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cheese-water · 10 months
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Generation Loss is a comedic tragedy in every sense of the word. Every character we see exemplifies this fact, but no one other than The Austin Show proves its truth.
We begin at the carousel. Austin, Gay, takes his turn by pleading for himself to live because he has a wife and children back home. The rest of the cast interrogates him about his “wife and kids,” clearly suspicious of his truthfulness without even knowing his dubbed “title.” Everyone in the room treats Austin like a joke.
In turn, so do we.
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Next, we reach the closet and shortly after the failed drag show, Austin remarks, “Look, I uh… I didn’t expect to die here.” It’s a moment of pure honesty, whether we like it or not. It happens again when the Puzzler tries to party with them, and Austin has to angrily remind him that they are his captives and are actively trying to kill them.
Austin: “What are you doing? What are you doing? What are you doing? We're trying to get out of here. I have children and wives— wife. One wife! What is this some sort of game? I’ve been stuck in hear for hours it seems. We’re trying to get out. Why is nobody else freaking out? We’ve got C4 strapped to our neck…”
It isn’t until Ethan’s death, his blood pooling out from underneath the door, Austin screaming at the others, begging them to have a reaction, to care about their circumstances, to care about death, that we finally understand Austin’s role in Generation Loss.
After all, in every great comedy, someone always has to play the straight man.
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cocoacake · 1 year
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go haruka, go go !!
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sen-ya · 11 days
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(I would link back to the post w luffy holdin law post immortality surgery but this app hates me and won’t let me I’m sorry)
THIS ISN’T MY FAULT I WAS EGGED ON IN THE COMMENTS
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ghostlyarchaeologist · 8 months
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"But until you have a family, I would never expect you to understand."
Leverage S05E02 The Blue Line Job.
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setaflow · 2 years
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Me reading every piece of info I can get my grubby little hands on about the Try Guys cheating scandal
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royalarchivist · 8 months
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How am I supposed to live knowing Mariana just sang "Amor Eterno" for JuanaFlippa????
Bro just put me in the frickin ground
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astro-nautics · 1 year
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reading Sword of Destiny & i have feelings about that one confrontation between istredd and geralt. so i ended up doodling a little gerlion comic to give the witcher some comfort after that whole ordeal
bonus doodle under the cut!
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rinniessance · 4 months
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imagine psychiatrist suguru geto who you started seeing after a particular rough break-up. he seems so professional, so easy to open up to, so eager to help, you can’t help but feel like he’s a cure for all your sickness. little do you know is that he’s learning everything there is to know about you, waiting for a perfect moment to propose a different kind of therapy - the one where he bends you over his mahogany table, fucking you into his desk until you’re dumb and melting on his cock. you’ve never looked happier than when he’s buried in you to the hilt, so he’s convinced his dick might just be his new prescription
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augustine-austringer · 6 months
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EPISODE 109 SPOILERS//
19 years old, staying that way.
(text from donald revell's poem "death". the entire poem is LITERALLY HIM SO PLEASE GO CHECK IT OUT)
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0ellestrid0 · 8 months
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Didn't really finish it, but thought maybe I should post. Just an expanded idea for the outfit i came up with;
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i will NEVER get over this screenshot from the c word. he is holding wilson so gently. he's never a touchy person but wilson is there crying and dying on his couch. and he's cradling him in his arms. GOD he's so in love i'm gonna throw up. he'd rather have his best friend, his soulmate die in his apartment than betray him, than break his promise. i can't i can't
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mypoisonedvine · 7 months
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Kitten with a reader who loves body worshiping her but genuinley feels wierd being Touched intimately (but is severely touch starved), so kitten restraines reader to finally be able to touch and kiss them
OH LORD THIS IS VERY REAL FOR ME WOW
warnings: kinda dubious consent?, oral f receiving, bondage, established relationship, extreme fluff
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"I'm almost scared to ask what you're up to," you mumbled as Kitten showed you the silky ropes, her grin growing even wider.
"Haven't you ever tried it?" she asked.
"E-erm, no, not really," you shrugged. "But we can, if you want."
"I do," she assured. "Right now."
"Oh," you laughed, "eager, hm? Alright-- I can't deny, I think you'll look pretty all tied up in these."
"Oh, I would, sweetie-- but these are for you," she giggled, making your eyes go wide.
"Me?!" you choked. "What am I supposed to do, all tied up?!"
"You're supposed to lay back and let me use you," she winked, pushing you back onto the bed as you blinked up at her in shock.
Even though you still hadn't quite wrapped your head around the whole idea, you ended up with your wrists tied to the bed, Kitten hovering over you with a wide smile-- because she was just persuasive like that. Still, you felt oddly exposed, as if she hadn't seen you naked hundreds of times... but she didn't usually see you like this, basically spread eagle and trapped here for her to do whatever she pleased.
Too curious not to ask, you swallowed the lump in your throat and spit it out: "What is it you plan on doing to me, exactly?" you asked.
"Something you wouldn't let me do if you weren't tied up," she laughed, leaning down to kiss you-- and then the kiss started to move, lower and lower, as she slowly and gently spoiled you with sweet kisses down your stomach.
"Fuck," you breathed softly, trying to fight off the discomfort and insecurity that clawed at the back of your mind as she gave you all this attention. "Don't feel like being more specific?" you pressed.
"I just wanna... worship you," she whispered, making your heart skip.
"You know I'm always down for a little sacrilege," you sighed, "but me? Am I really worth--?"
"Shh," she stopped you with a finger over your lips. "Enough of that. You're worth the world. You're my world. And you won't even let me say it, let alone show it, without getting all snippy with me!"
She spread your legs open and hummed as she looked between them, making you shudder with nervousness.
"I mean, you shower me in affection every night-- at least-- and you won't even let me tell you how beautiful--" she kissed your thigh-- "and sexy--" she kissed a little higher-- "and lovely you are? It's just not fair, love."
"W-well, it isn't," you admitted, "but I just prefer--"
"Maybe tonight isn't about what you prefer," she pouted. "Maybe I'm in charge and you're tied up with no way to stop me. Now zip it and let me lick you all over, you little devil."
You couldn't fight the shudder that ran over you, nodding hazily. "O-okay, Kit-- if you say so..."
But still, you weren't quite expecting her to start where she did, running her tongue over your raised nipple slowly-- you couldn't help but whine through your teeth, shutting your eyes for a second.
"K-Kitten," you panted, whimpering when she suckled on the bud for a moment. "Oh, Christ--"
"Now now, it's only Saint Kitten," she corrected with a wink, "and it's you we're supposed to be worshipping."
She started to kiss you all over once again, humming praises along her way: so pretty or look how sweet you are or even sometimes I can't believe I get you all to myself, darling. It was more affection than you were ever prepared to handle, and you sometimes had to shut your eyes tight just to try to tolerate it.
"I love this part of you, right here," she cooed as she softly tickled the curve of your waist. "It's hard to pick a favourite, though... maybe your shoulders? So fun to hold onto while you're fucking me with that pretty strap of yours-- or maybe your lips, you know I could kiss you for hours, and that's not to even mention all those lovely, filthy things you say with those pretty lips..."
"Kitten," you pleaded nervously, your face so hot you worried she could feel it somehow, "I-I don't know what to do with all this attention."
"Say 'thank you'," she instructed simply. "That's the polite thing to do when you get a compliment. Let's practice: I'll say, 'I could taste your sweet little cunt all day,' and you'll say..."
"Th-thank you," you choked out, hearing her purr as she leaned down and licked a little stripe up the seam of your pussy for emphasis. "Fuck!"
"I can't believe you hardly ever let me eat you out," she groaned, "you're so delicious, darling. And look how wet you get! Oh, to think you let all that lovely juice go to waste-- mm. Shameful, s'what it is, just shameful."
"Kitten, please," you choked, moaning louder as she latched onto you again. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up at you in the sweetest way, almost a pleading look like she needed to know that she was doing well for you. "F-feels good," you admitted softly, and you could feel her smile as she slid her tongue inside you-- that was when your head fell back, you couldn't resist it anymore. "God, yes-- fuck!"
Her hands pet your thighs softly, pulling your hips a little closer so she could bury her face harder into you. Your whole body quivered, the sensations nearly overwhelming after all that teasing she'd done...
"I'm gonna come," you blurted out, and she moaned against you-- into you, really. "Fuck, Kitten... you'll make me come."
Maybe you'd expected, or even hoped, that saying that would make her stop for a moment to taunt you for your weak stamina, but instead she just doubled down on her efforts, holding your hips still with a tight grip when you tried to buck them away.
'Fuck, fuck!" you yelped, feeling it start to take over you-- tears were stinging your eyes, and not just from the way her nose bumped perfectly against your clit when her tongue was thrusting inside you; you'd been struggling to hold them back all this time, overwhelmed by her kindness.
It hit you rather suddenly, and Kitten only stopped what she was doing when you kicked your legs hard enough to nearly hit her-- though thank god you didn't, you wouldn't forgive yourself if you hurt her somehow. "Oh, beautiful," she praised the second she broke away, giving a little peck of a kiss to your aching clit before kissing all over your thighs, stomach, breasts-- and your face again, guiding you into a sloppy and needy open-mouthed kiss that tasted strongly of your own arousal. "So beautiful when you come," she went on in a whisper, her hands delicately holding your face.
She untied your wrists quickly, letting you wrap her up in your arms as you kissed her harder, pulling her into you. "I love you so much," you breathed against her lips. "God, Kitten, I'm nothing without you--"
"Oh, don't get on that again," she rolled her eyes, "we'll be here all night. Just let me tell you how much I love you and let's leave it at that, alright?"
"But--"
"Shh, darling, you've said enough," she insisted, "or should I get you a gag to match those ropes."
You swallowed thickly, and she laughed with sick delight.
"You're too fun to tease, darling," she explained with a wink.
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weezley · 1 year
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im convinced that Solomon Sallow was bitterly jealous of his brother his whole life. his brother, who had a beautiful family and a passion he loved. his brother, who he never quite saw eye to eye with, who went and got himself killed for nothing, so Solomon has no choice but to take in his twins.
And Sebastian? Sebastian is the spitting image of his father. Stubborn, yes, but insatiably curious and headstrong.
Solomon can't stand it. His resentment towards his brothers life - and death - all falls on Sebastian, scapegoated and alone, struggling to accept his parents death and the inevitable death of his twin.
Solomon Sallow is an abuser and he doesnt care who sees it.
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crazymecjc · 2 months
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child of misfortune.
hi @gemini-in-tauro!! I’m your belated secret santa!!! all of your prompts were so good, I almost couldn’t choose, but then oz possessed me lmao. hope you enjoy!!
thank you again to @i-prefer-the-term-antihero for hosting this event!
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gretsonaloto · 7 months
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I’m in love with her, your honor.
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chaoswarfare · 1 year
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dp x dc prompt #28
spirit of gotham takes a vacation
this doesn’t go well
gotham has been working her hardest for centuries in an attempt to keep her city clean. now that her knights are fighting against the monsters that try and hide in her shadows, she’s definitely feeling the years of struggle. maybe a short vacation is in order. the new king of the ghost zone is supposed to be coronated soon. perhaps she can spend some time in the infinite realms to replenish her energy. just a week, what could happen?
all of her knights are missing.
she has to figure out a way to fix this. king phantom is more than powerful enough to interact with humans, right?
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