barely know anything about his character #uGH #。ﾟ(ﾟﾉД｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡ #arackniss please my spider boyfriend #let me tie ur cute lil web bowtie for you every morning #let me make you salami sandwiches for lunch on freshly baked ciabatta buns #let me cook you pasta dinners every night #i’ll use your mama’s sauce recipe #maybe it’s even nonna’s and it’s been passed down the way my family’s has #leT ME MAKE YOU MY NONNA’S ALMOND BISCOTTI #omg he would love them i’m sure of it they’re so good #anyway #i cannot believe i have a crush on a fucking spider #a fucking SPIDER!!!!!!!!!!! #i have such an awful fear of spiders and yet #here we are #clari chatters #arackniss pls just a crumb of info #pls pls pls

[once-upon-an-animation]

There are many things that frustrate me with the writing of Annabeth in the PJO TV Show, but I think one thing that I haven’t seen people talk much about is the mini-arc of Percy needing to help Annabeth with her sense of fun/humanity.

Just so we’re clear, I absolutely hate this arc.

Prior to the show’s premiere, I believe there was a quote from Rick discussing new-ish things that we’d see in the show, and one of those things was Percy helping Annabeth “tap into her humanity”. I can’t find the exact quote, but it should be on the series update Twitter account if you search it.

When I first read this quote, I wasn’t exactly sure what it meant, but I thought maybe we’d get an expansion of the theme of forgiveness that we got in the original books, or maybe we’d get an arc about Annabeth’s pride and how that gets in the way of her relationships with others. Or maybe they’d try and break down the ways in which Annabeth helps to uphold the gods’ ways of doing things, and align her more with the mortal point of view (which they essentially did, but not the overall point).

What I certainly wasn’t expecting was for them to strip Annabeth of most, if not, all of her smaller/softer traits, and give her this unusually stoic and stiff personality, where she suddenly has no familiarity with casual aspects of the mortal world (movies, Disney world, common idioms), and needs Percy to introduce these concepts to her in an effort to “unlock” her humanity.

What.

The.

Fuck.

Words cannot emphasize enough how much I despise this arc. Not only is it entirely nonsensical for Annabeth not to be familiar with these things (she was with her dad at least until the age of 7 and she goes to a camp full of other children who are regularly in contact with the mortal world; do you seriously expect me to believe that at no point in her 12 years of life, she never saw a single film, heard of Disneyworld, or heard common idioms and slang terms from her camp-mates? Seriously???)

But ALSO!

Book!Annabeth had PLENTY of humanity to go around! Even with her pride and initial coldness towards Percy, she plays hackeysack with him and Grover on the first day of their quest! She has a cute silly crush/admiration/infatuation on Luke. She nerds out big time over the St. Louis Arch! She’s the first to steal clothing from Waterland! She screams and cries when she encounters the mechanical spiders! She has an expression of sadness when she shares her backstory about Thalia and Luke! She gets lost in her little construction game at the Lotus, so much so that Percy has to use her phobia to pull her out of the trance! She grabs Percy’s hand when they first enter the Underworld because she’s scared! She tears up when it’s time to leave Cerberus!

And you stripped her of all these things, because you’re so desperate to overemphasize the Percabeth romance, and you felt that it was absolutely necessary to have Percy educate Annabeth on “unlocking humanity”??? Why!!!!

Not only did Book!Percy help Annabeth discuss things about bad parents and approaching forgiveness, but Book!Percy already had something important to offer Annabeth: loyalty, trustworthiness, and reliability. You didn’t need to take away her already-present traits and wits to convince us that Percy was the type of person she needed in her life, because we can already see what he offers her in the books. So why oh why did you feel the need to give us the silly “tap into your humanity” arc? Why did you turn her personality into something that it wasn’t? Why did you take away her depth just so her character could better serve Percabeth?

I don’t even necessarily agree with the criticism that this version of Annabeth feels like it prioritizes Percabeth more, but I can see why people made that complaint. Y’all took away so much of what made this character endearing, because you felt like it was a much bigger priority to have Percy help her unlock humanity than to let her be human prior to meeting him and outside of him. Not only does her personality get shafted, but her relationships with other people get shafted too! Her interactions with Luke are affection-less, she sent Grover off on his own in the Lotus so she could go off with Percy, and I don’t even think that she and Chiron interacted once this season; I don’t even think she mentioned the part about her calling him to come pick her up after she attempted living at home again!

But don’t worry; we’ll get plenty of scenes doubling down and tripling down on how Percy is the center of her world now! Yay!

#rick riordan #annabeth chase #percy jackson #pjo #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo hoo toa #pjo series #pjo tv show #percabeth #pjo tv crit #anti pjo #anti percabeth

[autisticlancemcclain]

“Shiro. Shiro. Shiro. I have important information. Shiro. Shiro.”

“Yes, Keith. I’m listening.”

Shiro looks at his dumbass little brother patiently, setting down his knitting. Keith is staring at the space slightly to the left of where Shiro is sitting, eyes unfocused. Shiro lets him sit in the silence for a bit, knowing the meds made him a little slow and loopy. He’ll get there.

He can’t tamp down a fond grin. It happens so often it should be boring, now, but loopy Keith will always be funny. It was like every bit of jadedness he’d picked up over the years melted away, leaving only the awkward, loveable dork Shiro knew and loved.

“I have — I have important information,” Keith repeats haltingly.

“I got that, buddy,” Shiro encourages. “Want to share that info? I’m listening.”

Keith hums. He blinks a few times, gaze finally locking onto Shiro’s, who smiles at him.

“It’s — it’s about Lance.”

Shiro fights to keep his smile from getting mischievous, to keep his expression pleasantly neutral. Oh, this was going to be good.

“Yeah, bud? What about him?”

Keith blinks again, his expression grave. “His tongue peeks out a little when he smiles real big, Shiro. A real smile. The one he gets when he talks about his family.” Keith takes great care to enunciate every word, tone completely serious. “That’s — it’s Very Important, Shiro. Okay?”

Look, Shiro’s a disciplined guy. He has a lot of internal strength. Really. But keeping a straight face as his baby brother looks him dead in the face, eyes as serious as a heart attack, and starts talking smush about how much he loves his crush’s smile?

C’mon. Come on. Of course he laughs a little! It would be weird if he didn’t!

“Shiro!” Keith scolds. “I’m serious! It’s important! We have to make sure Lance smiles like that. He gets sad sometimes. We gotta remind him he’s important, so he smiles.”

“You’re so whipped,” Shiro says fondly.

Keith goes back to staring at the wall, just as serious as before.

Shiro wonders if he’s thinking about Lance’s eyes, this time.

It won’t be the first time Shiro heard about them, that’s for damn certain.

———

“I did what.”

Keith’s face is so red that it’s concerning. Or, well, Shiro would be concerned, if he wasn’t so busy losing his shit.

“‘We have to protect his smile, Shiro’,” he mocks between wheezes. Keith wacks him full-force with a pillow.

“Fuck off,” he says hotly. “There’s no way I said that.”

There’s a moment of pained, contemplated horror, before Keith looks at him aghast. “Did I?”

Shiro laughs so hard he goes silent. Keith hits him again, but it’s weaker.

“Oh my god, I did fucking say that. I fucking — oh my god. Oh my god!”

Keith collapses back on his bed. He puts his pillow-weapon over his face and screams. Shiro finally gets ahold of himself, forcing his laughter down. He pats Keith on the shoulder, trying very deeply to be supportive and understanding even though literally all he wants to do is laugh and laugh and laugh.

“There, there,” he says, voice shaking.

Keith removes his pillow just to glare at Shiro. “Fuck off,” he says again, but this time it sounds resolved. “God. Do I — do I like him?”

Shiro blinks. Is he — is he serious? “Are you being deadass with me right now?”

“I mean, I know he’s hot and everything.”

Shiro cannot believe his fucking ears. He feels like that stupid Spider-Man meme. ‘Do you see this shit, Daisy?’ -type beat. Because there’s no fucking way. No fucking way this boy does not know.

“Like I’m attracted to him, sure, who wouldn’t be —”

Holy shit.

“— but, like. I don’t like him, do I?”

Holy shit.

“I mean, he’s my rival! How can I like him?”

Holy shit! Holy motherforking shirtballs! This little dumbass has no idea!

“Like, yeah, sure, he’s occasionally funny, I guess. And I guess he’s kind of sweet — did you know he checks on all of us before bed every night? Yeah! That’s kind of cute. And, god, there’s all those little gifts he makes, and he’s so protective —”

Shiro just stares at Keith with a quiet kind of awe. There’s no way his brother is this much of a dumbass. Is that even possible? For someone so smart to be so fucking dumb?

The sigh Keith lets out can only be described as dreamy. “ — and shit, Shiro, you should see him kick ass in training, he’s been working on this insane triple flip maneuver…”

All of a sudden Keith trails off. For the first time since Lance was brought up (by Keith, Shiro might add), Keith is silent.

“Oh my god,” he says, shooting up straight and looking at Shiro with wide eyes. “Oh my god, Shiro, oh my god. I’m in love with him! Oh my god!”

Because Shiro loves his dumbass little brother, he holds himself back from saying ‘no shit, Sherlock’.

“Congratulations, doofus. You’re officially the last to know.”

Well. He mostly holds himself back.

Kind of.

He holds himself back a little, okay? That counts for something.

Keith gapes at him. “Everyone knows?”

Shiro nods, because even the allies they’ve only met once know.

“How can everyone know? I didn’t even know!”

“Well, you’re kind of oblivious,” Shiro says.

“Hey!”

“Sorry, bud. It’s true. I mean, you didn’t even know you liked Lance until a couple minutes ago.”

“Of course I didn’t! It’s not like it’s obvious!”

Shiro decides it’s in his best interest to keep his mouth shut. Keith tends to get a little stab-y when annoyed. He’s easily provoked, like a particularly skittish kitten.

“Oh my god. Is it obvious? I thought you were exaggerating!”

“Uh, no. Anyone with a basic understanding of human behaviour knows you’re absolutely down bad for Lance, bud.”

Keith makes a kind of squeaking noise, which is hilarious and also makes Shiro wish he had recorded it.

“Holy shit! Does Lance know?”

Shiro can’t quite hide his grimace. “Well, he doesn’t… not know, per se.”

“That’s so embarrassing, god, I am going to eject myself into space —”

“Well, I don’t think it’s that big of a deal. Lance likes you, too, so I imagine it all evens out, yeah?”

“Lance fucking likes me?”

Shiro needs some shut-the-fuck-up practice. Seriously. He clears his throat.

“Um, yeah. He regularly complains about you being too chickenshit to ask him out.”

“He regularly — I’m too — if he knew I liked him, how come he didn’t ask me out?”

Shiro shrugs, although he’s pretty damn sure he knows why.

“Maybe you should ask him,” he says.

Keith’s eyes narrow dangerously. “Of course I’m going to talk to him. In fact —”

He throws his legs over the side of the bed with a pained grunt.

“Woah, there, Casanova,” Shiro says, pressing a hand to his shoulder. “Back down you go.”

“Absolutely not, Shiro,” Keith argues as he lies back down, “I need to talk to that dumbass. I need to tell him —”

“And you will have your big gay moment,” Shiro promises. “I’ll send him over, okay? After you nap. No need to rip your stitches.”

“I don’t want to nap,” Keith says petulantly, crossing his arms like a six year old.

Shiro pats his brother’s head as he tucks him in. Shiro can’t help but grin to himself. He remembers doing this for a much younger little kid, half the size but just as grouchy. He pushes Keith’s bangs back, pressing a quick kiss to his forehead. Keith grumbles about germs, but allows it.

“Talk to Lance later. Heal for now. Love you, kiddo.”

Keith rolls his eyes, but the corners of his mouth twitch. “Whatever.”

Shiro shakes his head with a grin, flicking Keith on the nose before heading for the door. Just as he’s closed the lights and steps out into the door frame, Keith stops him.

“Shiro?”

Shiro freezes. Yeah, his voice is a little deeper, a little more grown, but it’s the same little kid who woke him up in the dead of night because he had a nightmare and wanted Shiro to tuck him back in.

“Yeah, Keith?” His voice cracks with emotion, but Keith doesn’t comment on it.

“…Thank you. For staying with me. For, uh, your advice, too, even though it kind of sucked.”

Shiro laughs quietly. “Anytime.”

“And, um. I love you too. Even if you’re a dweeb.”

Shiro smiles so wide his eyes crinkle, and turns back a bit to look at Keith.

“I know, you little goober. I love you too.”

#i know the end is sappy #i love older brother shiro that’s why #shiro #takashi shirogane #keith #keith kogane #broganes #keith & shiro #klance #whipped keith #dad shiro #older brother shiro #shithead older brother shiro #pining keith #oblivious keith #vld #voltron #my writing #fic #longpost

[starlightshadowsworld]

Bendy and the dark revival part 4

Thonks

And Joey's in the thumbnail.

Oh boy.

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Insert giant fuck you ink spider thingy.

I hate this...so much.

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Fear shows your true nature

Yeah it shows your a basic bitch with a god complex.

... The fact this could be applied to multiple people in this series says a lot.

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Alice!

Audery where are you

Looks at the corpses of spider ink things... You don't wanna know.

Yay Alice is coming.

Dunno how she got where we were with the description of "It's dark" but she's smart.

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Ahhh!!! Baby bendy is back.

Poor lil guy he looks scared.

I won't hurt you bud I'm not Wilson.

... And he ran off :(

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... And Joey's... Ghost is here?

What is happening right now?

I believe there's something special in all of us.

Why I think we can even conquer death itself

Especially you Audery

Nevermind I thought I had the line but nope.

Who are you?

Audery I get it's been a long long day but... He's been mentioned literally everywhere and you know, he's your boss. Or old boss now.

Don't you know me? Take a good look.

Ghost Joey and his magical lantern.

Joey drew in the flesh, well so to speak.

Ghost!

Come on up, let's take a look. There's something I wanna show you.

Remember when Alice told us not to move...

But sure no let's go follow the ghost of capitalism himself.

It's a cycle Audery. An ink stained nightmare forever stuck on repeat.

The cycle... The time loop?

The loop Henry is stuck in... We're in that loop here 2?

With just a pencil and a dream and a little help from the Gent Corporation, it came to being.

From what I gather it exists in parallel to the outside world. Completely removed from the match of time.

And like a record, it played over and over again.

So when Wilson had us put the items on the altars?

We got pulled into this parallel world stuck on a loop?

Man fuck that guy.

It's begun to crumble, wear down.

This studio is a monument to choosing the wrong road.

You were always pushing me, pushing me to do the right thing.

You should've pushed a little harder.

Now whether it was built for revenge or regret, I don't know. That's my riddle to solve.

I think it's a bit of both.

... So not everything here was created by Joey. Or more accurately weren't created by those in his studio.

The worst ones call themselves keepers, dangerous deadly folks.

Can't be worse than Wilson.

Trying to bring what they call order into this world.

... Wait is Wilson a keeper?

Freezing the cycle in place! Changing the script.

... Like saying the ink demon is dead when he's not.

Look, above all never forget your here for a reason Audery.

Damn you minimum wage job and your creepy keeper janitors.

Because I'm not the man, I'm just the memory.

Am I sympathising with Joey Drew?

Huh.

... And his grave is here...with candles and a bendy plushi... Okay than.

Same dates 1901-1971 and just a pencil and a dream on the wall.

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Baby bendy!

And he ran off again...is it cos of us?

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Lord Amok rules

No idea what that means... But the skull spider isn't comforting.

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So they really did try and link a Gent Corporation building to the studio.

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Giant skull spider drawn on the wall

... Nope... Nope.

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Within our isolated walls, Lord Amok reigns. The drip drops of the leaking world above cannot stop his rule.

Those who oppose Amok's hand have their bodies crushed and fed into narrow pipes that lead into forgotten sewers under our feet.

Those tunnels are even deeper, their even darker than this one. There is only suffering down there.

But should anyone defeat Lord Amok, cast him fiwn into our small kingdom will belong to the conquerer. This is the secret of Amok's immortality.

Pass on the throne pass on the name.

... What... Who is this Lord Amok?

Is is the fuck you spider eye ink thingy? Is that why the skull spider is drawn everywhere?

Is it Wilson?

What is happening? Why is there another cult down here???

Love how Lord Amok works by Spartacus rules.

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... Nevermind found him.

On a lil throne 2 how fancy.

Doesn't even say hi and tries to kill me, what an ass.

Hes got spider legs coming out his head... Looks like Hela's head thing in Thor Ragnarok.

All hail the new Amok

So... Audrey's the new Lord Amok now, that's cool.

Quite the succession stategy.

🤣.... What is happening...

Is she gonna get the spider legs in the head thing?

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I see your mind as the truth unfolds

Hey ink demon.

Is my mind confused? Cos it's confused.

You will accept your fate before the end.

Well apparently there is no end and I already accepted working minimum wage for a company that charges $15 for it's coffee sooo...

Can't be worse than that.

Unless my fate involves Wilson in any way.

Than fuck that.

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A city built on broken dreams

Woah...

I thought this world was just the studio but apparently not.

There's a whole city here?

How big is this place?

Your saying what im thinking Audery.

Oh hey Baby Bendy.

Awh he has a lil sleeping hat.

Where did you come from?

I'm guessing the ink, unless you mean right now than idk.

Look, I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean to hurt you. And I really don't think you want to hurt me either, right?

He's just rubbing his lil eyes, aww sleepy guy.

Baby bendy shakes head.

Aww

Good, let's be friends than. What do you say, you and me?

Oml yess I wanna befriend the baby.

Awesome

Whoop!

Ohh he don't like the sound of the Gent building.

... Same honestly.

Achievement noise, Baby Bendy has joined your party.

And here starts chapter 4, Factory of horrors

.... Lovely.

.

Man there really is a city... And Wilson just.. Controls all of this?

.. Looks pretty empty, and there's a crashed car.

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It's kind of creepy in here

Truest thing I've ever heard Audery.

Looks at Boris plushi on the chair 👀 stop itttt

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And ghost Joey is back.

You haven't gotten far

Well jeez Joey, I'm not one of your workers you can annoy into working harder.

... Well not anymore.

How did you get in here

... He's a ghost Audery.

I see you have your father's, never quit, go-getter spirit.

Her father?

Oh now you know my father?well newsflash! I didn't even know my father...or my mother... or any of my family.

Awh hun.

So her father worked here too?? If that's how Joey knows hin.

Please god tell me he isn't Wilson.

You've chosen to forget the past.

You can't forget what you don't know Joey.

I can understand that.

Says the ghost of a man's memories.

There's something I wanna show you.

... Get back Joseph!

Alright Joey I'm here

... Henry?!

Let's see if we can find what you wanted me to see.

... Are we replaying the end of the last game??? Cos he said that than.

But... No we weren't here.

This won't take long.

The 425(?)loops say otherwise.. pal.

And back to Audery we go still in the old studio(?)

There's a little story you need to here.

Oo boy what now.

Once upon a time, Audery. There was a bitter old man.

And shocker it was Joey.

Who had lost just about everything. The real Joey Drew.

Called it!

He blamed everyone but himself for his mistakes. But mostly he blamed his old buisness partner for abandoning their work years and years ago.

Never thought ghost Joey would be this introspective.

But than. He's got nothing but time.

A man by the name of Henry Stein. A great artist and a good friend.

Which you stuck him in a time loop for.

In his anger, Joey used an evil machine to create another world.

A world made of paper and ink. Where he'd torment his own version of Henry forevermore.

Yup, 425 loops...and God knows how much by now.

But one day a miracle happened.

An angel came into Joey's life.

Susie or Allison?

A young woman by the name of Allison Pendal. She didn't visit often, but when she did. She saw something good in Joey, no one else could.

Including himself.

... So you trapped her in here 2?

Through their friendship. He began to see the world with better eyes.

So one day in his cartoon cycle of hatred. He gave Henry an angel of his own.

To guide him when things were dark. To always provide hope.

... And that's why Allison is the one to help him.

And Audery.

It's honestly sweet that Joey saw someone who made such a positive impact on his life and wanted Henry to have that too.

Showing he did care for him and realised his mistakes.

... Granted Henry was still trapped so there's that but giving him a light in the darkness was pretty good of Joey.

It was than, Joey decided to make something new.

Please not an animatronic.

Something he had always wanted, but could never have:

A family.

But not a cartoon one.

Something real. And after many many tries, he made something that made him happier than he ever could have imagined.

A wonderful loving daughter.

... Oh...

Bright and kind.

Almost human.

He created you Audery.

.

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... So Joey, Joey is Audery's father.

I'm flesh and blood

No offence hun but you are covered in ink.

And absorbing it.

... So.. Audery Drew...

Ghost Joey said real, so by that I guess he meant with the ink machine?

Child of darkness...

Just because we're born in darkness doesn't mean we belong to it. We're always free to choose.

Okay, kingdom hearts.

Don't blame her tho, this is insane.

... But did Archgate know this??? Did Nathan? .. I mean, hiring your dead friends child is something.

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Attention children of the machine

Fuck off Wilson!

And wheres Baby Bendy??

The feeble uprising in Lost Harbour has been ended by the keepers.

Oh boy.... But that means there's possible allies.

We are safe once again from the treason of the Cyclebreakers.

Fitting, in every sense of the word.

The keepers are watching.

Okay, big brother. Also confirmation he's a Keeper.

Didn't they want to break the cycle? Well freeze and destroy it?? Idk.

I'll never claim to understand Wilson.

In more important news, where's Baby Bendy?

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Aaand the ink demons here... Great.

And Audery can't move.

.... Oh...

The ink demon and Baby Bendy are the same.

I know that shouldn't be surprising but... Damn.

Wonder if coming here set him off, he didn't want to come here.

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Archie carter tape talking about how Gent Corp was asking for research subjects, how death here is like a way of life.

So they didn't stop at employees.

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Wait Wilson created the Keepers? He isn't just one, he created one?

Can you take me to him?

..do we have too can we just...not?

Man I'd they deem us dangerous they'd have had a field day with Susie Alice.

Toxic fumes activated

Still better than seeing Wilson.

Was gonna question how they'd get toxic fumes here... But it's what the 70's?Couldn't have been hard to find.

Thought they'd have pumped em thro the vent... But apparently not? That was stupid.

But I'm not giving em tips on how to effectively kill us.

#bendy and the dark revival #Batim

[lesbicosmos]

bbc merlin liveblog - s1 ep4: the poisoned chalice

apologies for the inevitable length of this post, this ep is one of my favs

why does like everyone in this show have blue eyes?? merlin, arthur, morgana (ish, katie has heterochromia), nimueh, literally almost everyone has blue eyes

merlin is me whenever and i see a pretty woman, just almost cease functioning

arthur making merlin wear that outfit and that fucking hat is probably one of the funniest parts of the show

"she's pretty isn't she?" gwen see a woman and not immediately call her pretty challenge (she failed)

MORGANA WITH THE PURPLE DRESS AND THE BLUE SLEEVES ABDBRBSHDBS

damn merlin rly seems intent on sacrificing himself for arthur, and this early on aswell

merlin claims the drinks poisoned and arthurs all "oh merlin shut up ur so dumb" but then merlin drinks it and is poisoned and now it's all "ill go get this incredibly rare flower even if it's a suicide mission im not letting merlin die" what do u have to say abt that arthur 🤨

s1 morgana was so sweet i miss her

"you're not leaving this castle tonight." and he took that as a challenge

"sometimes you've got to do what you think is right and damn the consequences" one of my favourite quotes she's so iconic

honestly if morgana told me to do anything id just do it immediately no matter what-

OH MY GOD ITS MAGIC AGAIN WHO WOULDVE GUESSED /S

morgana going against uther from the very beginning i love her

the fact there are multiple instances throughout the show of merlin and arthur saying each others names in their sleep...actual soulmates im telling you

why is there a dinosaur in the forest i know mythical creatures exist in this but that is a whole dinosaur

there was no need for that awesome sword twirl but arthur did it anyway bc he's a dramatic bitch (and we love him for it)

"everyone in this show is so dumb they'll literally do anything if a pretty woman told them to" i say as if i wouldn't do exactly the same thing

arthurs actually deaf how did he not hear nimueh doing magic til she was literally yelling the incantations

that shot of arthur just hanging onto the rocks in the dark shouldn't be as funny as it is

m a g i c o r b o f l i g h t

can arthur hear merlin talking to him through the orb orrrr

attack of the shitty cgi spiders

god this is so gay it's literally a knight in shining armour/damsel in distress plotline

THE SHEER PAIN AND HEARTBREAK ON ARTHUR'S FACE WHEN UTHER CRUSHES THE FLOWER IM GONNA CRY

four episodes in and literally everyone is willing to risk their lives for merlin...so true

yknow we call him dumb so often but arthurs actually so smart when he needs to be

"i need some fresh water" is just gaius speak for "i need you to fuck off so i can do some illegal shit rn"

god gaius's facial expressions are gold 😭😭

"his heart has stopped" as if anyone's gonna believe that this is episode four and he's the titular character 😭

the first thing merlin does after waking up from lethal poison being sassing gaius is so true

the way arthur looks at merlin throughout that last scene, that's such an "im in love with you and im so relieved you're okay" look

the prolonged eye contact i cannot they're so gay

#they were so insane for this episode #and so early on in s1 aswell #rly iust foreshadowing the sheer homosexuality of the rest of the show huh #bbc merlin #merlin #arthur pendragon #morgana pendragon #gwen merlin #merlin liveblog

[novemberthecatadmirer]

A Growing List of my extremely-OOC Silm Headcanon:

Dark is not Evil, Evil is Nothingness. Evil tells you “There is no Good and Evil there is no Right Things to do everything does not matter stop worrying and love the jail.” Evil traps you in indifference and inaction while it burns the world around you.

The Void was a Nihilism hell filled with Spiders. If you get lost there the Void would eat you and turn you into a Spider.

Everlasting Darkness did not exist. Feanor was being dramatic.

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The Evil loved darkness and black and everything morbid because Melkor was jealous of Namo for his top-tier aesthetics. Namo was at least 3 times hotter than Melkor and I am not spreading rumor, he got the nice fiber artist wife and fiber people are the kindest people ever peopled. Morgoth got his revenge by filling Namo’s house with broken souls and mountains of paperwork.

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Morgoth single-handedly created mental illness. His curses and spells were depression, anxiety and ptsd.

Morgoth was the self-claimed artists that did art by destroying other people’s art. And his taste is BAD and BORING. 

You should be VERY AFRAID of Sauron.

Sauron was the personification of Orwellian Horror. For the sake of world Sauron must die. Yes he was an idea and you cannot kill an idea but it is better to kill him again and again than letting him free roaming building his lovely 1984 empires.

Sauron was not follower of Morgoth no matter how he appeared. He was plotting to overthrow Morgoth and snatch the nice piece of world domination and was happy that the Valar did the hardest part for him.

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NO. Things touched by evil were NOT EVIL. That’s the lie Morgoth wanted you to believe.

Fuck the concept of “Black Heart.”

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Elves can suicide and it did not need specific condition and it happened more often than you think. The history just did not like to mention it.

Honestly if you were chased by Sauron or Morgoth you better finish yourself first. When you see them it would be too late, they would trap your soul and forced you to fate worse than death.

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Elves can be in relationship however they want.

They had all kinds of relationship.

They had crazy ideas of relationship. (HONESTLY, dating mortals lived less than 1/10 of your past life.)

Being an elf and having crush on your cousin? Fine go for it everyone was related anyway. Turgon was against it because two of his siblings had crush on cousins and somehow ended up died and he was DONE with the mess. In general be prepared for the bad luck when you are an elf and have crush on cousin.

LaCE is nice but I do not need to know her to lead my happy life.

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Death was the Gift of Men, but Elves got Gift too and their Gift was Life.

Morgoth managed to corrupt both of the Gifts with pain and suffering and fear.

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Tolkien can have his obsession with “tall and taller and tallest,” and I am going to claim this and that and that character being short and shorter and shortest.

Tolkien can have his obsession with beautiful hair and I am going to call him a fellow mortal of culture.

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I am still salty about the treatment of Easterlings. And orcs.

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Everything about Eol and Aredhel and Maeglin were lazy biased incorrect writing from Gondolin survivors crushed by sorrow and guilt and hate.

People just refused to believe their wonderful princess would willingly marry with a foreigner who was a nobody lived in some weird forest.

Eol and Aredhel should never get married though. They had fucking different political views. Probably got married because they looked at each other and went “Oh how exotic,” then just jumped straight into the pit to suffer together.

Turgon was depressed and passively suicidal and stuck in inaction and if he listened to Ulmo earlier none of the mess would happen.

Everyone broke in Angband. If one was not broken that meant they did not want to break them and was preserving them for something else.

Maeglin went crazy and believed killing Earendil and sending him to Mandos would be better than leaving him to Morgoth.

Morgoth showed him some creative plans.

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There were absolutely urban climbers in Gondolin.

Idril once put a giant red pumpkin right on the very tip of the Tower of the King’s pinnacle the Cornell University way.

Nobody believed she did it even when she straight up said it a month later. She secretly was very offended.

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All the weird cave-explorer kids went to House of the Mole.

They all got killed when the city fell.

#tolkien #lotr #lotr meta #the silmarillion #silmarillion #silm #silm headcanons #silm meta #morgoth #melkor #sauron #mairon #namo #Eol #aredhel #maeglin #idril #gondolin

[natura-est-sacellum]

oh well prolife is being against murder of any kind and the death penalty it's killing people like abortions do, so i'm just confused why you call yourself prolife when you're all for the death penalty :/

I don't know if you are pro-life, or just an abortionist who is trying to catch me in a gotcha. So I will try to explain my stance on this.

A child in the womb, innocent and without guilt or shame yet, is completely different from, say, a serial killer. Or a serial rapist. Or a child rapist.

I find it funny that people try to justify abortion by using all kinds of excuses: they're just a clump of cells, they can't take care of themselves, and of course, my personal fave, they're not human. But then, these same people will turn around, look at a pedophile who raped 30 kids, or hell, even 3 kids. But they'll look on this blight upon mankind and say "oh, mercy, spare him!"

Like, no. Sorry. You don't get to claim humans have no inherent value upon conception, then turn around and say "this person who did bad things shouldn't be killed, because they're only human!"

And please note, I wouldn't be pulling out the death penalty for anything less than the crimes stated above: serial killings, serial rape, and child rape/molestation.

The other way I think about it too, is that a lot of the rougher crimes out there will send a perp to prison for the majority of their life, if not for the rest of their lives. Why waste taxpayer dollars feeding the scum of the earth, when we could just put a cap in them and send that money to feeding starving children in our country? Or trying to help the drug addicted homeless turn their lives around? Or help wayward youth whi are statistically more likely to end up in jail for offensive crimes?

Like, we worry so much about saving people who statistically are not able to be saved. Serial killers? Cannot be reformed, once they'vestarted killing. Pedophiles? Cannot be reformed, once they start diddling. The only thing I'm admittedly unsure of is serial rapists, but you gotta be a little fucked in the head to rape multiple people, right?

Now, the only reason I suggest such a drastic protocol, aside from being a strain on the taxpayer's dime, is because their actions have deeply and negatively impacted the lives of innocents. Imagine if that pedophile I mentioned earlier had indeed managed to assault 30 kids, and somehow, by some twist of fate, did not end up serving a life sentence (probably because Ketanji Brown Jackson was in charge of sentencing him)...do you think said pedo would come out of prison a changed man? Do you think he would take that finger wagging from the state and start over fresh?

Statistically, no. He would not. Even if he sought counseling and tried very hard to do better and keep away from his evil thoughts and not act on them...he will, eventually. They are more likely to become repeat offenders. And then, when he's back out on the streets, how many more children have to suffer at hid hands before he finally gets life sentence or the chair? Honest question. Because for me, one child is one too many.

This is not something that I can be swayed on. I don't care if you claim that somehow makes me "pro choice" because it doesn't. It does not change the fact that I still believe that we have inherent worth. A baby may one day become a pedophile or serial killer. That's no reason to butcher a child in the womb, or crush their skull and suck their brains out, or scald them in saline. No reason. We can't see the future and foretell if a baby in the womb is going to carry out evil deeds. And even if we could, that's like total recall shit; punishing people for doing things they haven't even done yet. Ridiculous.

Here is my parting take: we have inherent worth as living beings. I view all life inherently sacred (except spiders, they can fuck right off, lol...jk, they eat flies). But when you kill multiple people, when you rape multiple people, when you assault children, you have effectively...surrendered your humanity.

[ajdrawshq]

ok im tired as hell and its too gotdamn warm for me to actually sleep so im gonna list off some of my omori thoughts til i pass out

i got the good ending bc i was following a guide bc i Cannot stand full screan surprises n the guide was good but the one (1) thing it doesnt remind u to do daily is water Basils plants. so. im doing all of that again now

i love the fucking characters in the game theyre all so neat n alive. i keep wanting to say im attached to someone specific but im having a hard time picking favorites theyre all so Good

theres a lot like a Lot of instances where Kel is hinted at being the lesser sibling and just the least important out of his friend group and its only really stated in an obvious kinda way once n like. he seems totally fine most of the time and he doesnt seem down often or for long at all in unrelated moments but for these he doesnt seem to even acknowledge it. and of course the others dont seem to think of him as less important which is Good but does he like. have a problem with this. i wanna say hes hiding it but i dont Know bc hes fucking good at it. i might make a whole post on this later actually

seeing Hero cry hurt more than i thought it would and seeing him jump right back to smiling seconds later every time made it Worse. its the older sibling thing

one detail i really like is that while some of the scenes are meant to be funny to the audience, Hero's fear of spiders isnt usually made fun of (the only time i can remember is when Mari apparently snuck bugs into his desk to see his reaction lmao). otherwise hes taken seriously and the others try to push him to overcome it someday, not Now but its something he should work on himself. and the bit w Kel removing a spider from their room, all while saying what hes doing exactly and reassuring Hero that the spider was gone, was a sweet thing to see compared to all the other media where siblings would throw it at the other or something yknow its just nice

Aubrey Good. thats the post

Basil

i dont even know where to fuckin begin with Basil (affectionate) this kid has Problems

seriously theres so much shit going on w these kids thats left unsaid but is worked into the environments or even just what they Dont say its genuinely incredible. beautiful characterization and worldbuilding

the real world sections of omori feel less like im playing as Sunny and more like im guiding this child in a gentle but assertive manner to Do Shit. like ok kiddo brush ur teeth and then we're gonna go outside today. yes its good for u trust me ive been there anyway ur buddy is at the door, go have fun!! oh btw i found some parents who will literally pay u to help their kids with homework. yes ur doing that. its free money dude cmon

cant believe omori lets me live my true dream job (organizing things in short bursts for money)

on that note the music that plays for the tool organizing and the flyswatting jobs might be my favorite track in the game and i have no idea why. its like the audio equivalent of the word blorbo

i wish there was a fucking therapist in this town bc god knows id drag em all there

my brother came in during one of the endgame parts n thought Sunny was a girl when Basil was teasing him abt his crush on Aubrey n went "aw yeah you cant escape the gay even here" (not in a derogatory way) n it took me so off guard i forgot to correct him. hes right tho actually

"when the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie thats omori" is the funniest joke that couldve ever come out of this game i want to personally thank whoever did that

showing all the different ways the kids reacted to grief and trauma and acknowledging that some were more harmful to themself or others and thats just how people work sometimes n they all make amends n agree to support each other in the end and begin to heal despite it all. h

also the moment that i realized the dream world was in fact a dream world made by Sunny and. everything it represents. his desires. his fears. dude

#i see a lot of myself in Sunny so all the messages abt facing stuff to heal and ackowledging change n stuff . MAN #the only bit that kinda went over my head was when everyone in the dream world was forgetting abt Basil #im. not entirely sure of the reason for that. im sure there is one but it missed me by a hair #im also aware the other route reveals a lot of stuff that im prolly missing but. i. do i have the courage for that. do i really wanna do it #ok ive been typing this stuff for two hours n its still warm as Fuck but im so so tired. gnight yall 💙💙 #omori tag

[charles-edwin]

Triage eps 4-5 notes:

Everything with Professor Sakda and his evil gopher minion makes my blood boil. You are doctors it is your sworn duty to take care of people, your patients rely on you and put their lives in your hands, they are completely at your mercy and to take advantage of that in such a way is horrifying.

Little evil gopher is also really bad at killing a comatose guy. Oh wow, I just cannot believe that Varit had his life saved with MEDICINE given to him by a DOCTOR in this HOSPITAL whose job it is to KEEP HIM ALIVE. Who could have possibly seen this outcome coming.

Can’t believe Tin’s finding time to investigate a medical conspiracy on top of everything else.

Art is a bit silly and intense but no one can say that he isn’t a solid dude. He’s halfway to buzzed and he gets a random phone call from the doctor he only met yesterday, and when he gets asked to make sure Tol doesn’t get drunk he’s just like “I’m on it!” and preforms remarkably well.

Oh nooooooo, Tin’s so much more sad and affected by Tol’s death now on top of feeling responsible for Art being involved. Jinta believes in you, Tin! You WILL get it right!

All of Tin’s friends are so concerned about him not taking care of himself and trying to get him to sleep without knowing he’s doing an endurance challenge assigned to him by the universe.

Some people get nauseous or start seeing spiders when sleep deprived, Tin falls out of the timeline and sees the spirit of his dead not-boyfriend.

Ascended!Tol: Please take care of my heart

Tin, falling in love: Wow, that's so romantic to say 🥰

Ascended!Tol: No, Doctor there is literally something medically wrong with my heart and we really should check on that next loop

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Tin’s timeloop schedule is so fully booked up it’s tiring me out. Would love it if he could take a cycle just to nap and play with Zebra.

Gah, Tin and Varit's scene made me tear up, just taking the moment to sit together and talk so gently to calm Varit down and listening and being there for him. I love Tin so much 💜 (but oh boy not Tin going "I can fix him" about Tol's delinquent behavior ���)

This loop’s Tol is just getting fully hit with very capable and pretty doctor swooping in out of nowhere to save his and his friends lives in the most caring and reassuring way, and he is very visibly affected by it.

Every episode it gets funnier just how badly Sing is handling his feelings for Gap. Gap at least is only outwardly denying it and seems to have largely accepted his unfortunate crush. Sing on the other hand both cannot talk to him normally nor can he tolerate Gap talking with anyone else. Toi could barely stay in the room with such a trainwreck.

Okay but what about Seunam? This shopping date is very cute but you can’t just show the little kitty getting brutalized in the previous loop and then ignore it in this one without giving me a reason it didn’t happen again!

Evil Gopher back at it again with making me hate his guts extorting and blackmailing Mai with her mother’s treatment. And yeesh, Mai’s dealing with a lot.

Hey, it’s the magic love clock tower! Was wondering when this beauty would show up.

yeah 😭😭😭 this show has some Real dark turns and unfortunately we can’t say things like that don’t happen in real life because they do 😭😭😭

right? WILD lmao

TIN IS A SUPERHERO!!!!!

art is a good friend!!!!

oh love, get ready for tol’s death affecting tin because it happens a lot 😭😭😭😭 but yeah, jinta believes in him and so do we!!!

TIN HAS THE BEST OF FRIENDS!!! and maybe that’s where his superpowers come from aldkskkdsk

ohhhhh keep that scene of tol appearing to tin in ep 4 on your mind!!! *wink wink*

LMAOOOO yeah, ghost tol was Very serious but tin is already falling aldkskkdskkdks

nobody can convince me that tin didn’t hit the fuck it in certain loops and just went hang out with his cat and watch some movies akdjskdk IT’S TOO STRESSFUL

tin is such a good guy. he can fix tol, trust me 🤣🤣🤣

tol’s not god’s strongest soldier as he believes to be. pretty doctors WILL affect him 🤣🤣🤣

SINGGAP MY BELOVEDS ALDKAKDKSKDK sing is incredibly funny like. bestie tries to hide how whipped he is but WE SEE YOU

lmaooo true but don’t worry. the kitten will be okay!!!!

yeah 😭😭😭😭 poor mai!!! girl goes through so much!!

THE MAGIC LOVE CLOCK TOWER aldkskdkskdk yes, it is very important and very precious to us ❤️💙

happy watching!!! 🥰🥰🥰

#wastedwastelandme #mj got mail!

[kheta]

More childhood friend au's, cause I can 2/3

Chaos Trio Uraraka, Bakugou and Monoma. Fuck me I would kill to see them as childhood friends.

They absolutely hate each other/ only ever roast each other buuuut. No one else is allowed to talk the other two down but them.

Uraraka is shy when they meet, plus she has such a sunshine girl aura that no one believes Bakugou (and it’s always Bakugou) when he tells them that she’s the rowdiest, dirtiest cheat of the lot.

Most of this trios interactions are based on competition. They’ve been in all the same classes since they were three, it’s been sparks ever since. Just. Not the good kind.

Bakugou used to tease Uraraka frequently and at first she cried, but then she got sick of it and started teasing him back until they were both screaming the playground down. They were arguing about a crayon Bakugou wasn’t even using anymore, yelling that it was theirs, when Monoma seen them too busy arguing and stole it for himself. He finished using it just as they noticed it was missing and they pounced on him. He did not care and rubbed his drawing in their face.

Oh Monoma will run screaming from a bug, Bakugou just lets it live as long as it isn’t near him and Uraraka catches them to throw at the two, because as mentioned Monoma will run and Bakugou will freak out, even if he’s trying not to show it. This is how their interactions remain for the rest of their life lmao.

Uraraka isn’t as academically inclined as the boys, who always rank 1st and 2nd (rotating each school term) but when it comes to P.E she shines. She is first in all of the girl ranking for sports and makes sure she beats as many sports records as she can, it’s so much more satisfying when she can beat the records set by the boys though. She learns to fight because there’s no way she’s gonna let Bakugou’s stupid strategies one up her when she can CRUSH him back. Monoma is bitter because he very rarely beats either of the two in physical stuff, though he has also had a few wins to his name. (‘Without fucking cheating like Sweet Cheeks! I know you used your quirk for high jump!’/ ‘I didn’t you sore loser, you’re just offended that you’re too fat to jump as high as me!’)

They all have thick skin and are rarely offended by the insults they share.

They all like the same genre of manga, books and movies. They only have differing music taste.

When Bakugou is petty he cooks spicy food and let’s them burn for whatever slight they’ve done against him.

Monoma buys extremely thoughtful gifts for them, accounting for their likes, their taste as well as how often he could use/borrow/wear what he gets them.

Uraraka does personal gifts that she hand made, like scrapbooks and phone cases and jewellery boxes, but she’s reaaaally bad at guessing their taste. Like Bakugou gets a really nicely made jewellery box, that she hand carved, but she carved this cute bird that she found into it and Bakugou doesn’t even like birds, especially birds that look like they’ve been electrocuted because she cannot draw. Monoma gets stuff with skull spider motifs and he’s deathly afraid of all insects. They hate them, but all of her gifts are given places in their rooms.

Bakugou doesn’t really do gifts, because he gets mad if he doesn’t think it’s perfect, so he just plans really cool trips/hangouts/elaborate meals on like important gift-giving days.

Bakugou teaches Uraraka to sow, Uraraka teaches them both how to use power tools, Monoma doesn’t teach them shit because he likes laughing at their failed attempts. Without fail he’ll solve whatever problem they have tho, even if he won’t tell them about it.

They ALL have different outfits than canon, because the minute they peaked at each other’s designs it was roast central. (Are you really some Sailor Moon fucking wannabe Prince? Are you looking for Christine you Phantom Idiot? How are you even gonna fight like that?’/ ‘I’ll take fashion critique from the 50 year old in loafers when he’s not showing off his Mommy Milkers and being held down by cuffs. Any new kinks to share with the class?’/ 'Oh stop fucking laughing Pink Cheeks, all you wrote, not drew mind you, was space suit with helmet. Reeeal creative Thirteen-2.0)

They all know Japanese Sign Language and French. Partly because Bakugou is petty enough to take his cochlear's out if they're annoying him enough.

Everyone assumes one of the three are dating another one of the three. They hate it! It's like asking them if they're dating their sibling.

Before UA they didn't do different friend groups, because people spread rumours about Uraraka being a gold-digger and no one could get pass the abrasiveness of the boy's attitudes.

Then at UA people don't even realise that their best-friends because they're always bickering and prefer to hang out outside of school, where the competition feels less personal. It's always funny to them when people realise that their best-friend's though, because no one expects Sunshine Uraraka, ExplodoMurderKing Bakugou and High-Maintenance Monoma to have a very functioning, very emotionally connected friendship.

Monoma could tell you everything about his friends, he won't because it's more fun to leave you annoyed and guessing, but he could.

Same with Bakugou, knows them like he knows his own body, his own quirk. Won't tell a single soul because gross, emotions.

Uraraka can and will tell you a lot about the boys, their birthday's, their fears and their favourite pop-culture. For no reason other than she actually likes talking about her friends. Even if sometimes her telling sounds more complaining than anything else. She won't tell you their secrets though, she's cool like that.

They are all proud feminists, when Bakugou Mistuki is your role-model, you tend to learn the fear of women over the fear of any incorporeal God.

None of them are really on each other's socials, but that's more so because they are all live in the moment people. Monoma does have some nice photos of them saved to his cellphone and framed along his bedroom. He also has some truly awful candids of them on his social-media.

They nap together a lot, Bakugou is the first up always, sleepovers and naps taken at school, he's a lot more situationally aware than they are. Uraraka is the last awake, always, usually still tired and drooling.

All three of them are pretty good cooks, but Monoma bakes the best, Uraraka is the best with simple/cheap meals and Bakugou is stupidly great at all forms of cooking.

They have a lot of hobbies and talents, mostly because of codependency tings. Monoma is filled with whimsy, Bakugou doesn't say no to challenges and Uraraka is happy to be there for the ride.

Monoma and Bakugou pay for everything. At the start Uraraka was stubborn and refused their 'charity' but Bakugou argued her into submission and Monoma had a frank conversation about wanting her to be there with them and not caring if it meant they had to pay for her share of the event/experience/get together. Bakugou nodded very angrily in agreement and Uraraka cried so hard that they never broached the subject again. Though, she does get them into thrifting/going to clearance stores/doing free activities, because they don't always need money to have fun.

The only times they completely stop arguing are; gym training days, because they need to focus, movie-nights, because they hate talking during movies and grocery shopping, because again, Bakugou freaking Mitsuki was one of their main caregivers.

#more whatever tf this is #head empty #bnha #boku no hero academia #bakugou katsuki #uraraka ochako #monoma neito #bakugou mitsuki #mha #my hero academia

[deaneybabyinc]

im going insane and i feel like im not real rn so im gonna ramble about my object crushes and various proclivities of mine

im into like base level objectum stuff the eroticism of the machine and whatnot. i think my favorite object attractions are bulky pcs (this laptop does nothing for me i need her to be thick) and sharp objects, i especially love craft supplies that i've bonded with. me and my box cutter are best friends i use her for every project. romantically i really enjoy an object who is there for me and is somewhat diy or battered, something with history you know. i like to think about the life the object has lived and how it still functions despite it. i really have a fun bond with my car. she was my grandmothers car and she has a lot of life in her. shes a 2012 white prius and i care for her a lot. my favorite white girl <3 i also am really into a lot of mathematical concepts i dont know how to explain it but i just think about them and their perfection and i love them. especially shape math like geometry and trigonometry really fascinate me. trigonometry is so hot man like that retro video of the angles of the triangle.... the panties hit the floor.

i rarely develop crushes outside of my specific niches but i do that a thing going on with my among us plushie which is so fucked for me like why did my brain decide on the among us plushie to develop this relationship with kinda fucked up. but their name is mungus and theyre a mungus of the mungus species and i saw them in the store and literally was attached immediately like i was like "okay i have seen you on this shelf and now i love you forever" and theyve hung out with me ever since. we had kind of a sexual fling but i kept getting embarrassed when i remembered that uh. thats a crewmate from the hit game amongus available on all platforms. they're yellow and have a leaf on their head. i love you mungus

i feel like i have been a lot more accepting of thoughts and feelings like this recently. i used to have such a complex about being sane which i think is normal when you have an extensive history of delusions and hallucinations that are really distressing and negative. and because i was so scared of going back to that place i completely rejected everything that wasnt objective reality. but like thats not the person i am. and its so difficult having a heart that falls in love with computers and kins passionately and wants to believe in gods and spirits and past lives and magic and having a brain that is so so scared and cannot let that become true. and i kept yearning for the good parts of being actively delusional. when i wasn't convinced that my room is covered in invisible spiders and i was burning alive and everything smelled like fresh meat, i sometimes felt important and connected with everything and like i knew who i was. which is maybe the only thing that kept me from completely falling apart during these times. the world was agonizing me but its for a reason, and i am so many people but theyre all me. every part of me from the ugly to the beautiful had a special spot. and yes im romanticising it all but its hard not to

anyways it all kinda flipped after i was hospitalized the last time. i lost who i was to precious sanity and to give myself credit ive re-created myself pretty well. but i feel like theres a hole in it. the self crumbled and ive been picking up pieces and trying to throw pieces away that i didnt want to fit in but you cant throw them away they always stay. all that to say i have been trying to reincorporate whimsy and have been doing an admittedly kind of shitty job lol

[avengernomore]

Name: Josh, but I have been known by many names, Shadow, Cobalt, Sasuke-Mun... Star Sign: Pisces. I'mma feesh Height: I don't know exactly but like, 5'10"? 5'11"? (177cm-180cm) Middle name: David.

Put your itunes/spotify/youtube on shuffle. What are the first 6 songs that popped up?: Oh god, let's see how my music playlist on YouTube is gonna expose me... 1. BIG SHOT feat. Alpharad [Deltarune Metal Cover] - FamilyJules 2. "Spider Dance" (Vocal Music Box Cover // Undertale) - Adriana Figueroa 3. Homestuck - MeGaLoVania - Toby Fox 4. Touhou Luna Nights BGM - Stage 4 Boss - Septette for the Dead Princess - Team Ladybug 5. Eye of the Tiger by Survivor (Duet) - Gawr Gura and Nanashi Mumei 6. PCB Stage 6 Boss - Yuyuko Saigyouji's Theme - Border of Life - ZUN

Well, that could have been a lot worse.

Ever had a poem or song written about you: Not as far as I'm aware, no. Dunno how I'd react if someone had done it... probably would depend on how well I knew them. When was the last time you played air guitar: ...I dunno, actually. I'm way more likely to just jiggle my leg and tap my fingers to the rhythm on whatever hard surface is nearest. Who is your celebrity crush?: Uhhhhh... I dunno. Like, I have a lot of celebrities that I REALLY like, like Robin Williams (R.I.P.) and Daniel Craig, but I'm not really crushing on any celebrities at all? Not that those two would be likely candidates, since I'm a heterosexual guy, but nyeh. What’s a sound you hate? A sound you love?: The sound of people chewing with their mouth open and the sound of polystyrene. Sounds I love though... I'm struggling to think of anything other than meowing. Some meowing, of course. I just like talking to cats and having them talk back. :3

Do you believe in ghosts?: Not really, no. How about aliens: I mean, do you KNOW how big the universe is? No, of course you don't. No-one knows how big the universe is, that's how fucking big it is. And when you look at the sky, and see all those stars? There's even more planets than stars. We cannot be the only planet where life occured and flourished. Like, that's just statistically impossible, I think. Do you drive?: Nah. Honestly, I'm a little scared of learning, and if I did learn I'd probably just work on getting a license for an automatic. A little less to worry about when driving. If so have you ever crashed: I mean, I don't drive, but I've fallen off horses before, does that count?

What was the last book you read?: I mean, if you want a new book I've read... then I have no idea. If you want one that I've re-read, Scott Pilgrim Vol. 2 Do you like the smell of gasoline: ... in small doses. It's just a really heavy smell so a little of it goes a long way.

What was the last movie you saw?: Knives Out!! Such a great film, great to see Daniel Craig proving that he can do more than just James Bond even after so long, and Chris Evans showing that he can still be an asshole after being Captain America for so long. What’s the worst injury you’ve ever had?: ...Honestly, it's a bit of a draw. When I fell of the horse, like I mentioned above, I fell onto my back, couldn't get up for a minute, and wasn't in any condition to get back on the horse that day. My arm and shoulder hurt for 2 weeks, and my back was aching for a week or two after that. And that was when I was a teenager. More recently, I ended up falling backwards in a really awkward way and busted both of my kneecaps. Couldn't get up for five minutes, got up, managed to finish my walk home, and then could barely walk for like a week, and my knees still hurt 3 weeks later. That was when I was much older so I dunno which is worse really. Do you have any obsessions right now?: .....Watermelon/Suika Game. Shush.

Tagged by: Yoinked from: @yukixxnoxxtsubasa Tagging: DO IT, YOU WON'T!

#mun info #mun stuff

[peterpickedpaker]

God I love Spider-Man

TASM! Peter Parker

Theme:  enemies to lovers cause I feel like Andrew’s Spider-Man man has a lot of friends to lovers and I wanna spice it up or whatever .

Summary: reader gushes to her best friends Gwen about Spider-Man . Gwen’s best friend Peter, who is your least favorite person, happened to over hear . Maybe he uses it to his advantage .

Current next

A/N: this is gonna be a series, kinda slow burn, but still a good time I hope . College aged characters ! Also I know Gwen is like a huge thing for Peter but I’m making them just friends and nothing more for this story .

I have not edited or read over this yet .

Warnings: MDI please ! Nothing too crazy, teasing/poking fun, tension of all kinds, and cursing. Don’t worry, it’ll get spicy . Just not yet ;) Lmk if I missed something !

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You walk through the English building with your best friend Gwen giggling on your way to the campus coffee shop .

“I cannot believe you right now !” She exclaims .

“What ?? You can’t even lie, Spider-Man is h-o-t- HOT !” you say grabbing and shaking her shoulders . “Who’s hot ?” Your eyes instantly roll when you hear his voice . You turn to your right to see Peter Parker . He walks along side Gwen .

“Y/N was just telling me about her big fat crush on-“ you’re quick to interrupt her . “GWEN, I have a big fat crush on Gwen .” You huff in her direction .

“Oh come on Y/N, there’s a good chance he’ll agree with you .” She presses . You didn’t know, but she was more than aware of who Spider-Man was . “And I need his validation because ?” I cock my head to the side . “Okay fair but I’m still going to tell him .” She smirks at you . “So you might as well own it .” You sigh as the three of you reach a table in the café .

“I’m very intrigued Y/N . Someone finally reaching your stuck up standers ?” Peter states making direct eye contact . You roll your eyes in response . “I’m going to get some coffee . Y/N, the usual ?” You nod towards Gwen . “Peter ? What anything ?” She asks sweetly . “Nah I’m good . Gotta stay sharp and caffeine makes me shake .” You narrow your eyes at him .

“Awe, baby can’t handle a little caffeine ?” You tease . “Please don’t kill each other while I’m gone .” Gwen pleads . “She wouldn’t stand a chance .” He smirks in your direction . “Yeah okay pipe cleaner .”

“Pipe cleaner ? That’s a new one . But before you think slipped out of this one, who this oh so hot dude you’ve got eyes for ?” You lean back in your chair look at the ceiling . “I just don’t think this is information you need about me . Saying we are hardly friends .” You snap .

“Caramel macchiato for my love .” Gwen says sitting down with two cups in hand . “Ahh yes thank you I love you .” You say sitting up quickly to grab it .

“Awe I love you too .” Peter says placing a hand on his chest . You fake gage before taking a sip of your coffee .

“So did Y/N spill her guts yet ? Or do I need to ?” Gwen stats raising a brow . “I don’t know why you’re pushing this so much . Why does Peter need to know ?” You state looking at her suspiciously .

“Cause ! I know he’s agree with you and I don’t think it would kill you to have something in common with my other best friend .”

“Other best friend ? I’m not special ? Wooow.” You say with sarcasm trying to defer the conversation off of you .

“Spider-Man .” Gwen states bluntly . Your eyes go wide “Gwen !” You whine .

“No fucking way .” Peter says with the biggest smirk on his face . “You’ve got a crush on Spider-Man huh ?” You place your elbows on the table and your head in your hands huffing .

“Awe Y/N, there’s nothing to be ashamed of . He’s a total hottie . I mean just look at those muscles .” He continues pretending to flex . “I’m not ashamed, Spider-Man is indeed the hottest man I’ve ever seen . But-” you pause to read the emotions on their faces .

“Okay, why are you both making those faces ?” You ask seeing a smirk plastered on both of them .

“Oh no reason . Please, continue . I’m just shocked about how strongly you feel about him .” Peter says causing Gwen to choke out a laugh . You narrow your eyes in suspension at the pair .

“Um so anyway, what do you guys think he looks like ? I personally don’t think someone built like that couldn’t be a beautiful human being . Oh and and !” You get excited, “we know he’s a good person too . The whole fighting crime and protecting the masses . Ugh I swear if he ever saved me he could have me in anyway he wanted .”

“Careful there Y/N, I think you might be drooling .” Gwen jokes as she wipes the side of your mouth . You swat her hand away .

“I hear he sometimes falls on fire escapes in need of help .” Peter says biting his lip . “Spider-Man ? Needing help ? I highly doubt it .” I scoff .

“No but actually,” Gwen adds “sometimes he gets pretty injured and can’t make it home . Because you know, being a hero and all . He gets beat up .”

“I wouldn’t say he gets beat up .” Peter response with a bit of attitude .

“Well he is welcome on mine any day, any time . I’ve got a first aid kit that hasn’t been touched . She’d probably be very excited to be used by Spider-Man . As would I .” You say pretending to tucking a piece of hair behind your ear .

“Oh this is just too good . I never thought you’d be so quick to let a man do as he pleased with you .” Peter states licking his lower lip .

Gwen playfully smacks his arm . “What ? She said it.” He throws his hands up in defense .

“I did say it . But Spider-Man isn’t just any man . He’s Spider-Man . Come on, Gwen . You seriously wouldn’t do that same ?” You say trying to get her to agree .

Peter and her exchanged a look you didn’t quite understand . “He’s just not my type .” She shrugs .

“Your type is blande .” You say playfully causing Peter to laugh .

“Don’t get too bold over there Parker . I’ll come for you next .” You point a finger in his direction . “Oh no ! I’m so scared ! Oh wait, no I’m not because I know you have sexual fantasies about a man you don’t know .” Peter spits back .

“GWEN ! When the fuck did you tell him that ?!?” You exclaim in frustration .

Peters jaw practically hits the ground . “Uh um, I didn’t ..” she says in a low tone . “But you just did .” Peter states running his tongue across his front teeth .

You mentally face palm . You immediately feel heat rise to you cheeks .

“Please, Y/N, why don’t you tell me exactly what you’d let Spider-Man do to you .” Peter leans in across the table .

You follow his move . Leaning in just as close . “In your dreams Parker .”

•••••••••••

You arrive home late, after your shift as a bartender . Closing the door behind you, you let out a sigh of relief . “Finally .” You say aloud to yourself as you throw your backpack down and your shoes off .

After changing into a large tee and comfortable panties you head into your kitchen to make a late, but deserved dinner .

You hum along to song that’s stuck in your head . Trying to remember it . You reach for your phone and open Spotify . Scrolling through playlist trying to find it . You quickly remember it was something Peter played . Clicking his profile you find a playlist titled ‘Swinging’ . You hit shuffle and oddly enough, the song you were trying to find is the first to play .

You dance around the island in the middle of your kitchen waiting for the water to boil on the stove . You close your eyes enjoying the tune .

You couldn’t be help but think about Peter as the song played . You actually hadn’t stopped thinking about him since the conversation about Spider-Man earlier on in the day .

Something about the way he looked at you as you spoke . You just couldn’t get it out of your head .

The way his lips curled into a smirk, his left eyebrow raised .

The amusement smeared across his face .

Almost as if he was proud of himself .

As if he leaned your deepest, dirtiest secret .

You think of his hand placed on his chin, the way his fingers lightly scratched .

The way his tongue ran over his teeth .

His other hand flat on the table, the length of his fingers-

You are quickly taken out of your trance by the sound of water boiling over . “Shit !” You exclaim running to the stove . You turn down the heat and blow lightly trying to get the bubbles to go down .

Once you’ve finally finished your pasta you look at the time, it reading 2:03 am . You sigh in exhaustion as you take a seat on your couch . Just as you reach for the remote you hear a loud thud on your fire escape making you jump .

You widen your eyes frozen in your spot . “What the fuck ?” You whisper to yourself, not wanting to look in the direction of your window . You don’t move for a second hoping it was just an animal that fell from the roof .

But you were quickly proven wrong when you hear a very light tapping on the window . You very slowly turn your head towards the sound . You finally let out the breathe you didn’t know you were holding in when you see a familiar face .

Or should you say …. Mask .

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[siriuslydaz3d]

Learn to Knock (Peter Parker x fem!Reader)

A/N: So hi! This is designed to be read for any of the Peters! It started from a small moment in a dream I had and I managed to turn it into this! I hope you all enjoy this!! 

Do not reupload. Reblogs encouraged. 

Warnings: Swearing, I don’t think there’s really any other warnings 

“Peter, please I don’t have pants on!“ I yell, tugging my shirt down. ‘You do this every time we have movie night! I said if you’re going to let yourself in, knock! If my bedroom door is shut, knock!” 

“Yeah yeah! Sorry my bad…I’ll uh be out here!” 

I cover my face, shaking my head as I quickly pull my sweats on. Peter Parker and his bad habit of not knocking. Embarrassment is non-existent to me at this point. Peter Parker has seen me nearly naked too many times.

“I cannot believe you walked in without knocking! I could’ve been completely naked, you idiot!” I grunt, walking out of my room and heading towards the front room. “I’m gonna have to get a sign for my own room that says ‘Please knock before entering’ just because you just won’t!” 

“I said sorry!” He complains, raiding my cabinets for snacks. 

“Does sorry wipe the image of my ass from your memory?” 

“Okay to be fair, it wasn’t that bad.” He smirks, setting bottles of water and soft bake cookies down on my coffee table.

“Peter!” I groan, picking up the small pillows that rest on my couch. “God, you’re such a weirdo!” 

“Sorry!” He laughs, covering his head as I toss throw pillows at him. He catches them with a smirk. “You do remember I have amazing reflexes, right? Your little pillows do nothing, my dear.” 

“You’re so damn cocky, sit down and put a damn movie on.” I huff, throwing myself down onto the couch. “For the record, I don’t think best friends are supposed to compliment their best friend’s ass.” 

“But girls do it all the time. I literally saw you and Gwen do it in school, why can’t I do it now?” He asks, setting himself beside me. He grabs the remote and scrolls through the different movies. “I wasn’t lying, it wasn’t a bad view.” 

“Peter, imagine if someone heard you say it in public. They’d think we’re dating. It would be awkward to go ‘Oh no, he’s just my best friend’, now wouldn’t it?” I mention, looking up at him. “You wouldn’t want to be mistaken for my boyfriend, would you?” 

“It’s not the end of the world if I was. I wouldn’t complain at least.” He says softly, selecting a random movie. I try to form a response, but my mind draws a blank. What did Peter mean by that? Does he feel the same, even by the smallest? Does the Spider-Man have a crush on me? 

The movie flies by. My brain barely processes what was going on. All I could think about was Peter. His laugh. His smile. The words he spoke before it began. I’m in love with Peter Parker, and I think he feels the same. I’m in love with my best friend. Oh god, will he think I’m serious if I tell him I love him? I made it sound bad if he was mistaken for my boyfriend and now I’m wanting to tell him I love him. I’m going to ruin everything if I–

“Earth to Y/N. Is everything alright?” Peter asks, turning my face towards him. My mind draws blanks yet again. “Whoa, you’re red. Are you alright? Do you have a fever?” He sticks his hand against my forehead. His soft skin makes my cheeks light up even more. 

“I’m in love with you.” I blurt out before slamming my hand over my mouth. I pull away from him, cramming my face into my cold hands. “I can’t believe I just said that. Peter, I’m so sorry if that made you uncomfortable. Please just forget I said anything!” 

“Say it again.” He whispers. I look up at him, and for the first time I’m unable to read his eyes. “Please, say it again.” 

“I’m in love with you, Peter Parker.” I say softly, hand coming up to his face. “I have been for a while.” 

“You’re serious, right? Like, you swear you aren’t fucking with me?” Peter mumbles as I smile and roll my eyes. 

“You’d think after all this time, you’d be able to figure out if I was serious or not. Of course I’m serious! Why do you think I’ve never mentioned my crush to you?” 

“I just thought he was like someone super gross or super embarrassing.” He chuckles softly. “But, just so you know, I love you too.” 

“No, you’re right. My crush is someone super embarrassing. I mean, have you seen his suit? Please, the colors were so last year!” I grin, making him shake his head. “Oh my god, Spider-Man is in love with me! This is like a win for me, right? I got bragging rights?” 

“No, you do not have bragging rights. Hello? Spider-Man’s identity is a secret for a reason. To protect the people he cares about, meaning you cannot go around saying ‘Look at me, I’m Spider-Man’s girlfriend!’” He says, throwing his arm around my shoulders. “You need to be extra careful now. Anything suspicious, give me a call. Maybe I should get a burner phone strictly for Spider business.” 

“Pete, can we talk about the spider business later? I wanna get back to the fact you called me your girlfriend without asking me out.” I rest my head against his shoulder, looking up at him. “How about we treat this as a first date. Next time, you can properly take me out.” 

“I like the sound of that. I do very much.” He smiles, pressing a soft kiss against my forehead. “Does this mean I still have to knock when coming into your room?” 

“Parker, you very much need to learn to knock. One of these days, you’re gonna do that to someone else and get your ass kicked.” I laugh, throwing my legs over his lap. “I was serious about the sign. Gonna get it done in pretty little colors and everything.” 

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[honey-lemonz]

From Wattpad..

Xmale Reader

3rd Pov

Warning includes sexual content

Includes: dumbification, master kink if you see it rough sex, degradation, barley a praise kink, female form Muzan, squirt, getting eaten out over stimulation

Muzan will still go by He/him

Requested by:maskstudioart

Thank you for the request!

Muzan didn't ever think he would dub down this far. He would every single day, change his form to his more feminine body and go flirt with a demon archer.

The demon knew it was Muzan the progenitor and knew if he did something wrong he would die but...

Muzan had an obsession.

He overly loved the feeling of climax in a female form, it was so different than a males.

You could say he was a virgin with this meaning he was inexperienced but God's did he fucking love to finger himself.

He just wished a certain archer would make him feel the climax himself.  Muzan couldn't lie, he was a strong demon, very useful as well, very strong too. Good enough to be a spot for the twelve kizuki. Not a lower moon of course most likely and upper rank.

But for some odd reason he didn't want him as a servant.

He wanted him as a lover. And he knew love needed to be two sided otherwise it wouldn't work.

So how do you make a lust full demon king make another demon who is a devoted archer and is devoted to his sport and possibly not interested in him or fears him?

Gifts and buy lots of them, bribing.

Muzan wore his most fancy kimono and tied his hair into his bun and made Daki put the pins in. He wore a signature floral style which is famous muromachi period which it the century the archer if from.

He put on a red lip and was out the infinity fortress and walked to the archery park filled with cherry blossoms and bamboo gates. No human knew of the hidden places.

Muzan glared at the other demons to open the gate and strolled on in, he felt like a school girl who had a crush on her upper class men. Except he is older and stronger.

The archer was practicing with their bow and was in total focus. He could sense Muzan and smiled vividly that his lord could see him.

"Hello, Muzan-sama. How are you tonight under this moon." His voice made the king's pussy clench on nothing. He bit his lip and walked closer. A pale and touched the grey-ish skin of the archer. Veins throbbing on muscle.

Muzan traced them and hummed, his voice not menacing but suggestive.

"I am well, my archer..My search for the blue spider lilly is going unsuccessful but I grant time will tell. Now, how is my dear, archer. Have any whores here?"

Muzan is a jealous and petty thing. He knew the archer can have whores here and there. Daki has spoken about it. She even said his physical domination is almost more tempting and frightful than Kokushibou. (sexy ass man koku)

The archer inhaled before letting the string of the bow go. "What of it my lord?" Normally Muzan would be angered of the question but he, he made it sound like a challenge.

"Well, I came here to see my beloved and most favorite archer...I didn't come to see if he is fucking another whore. I thought warriors like you were supposed to be poised."

The archer's fist clenched, snapping the bow in half. Muzan let out almost a moan at the sight of his strength.

"Yes my lord. I am poised, who ever told you of these lies must want to anger you. I haven't had a woman nor man at my side since the Sengoku."(making the archer older than Koku)

Muzan gazed at his split eyes, cat like with the gold color shining through. He wasn't lying, so either Daki was or whoever told Daki lied. Either way Muzan will deal with it later.

"So, my archer if to say you did have a whore what would she be? What would she looked like? Would she be rich? Poor?"

Muzan stepped behind him and pressed his womanly breast against his stern and muscular back. A thing kimono separated the skin to skin contact. The archer prepared his stance again. He inhaled and held the strong and tight bow. He pulled his back to his cheek.

"She, or he would have to learn how to speak of what they want." Muzan hummed and wrapped his hands around his waist from behind. Moving his hands up and down slowly, taunting him. His nails circling around his peck and the faint lines of his abdomen.

"What about her mouth? Should she speak like a whore or more of a queen? Or do you want to shut her up yourself..."

Muzan's hand dipped down to the hakama pants, the white fabric holding and slowly untying them. "Or do you want her to do all the work, my archer.."

His other hand curled around the arm that was holding the arrow. Holding onto his bicep. Leaning up to whisper into his ear.

"Tell me my archer..what kind of whore do you want me to be for you?"

(M/n) sighed and rested his arms and set the bow down. He sighed and let his head fall down to look at the ground. The sweat off his body made it shine slightly underneath the moon light. he looked so delicious, it made Muzan restless.

He wished he could see him during the sun or wake up beside him and just let him fuck the shit out of him or eat him out.

"Muzan-sama." The king in question hummed and smiled devilishly at his favored archer. "Yes (M/n)?" he answer as his long blue nail was tracing the outline of his cock.

"One thing."

He hummed again, he could read his mind and knew what he was going to say and it made him drip with slick.

"Whores that ask to many questions are just begging to be fucked." He dropped the bow and turned around the see Muzan. He smiled and blushed.

Muzan lifted his arms making him carry him. He didn't want to be in control he just wanted him to fuck him deep into the ground. His pussy was aching it.

Muzan was laying in his shoulder. If any demon saw him, they'd be killed.

They walked into the large estate, the house had been a gift from Muzan. He was so happy he decided to kill of the family here and give it to him.

He dropped Muzan on the engawa and stripped himself of his thin kimono but not the hakama pants. His chest that housed that baritone voice, a voice he wanted to her moan his name and name alone made the demon lord almost finger himself then.

"But since my king is here I believe it is best to pleasure him first than myself." He got onto his knees and stomach and rested on the wooden flooring. The white curtains only showed their shadows but neither cared.

He pushed the layers of cloth out of the way only to see no underwear or anything. A bare pink pussy dripping with cum.

"My lords pussy is dripping..did he plan for this? To be eaten out like a slut? How disgusting you pig." He breath fanned his clit. The anticipation was harsh but the impact was so enjoyus.

"Yes, I am your little slut, now please my archer eat me out like one." Muzan's head tilted back and spread his legs wider, his clit twitch waiting for the intense sensitivity to send it over and beyond.

"Yes, my master." His cool tongue circled his clit and spread his labia. Muzan moaned loudly and gripped the archers head. His attention to certain spots was so endearing and so careful.

"More, please! More my archer!"

His tongue dipped into his tight entrance and pushed deeper and deeper. His pointer and middle finger entrap his clit. His thumb circles it roughly. Muzan felt the blood from his teeth digging into his lips dip down onto the floral patterned kimono.

"Fu-fuck. More! Please my archer give me more!" He was arching his back and pushing his head deeper. (M/n) removed his tongue, Muzan missing the contact was about to yell at him to continue but his three fingers replaced the rage with more pleasure.

He moved his hand in and out at inhuman speed. He reached up to lick away the blood from his lords lips and bite them. His thumb moved harsher and harder. Wet and sloppy sounds filled the air.

All coming from the demon lord.

His hands gripped the arches forearm and dug into it, drawing blood with his nails. He was whining and moaning. The pressure built more and more. More lewd and rude comments were whispered into his ear.

"Who knew the demon king wanted to get fucked like a whore..so fucking wet for an archer. Was it your plan to have a good fuck? To act like a such a slut and pig. Your dripping all on my hand."

With the words Muzan's pussy gushed. He had never felt so disgusting but it felt so good to feel like a sloppy whore.

He panted and clenched on his hand.  But then Muzan felt another finger being added. (fisting) The pressure came back and made the demon lord fall back out of over stimulation. Begging and begging for more. His own hand playing with his clit and slapping it too.

His kimono was drenched by the second orgasm, he squirted father this time and more. The engawa was soaking with his delicious fluids. The blood on his lips were lapped away. (M/n) pulled his hand away and liked his digits clean of the others juices.

"So tasty my lord, you did such a good just squirting like a whore."He stood up and lifted his fucked out demon king to farther into the estate.

He rested Muzan on the futon. He stripped himself and then Muzan. His breast were round and plump, his nipples hard.

Kissing and biting them, also playing with his clit made him scream at over stimulation again.

"Pl-please, my archer..fuck me..fuck me until I cannot think.." He begged, his lipstick smudge covering his cheek, hair a mess and his bun not as perfect. The decorations were falling out. This obsession he had was growing and growing because of his dear archer.

"Yes my whore lord."

He untied the sash of the hakama and revealed his thick and long cock. Muzan felt like he was going to fucking squirt again.He pulled (M/n) down to kiss him and to force him and let their body's run against each other. His cock rubbing against his clit made him arch his back.

"Please, my archer just fuck me!"

The archer pushed no slammed himself into Muzan. Letting the demon lord get a taste of what he wanted.

But he pulled out and flipped the demon on his hands and knees. He pushed back in and growled as he clenched tightly around him. His chest pushing into Muzan's. Fucking like a wild animal.

His cock pushed pass his G-spot and made the demon lord cry out about how he is going to cum again. His mind as he fucked him wandered off. Just blank and white all he felt was his pussy gushing and squirting. His arousal dripping down his legs and (M/n)'s cock and balls.

He was drooling and crying, not even having proper speech. When the archer pulled out and showered his back and ass with cum, growling and grunting.

Muzan felt his whole body just become sore. He was the strongest demon but got fucked like the weakest.

"T-this i...is..w-whhy yo-your myy favorite..m-my archer..."

The archer chuckled and wiped the cum off Muzan and the liquids off himself. He waled away to grab a kimono for the demon king.

"You'll ma-make a great King.."

The demon king relished in the feeling of being pampered. He liked how much attention he was getting and how much care was put into it. He smiled as he was place into the warm pool of water and treated perfectly.

By the time the sun rose, the archer and him retired to their sleeping quarters and sleep in the large western style bed. Muzan cuddled close to (M/n). While he was a sleep, which proved he was a hard worker. Demons don't sleep unless anything they do is put with 100%.

Muzan pushed him nail into his temple and pumped his blood into him. The archer growled in pain but kept his eyes closed. Muzan's curse was still in affect but it would not be death just a sting.

"Yes, you would make a great King, my favorite archer.."

He fell a sleep too. His new demon king was going to be perfect, he knew it. 

That is why he was the favorite, he made his obsession grow day by day.

He was truly satisfied.

#demon slayer x reader #lady muzan #muzan x reader #muzan smut #muzan kibutsuji

[blissfulparker]

A Work in progress→T.H

Parings: Tom Holland x Actress!reader

Summary: when You and Tom both have each other as a celebrity crush, you two unknowingly take on the role of each other’s lovers in a new movie and are expected to make it real. When the director puts the two of you in a house for the weekend to get to know each other there is little more to rehearsing than just your lines.

Warnings: awkwardness in the first half, smut(oral female), sexual tension

A/n: this is based off of a blurb I did, where it was just from a physical affection prompt list that I went off on! I hope you guys enjoy 💗

Wc: 4k

Tom didn’t know why he was so nervous as he opened the large glass doors to the conference building. His palms were sweaty as he walked alone rather than with his brother and assistant Harry.

He loved working on new projects, new films, meeting new people but the scare of not knowing the new people made him nervous. At this point he normally would be able to get some sort of name, do some research on said person but this time they gave him nothing but a script.

The script was more of a love story. a serious role but one where he could be more seductive and serious, he could let go of the goofy teenager character he seemed to be stuck with.

His character, Jack, who would be the corrupt business man who falls for the one trying to bring down his company, the main female protagonist, Beth.

The meeting started at 10:00. Always being early he seemed to see someone else was too. You stand in front of the coffee machine, trying to get it to work as you waited for the meeting to start—or at least people to come in.

“Oi let me help you with that—“ he offers but a small Yelp comes from your mouth as you quickly turn around and hit your head against the British accented stranger.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry! You scared me half to death—“ you hold your head as you look up, a wave of heat washes over your body and you don’t know if it was just because you hit your head hard enough or if it was because you finally figured out who you were working with.

“I should’ve said something else first, I’m so sorry—“ fuck. He thinks as he looks at you. You who managed to make a way onto the list of celebrities he wants to work with. You who also made it on the list of celebrities he wants to date.

The fans knew quickly he had a tiny crush on you. As he once liked a fan edit of the two of you on the read carpet. He seemed to be one of the firsts to like your Instagram photos and even mentioning your name in an interview saying how pretty you were.

You were the same, with smaller fame of course. You along with half of the other population who enjoyed marvel movies and dorky characters, you fell in love with the curly haired British boy. Finding him extremely talented and a heartthrob of course, you quickly dreamt about working with him but laughed about it never coming true.

Now he was in front of you. His chin red from where your head collided with it and he only stares at you in response.

The awkward silence quickly filled as the two of you tried and laugh off the interaction.

“Tom—“

“(Y/n)—“ you both say your names at the same time. Him going in for a handshake and you going in for an awkward hug. The two of you stop and laugh it off before deciding a simple handshake was the way to go. You had never wanted to quit your entire career more than now.

“Oh! Perfect!” Finally as the tension was cut the director walked into the room. Two people followed behind and you took a deep breath already nervous for the new film and exactly what Toms role was. As far as you read, the main female character, who you were to be playing, had to be in lingerie a few times in front of the main male character. There were also sex scenes, plenty of kiss scenes and sexual tension. You were fit for the character but you were not fit for Tom. All your fantasies about him were just fantasies.

“I see the two of you have already met. But If not, (y/n) meet Tom, Tom meet (y/n) you two will be working together for the next few months as I’m sure you are aware of your roles. (Y/n) will be playing the lover and spy where Tom you will be playing the businessman. I’m sure we already know our positions…” the director starts and you swallow hard.

Tom doesn’t know if you’re looking or not to see the pink shade coming to his cheeks and making him hot. You were just an actress, he thought, an actress who just had to play the role. He was an actor as well, he reminds himself. A very good one for the fact so he didn't want to mess this up all because of one silly crush.

“We want to put you two in a house together.” The director claps his hands together making you nearly spit out the coffee you had in front of you. Tom's head snaps to look at you as you cough a bit trying to digest the words.

“You want us to live together?” Tom speaks for you it seems.

“We only want to see your chemistry! The fans, the academy, loves chemistry! Trust me, people will love the movie but they will not care if they see just two other actors acting to be in love. Not really caring you know? We want to see you guys build a bond, passion, some sort of love even if you lie to us about it to make it believable. Run through your lines, skinny dip with each other for all we care we just want to see passion!” You feel like his words are turning into a dream as he speaks. You feel your heart pounding at his words and try your hardest to keep your calm.

“And where will we be going?” You finally find the strength to speak. If it was anyone else you would not care, reminding yourself you are a good actress and have acted like you wanted to fuck a man you hate. But this was a man you actually wanted to fuck, a man you actually wanted real passion with.

“We rented you two a flat in spain,” he mentions, right, where you’ll be shooting, you think. “It’s only three days and if you want more we will give you more if you don’t we will let you free. Every expense is paid for, go to dinner, have wine, everything will be on the film. This is both of your chances at big awards this year. This is for you and for us.” You could almost feel Toms body heat as he was just as nervous as you, you didn’t know why though. He was the heartthrob, he was the actor that was wanted left and right, this was your big chance at a movie that can skyrocket your career.

The next hour feels torturous as all you could think about was what this house looked like for the two of you. Did it have two rooms? Two bathrooms? Why did your head hit his chin? Is there a bump? What if he hates you? What if he’s secretly seeing someone and just doesn’t want to announce it? All thoughts ran through your head as you had to make this your best acting gig yet. Except the most acting might be pretending not to love Tom the way you do.

-

Three days. That’s all it was. You would spend three days in whatever this house looked like and all you would have to do is pretend to get to know Tom. All while trying not to expose how much you truly like him.

There were rumors he had a crush on you, of course you saw the interview and noticed how he liked your pictures but you also knew his co-stars from Spider-Man so your thoughts were friendly.

Taking an Uber to the destination, you pull up to this beautiful Italian cottage. Gorgeous stone walls and large driveway, If there was one emotion to be real about this entire thing, it would be that you were spoiled with this house.

You were already nervous as people started to catch on through social media, his fans seeming to know his constant move now quickly knowing yours.

‘Stars (y/n) (y/l/n) and Tom Holland possibly take on a new film with one another: here’s what we know’

‘Why is Tom in Italy?’ ‘Is (y/n) in Italy?’ ‘Rumor is they are filming together soon’

Your heart rushed with comments you had read. Maybe this wasn’t for you, maybe you should stay with doing small movies where you were a side character or something simple. Keep the small amount of followers you had compared to Toms 40 million.

As you go up to knock on the door wondering if he’s already beat you to the place, the door opens and reveals the sight of Tom.

Another Yelp escapes your lips as you jump at Tom opening the door so quickly.

“If we’re living together I think you should hold off on scaring me.” You take a deep breath. His hair was wet, he was fresh out of a shower.

“Sorry darling! They told me your flight landed at 2:00 and well...it’s 2:00 so you aren’t supposed to be here until like 3:00.” He claims and you take a deep breath. Three days, you remind yourself, don’t mess it up.

“Oh…” you swallow.

“Not that I didn’t want to see you! It’s nice to see you again, you look really nice!” He says as you wear the sweats and the sweatshirt from the airport. “Let me help you with those.” He grabs your bags for you and you smile letting him take it. He leans in just close enough for you to smell the aftershave he put on, his muscles flex as he grabs your bags making this all the harder for you.

The night was young, fans already knew, this was your shot at making it big, Tom's shot of winning an Oscar, you two needed to work together. Pushing aside the worried one sided emotion and be able to make a movie that blows people away

“Have you ever done anything like this before?” You asked as you walked into the kitchen. It was now late, you were starving, you and Tom already getting to know each other but it was strange.

“No, I mean the most I’ve done for a chemistry read is take the person out to dinner.” He laughs a little and then runs a hand through his hair. “Speaking of dinner...should we grab something or make something. Unless you had plans of your own then that’s totally fine—“ he starts to ramble and you laugh.

“I cannot cook, so unless you can I prefer to pick something up.” You cut him off to make sure he doesn’t go on and on.

“Have you ever pizza from Italy before?” He asks and you lean against the counter.

“I’ve never been in Italy before.” You shrugged and he grew a smirk. He turns on his heels as if he already has an idea.

“Then I know a place.” He walks out of the room to grab his phone.

You feel your heart pounding as you check your phone. You made a mistake by opening your Twitter, 10k new followers, 50k mentions and plenty more all regarding Tom. You only hoped he wasn’t the type to use Twitter as it was flooded with people wanting you guys to be together.

Your mind swarms with the thought of your character again. Soon you’d have to stand in front of your celebrity crush, half naked, trying to seduce him. It was going to be more awkward if you guys were friends.

“Are you coming?” He calls out and you quickly shove your phone in your back pocket before grabbing your purse to go.

Three days and you feel like you’re already going to snap.

-

It was a lovely little place he brought you to. You didn’t know If he’d come to Italy often but he clearly knew a decent way around the city. The two of you sat in the corner of a dimly lit Italian restaurant, sharing pizza and feeling more comfortable with each other as the night went on. He was just another person, you thought, nothing to worry about.

“We didn’t order any wine.” You stop the server as he pours both you and Tom a glass. Tom already drunk off of the beer he had and you only enjoying his presence.

“Ah it’s on the house, such a lovely couple in such a lovely city! You two should have fun!” The server winks. You almost protest to stop him telling him that you and Tom were nearly just coworkers stuck in a house for three days.

But rather Tom thanks the server and takes the glass. Your heart pounding as you pick up the glass as well, the boys eyes already red from how much he’s had already and you can tell you have to take him home.

“You know I was nervous to be working with you.” He took a sip before setting it down. “When I saw you I was like ‘shit this is happening’ and freaked out.” He admitted and you try to hold back the butterflies in your stomach.

“You freaked out for working with me?” You swallowed and he nodded.

“Well look at you, you’re gorgeous! Anyone would be lucky to work with you, as your lover as well.” He falls back into the booth and stares at the décor on the ceiling.

“So you read all the scenes?” You ask and he nodded.

“Of course i did! I only improve when I feel like it.” He shrugs, taking another sip.

“You said you’re method too.” You remember from one interview you watched years ago. Your voice was more of a whisper, more to yourself but he grows a soft smirk as he turns his head to face you.

“So you watched my interviews.” He says feeling cocky. You roll your eyes taking another sip of wine yourself to hopefully drown out the embarrassment you just gave yourself.

“As if I don’t see you being the first to like my posts, Holland.” You avoid eye contact and rather look around the room but Tom only focuses on you.

When you catch his eyes they’re sober, this whole time he was telling stories in a drunken state and now he looks at you with glossy soft eyes as if he wants to hear more.

“So you see me liking your posts?” He teases and you finally look at him.

“I see everyone liking my posts. Why do you follow me?” You challenge and he holds back a smirk.

“You’re friends with Z, why do you follow me?” He asks back and you feel yourself straighten.

“Z is friends with a lot of people, I don’t see you following all of them?” You argue and he falls back into the booth again with a soft chuckle.

“So not only do you follow me but you stalk me?” He teases and you groan.

“Not what I meant.” You see how much wine you have left, not a lot as your nerves filled you and the wine didn’t calm you. “You liked a fan edit of us a year ago. We’ve never met until a few days ago.” You rest your head on your hand that props itself up against the table. That’s what makes him lose his game, he turns a light shade of red before quickly straightening himself up.

“You’re talented, why don’t we see more of you?” He asks about your roles.

“You’re about to see everything in a few days.” You mumble and he chokes on his wine.

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*Beth removes her robe in front of Jack, slowly stalking towards him wearing the tight black lingerie* *she crawls on top of his sleepy figure and points a gun*

It was embarrassing that such a scene turned him on after finding out who it was with. After finding out it was you, he read over every single sex scene, strip scene, makeout scene to make sure everything was real.

“Oh relax.” You hold back a smile. “You’re the Method actor, remember?” You tease. He leans forward, he’s not sure how he’s gotten so confident but he takes your glass and drinks from it before setting it down.

“Yeah, I am. We should rehearse some things, get more comfortable.” He suggests and you look at him up and down. His lips slightly stained reddish pink from the wine, his skin damp from how hot the room was, and he looked at you as if no one else was in the room.

“And where should we start?” You swallow, you can’t get shy now. You’ve dreamt about this moment and now it’s happening.

“Well, if we’re starting with their meeting, I think it would go something like this.” He leans in and places a soft kiss on your neck. You’re frozen as his lips are soft and warm, he pulls back and realizes what he’s done. His thoughts of you, his crush on you, the warm alcohol that ran through his blood all while being in Italy got the best of him.

“I-I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done—“ he started and you leaned in and pressed a quick kiss to kiss lips. His eyes go wide softly as if he was a school boy getting his first kiss.

“More wine?” The waiter comes back and Tom snaps out of it for a split second.

“We’ll take the check.”

-

Your hands tangled in with his messy hair, his shirt already off as he was warm from the summer heat Italy provided. His lips trail down from your lips to your neck as he plays with the strings of the summer dress you wore.

“I can’t believe this is happening.” His words mumbled into your chest as he lets the shoulders of your dress fall.

“Why? You want to admit you have a crush on me now?” you teased and when he looks up his eyes are darker. The sweet chocolate puppy dog eyes before now darkened as his lips were swollen and his face was hot. His hands rest at your hips with a tight grip as he wants more.

“You admitted to stalking my interviews and who i follow so i should be asking you that question.” he teased and you rolled your eyes. Your Only respond by pushing his head back into your chest where he planted soft kisses trailing down.

“So soft,” he takes off the bra you wore. Hes thought about this moment but would never admit it. Hes thought about how soft your skin is and how you looked under his touch with his head in between your legs—

“Do something tom.” you groan as he is on his knees for you. Your dress bunched at your waist, all exposed for him as he takes off the black lace underwear you wore under the dress.

“All for me?” he asks and your head hits the back of the wall, your hands go to his hair and he kisses gently at your thigh. “Say something, darling.” darling, you think about the way he says that word. The simple nickname that made you melt. Darling, that was going to be the death of you.

“Y-yes!” you find the words. “I-I don’t think this is apart of the script though.” You still try and be playful and just below your eyes you can see he has a playful and cocky smirk.

“This,” his thumb rubs at your clit as he looks up. His lips cherry red and his smirk is full view to you as he sees your eyes flutter shut as your head was thrown back. “This is where I improve.” he replaces his thumb with his tongue as he pumps his middle finger in and out of you. Your hands grip his hair as you moan his name, his name that you thought of so many times before this in your dreams.

Your knees go weak as his one hand pins your hips against the wall and his other fingers thrusted in and out of you while his tongue works at your clit.

“Tommy!” The nickname slipped, you didn’t mean it but you imagined it sometimes long before you met him and just had a crush.

“Huh darling? Like that? Want to cum?” His words horse and his accent thicker. “That’s right...” he almost laughs as he can see how much you’re whimpering. “Cum for me.”

You fall under his touch with soft moans leaving your lips. The wave of euphoria washes over you and you struggle to open back up your eyes and come back to reality.

He comes back up to face you, this time you have a thin layer of sweat over your forehead and your chest rises as you catch your breath. You take Tom's fingers and take them into your mouth. Acting as if it were him in your mouth you work your tongue around his finger before taking them out with a pop.

His eyes stare and he almost winces at how hard he is. How hard you've made him.

“This is going to be the best damn movie i've ever filmed.” he nearly whispers as you bite down on your lip before pulling him back into your lips.

This was going to be the best six months of your life.

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