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anizscheri · 7 months
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"shut up"
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searching4sarahtonin · 4 months
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Shit Actually
ok, so I know this might ruffle a few feathers, but the 2003 film Love Actually fascinates me. It's a terrible script, I mean god-aful, but all ten British actors of the early 2000s act the shit out of it. They're delivering these stellar performances with absolute garbage lines and barely 2-dimensional characters. It has at least ten different stories, none of which have any plot whatsoever, and somehow all the characters are connected in a bizarre Six-Degrees-of-Separation that makes absolutely no sense and stretches the non-plots to their breaking points just to depict. It has a completely pointless song feature, unrelated to the story about a musician trying to score a hit with an atrocious cover that he himself eviscerates. It has a child dodging post 9-11 airport security like Simone Biles. It has a porn shoot. It has a Hugh Grant dance sequence. Bill Nighy is naked. Just describing this clusterfuck of a film makes me sound psychotic. And somehow, somehow, UNRELATED to ALL OF THE ABOVE, it's a Christmas movie?! I think I'm having an aneurysm.
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switchbladedreamz · 2 years
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Silence
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Requested?: no, just a quick blurb that's been in my drafts for awhile
Summary: Sy catches reader watching them work out
Warnings!: dub!con, smut.
'Luke Syverson. Some in my unit called him rage incarnate, sex on legs, death in cut off cargo pants. Everyone was terrified of him. And they admired him. We've all heard the stories of how he once took out 3 enemies in one shot. Like something out of a movie. But if you ask him he'll tell you to shut the fuck up. He's gruff. He's big. He's hotter than hell, it's a fact.'
He's doing pull ups, the sweat making his shirt stick to his hot skin and ride up just a few inches. Tease. His shirt outlines his abs and his muscles look like they were gonna rip his shirt at the seams. If only. A fire awakens. It spread through my entire body and awakened lust deep inside me.
"You starin' at somethin Private (L/n)?" I was jolted out of my thoughts by the commanding voice of the Captain. I rise into attention quickly, "Sir! No, sir!". I replied, hoping I wasn't blushing. The others in the workout area snickered. "At ease." I sit back down and go back to doing curls. Embarrassed and sweating from the heat and the workout I decide to go back to the barracks for a "shower". Sergeant Harper stops me outside the door before I can go in. "We've been invited to the Admiral's tent to discuss the new supplies drop and our work on the water line. Shower now, wheels up in 20". I nod and give him a quick okay and enter the bathroom. I grab the baby wipes and start scrubbing myself down the best I could. A knock echoes off the wooden door and I jump. The door opens before I can my shirt down. Captain Syverson, his large frame swallowing the door as he steps in and closes it behind him. I pull my shirt down as quick as I can and try to leave. He blocks off my path each time and has stopped staring at me since he walked in. "U-uhm." I mumble, trying to start a conversation. The Captain leans down, his face inches from mine. "You were starin' more than usual today darlin'." Red washes over my face as I open my mouth to deny it he swoops lower and kisses me. Tongue and all. His strong arms wrap around me and set me on the sink. He pushes his way between my legs and his hands on my ass. I buck my hips into his lap, he grunts and squeezes to an almost painful extent. He breaks from my mouth, his hot tongue dragging up my neck and nipping at my jawline. I let out a soft whimper. His hands run up my hips and to my waist, unbuttoning and unzipping my pants. His hands soft dig against the warm flesh of my hips as his fingers grab onto my underwear and my pants and swiftly pulled them to my ankles. I followed the same ministrations with his pants and pulled them down mid thigh. His fingers met with my slick heat and slowly pushed in two fingers. I bit down on his shoulder at the stretch. I pumped his cock up down, twisting my wrist and squeezing harder as I got to his base. He grunted and pulled my hand away and pulled his fingers back to line himself up with me. I stops and looks in my eyes, I nod back and sheaths himself fully inside me. He covers my mouth as I cry out. He pauses and i can feel his twitching cock. Every ridge and vein push and pull against me as he starts to thrust. The room fills with the sounds of sin, a knock sounds on the door again. "Finish up quickly or I'll leave without you" Harper's voice sounds through from the other side of the door. Sy doesnt stop and starts fucking me harder. His cock fills me so full I feel like I'm about to burst. Then I due burst. My eyes screw shut tight as the fire in me bursts and my legs tighten around my Captain. He grunts and I can feel his seed pour into me. He pulls out and pulls my pants mostly back up. I pant and stare at him wide eyed. He hushes me with an index finger over his lips then tucks himself back into his pants. He chuckles at the "what the fuck just happened" look on my face and walks out the door.
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amaureas-blog · 4 months
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Jedediah Shine x female reader smut
Summary: You’ve just given in the inspector's invitation to accompany him home to.. do things.. 
Genre: (Reader) Smut, PWP
Warnings: Oral Sex, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, non-negotiated choking, dirty talk
Word Count: 2,899
A/N: Just Porn. No introduction or anything we dive right into the smut. No beta. Plus, I wrote this one my phone because my notebook broke.
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I shouldn't have given in so quickly to the inspector's invitation to accompany him home. But here I was now, sitting on his lap, his large hands rubbing warmth back into me, after walking here through the cold rainy breeze that was London's weather.
He had already peeled me off one layer of my clothing. Now only dressed in my under skirts and corset, I ran my hands over his chest, unbuttoning his waistcoat, while his hungry mouth was on mine, kissing me greedy.
I peeled him out of his waistcoat, before pushing off his suspenders. My fingers nervously started to fiddle with his trousers, feeling him hard as a brick underneath the fabric.
He broke the kiss, a snorted chuckle escaped his lips. “Someone's being a little impatient.”, he said, but I could tell by his smirk that he actually liked it. His large, calloused hands went under my skirt, grabbing my thighs and working their way up, before I felt two of his fingers rubbing over my cunt. “Is that little cunny so desperate for my cock?” I answer him with a moan and a quick nod.
He stroked over my hot and wet core a few times, before impaling me on two of his long fingers. I arched my back, throwing my head back, moaning again. “C’mon, girlie. Say it.”, he demanded, but I felt myself unable to form any words.
I tried to push myself more onto his fingers, to make him understand how much I needed him, but the inspector withdrew himself from me, leaving me whimpering and mourning the loss of his fingers inside me.
His hand came up to grab my chin, forcefully, to make me look at him. “I don't like repeating myself.”, he said impatiently.
I moved on his lap, desperate for some friction to ease the itching between my legs. “Please..” I feel him between my legs, hard and huge. “Please, fuck me, inspector Shine.” A hungrily glint sparkled in his eyes and his jaw worked with pleasure.
He pushed me off of him and got up with me, his hands caressing my arms, before pulling me against him, his lips kissing me roughly. My hands slid through his hair, before they rested in his neck.
The kiss didn't last long before his hands ripped open my corset, ruining it to my horror. “Who’s being impatient now, inspector?”, I teased, grinning up at him. “I hope you consider replacing it.”
“Depends on whether you will be a good girl, or not.”, he cooed, cupping my left breast and pinched my nipple between his index finger and thumb.
I hissed slightly and bit my bottom lip. “What will you have me do to prove to you I'm a good girl?”, I breathed seductively to him. His lips curled into a smirk.
“You can start by getting down on your knees, girl.” He really didn't have to tell me twice. Submissively I sank to my knees in front of him and heard him drawing a sharp breath.
I caught his gaze briefly before my eyes focused on his breeches. I could tell it was time to rid the inspector of them. I could see his incredible length apparent under the fabric. Excitedly I gasped for air before my fingers opened his fly and I found myself licking my lips.
As his cock sprung free into my hand, I was actually whimpering with excitement and felt my cunt clenching around nothing at the mere sight of it. Hell, yes. I was desperate for this cock.
“You just gonna stare at it, or are you actually going to suck me off?”, I heard him say with a dark chuckle. I was sure he took enormous pride in his remarkable manhood.
I looked up at him as I closed my hand around his shaft to gave him a few gentle strokes, before I leaned forward and closed my lips around his tip. I work my head and hand together for a while, as I work my way to fit his entire length into my mouth. His musky smell filled my nose, as I inpale my throat on his cock, my nose brushing his pubic hair and I get a low groan from him.
“That's it, girlie.”, his voice reached me, low and praising, sending a shiver down my spine. Both his hands grabbed my head now, keeping me right where he wanted me, before he started to thrust into my mouth until I gagged on him.
I felt tears welling up in my eyes and tried to breathe through my nose as best I could, while he was bruising my throat with a brutal pace. After a short time my hands came up to his waist to push him away from me so that I could gasp for air.
He growled, somewhat in disapproval, but let me catch my breath. He then grabbed my hair and pulled my head back so I was looking up to him. I gasped a little in pain. “You better learn to hold your breath while I fuck your throat.” I felt like I disappointed him, so I nodded quickly. The look he gave me told me he wanted my word on that.
“I’ll be better next time.”, my voice sounded quieter than intended, but the inspector nodded satisfied.
“Good. Now get up.” I felt like a puppet, he said something and I hopped to it. For a moment I was afraid that this might bore him in the long run.
Even though Jedediah Shine seemed like a man who didn't tolerate getting denied anything, I still believed that a little challenge here and there, a little back talk even, would certainly arouse him. Perhaps I’d try to challenge him in the future. For now I got up and rid myself of the underskirt I was still wearing.
Now totally naked and exposed for Shine’s hungry eyes, I felt my heart beating in my throat as his eyes roamed greedily over my curves. Then he peeled himself off his own shirt and trousers. I watched him impatiently and surreptitiously bit my lower lip as more and more of his body was revealed. He was so well built and my fingertips itched to explore every inch of his body.
“You look like you’re hungry for dinner.”, he said, stepping closer, before he wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me flat against him.
A whimpering moan escaped my lips, feeling his muscles against my curves and his hard cock against my belly. “Sure am hungry.”, I admitted whispering. My gaze darted back and forth between his eyes and his lips.
“Then, scoot, to bed.”, he said, placing a slight slap on my behind, before we headed to his bed, where he lay flat on his back and pulled onto his lap.
I was a bit surprised to find myself seated on top of him, since I had the feeling that Jedediah Shine was a man who loved to be in control of things. Not that I thought I had any control as he roughly grabbed me by the hips and pulled me deeper into his lap, pressing his hips against me so that I could feel him hard and throbbing against my cunt.
I bit my lip at the attempt not to moan, even if I was extremely aroused. “No need to hold back, luv.”, his deep voice whispered to me. “It's not like anyone would hear you here anyway.” To me it almost sounded like a threat and perhaps it was meant to frighten me, but honestly it just made me feel more aroused.
I rolled my hips against his and let out a lovely moan for him, my hands resting on his chest, his hands tugging on my hips.
“Come here, girlie. Sit on my face.”
I do as he commented, my cunt weeping with excitement of what was about to come. His deep voice once again sent a shiver down my spine. I move on top of him, my knees left and right of his head.
“Yes, get your pretty ass up here.”, he growled almost impatiently, bringing his large hands up to cup both my buttocks. His fingers grabbed my flesh rough, almost brutally.
Pulling me closer to his hungry mouth like that, I gasped when I first felt his hot breath caressing my inner thigh, followed by his lips on my hot and aching core.
I felt how I immediately melted against him. My head went dizzy and my legs started shaking. Closing my eyes, head leaning back, my hands rested on his forearms for support. His tongue licked down to my entrance, warm and wet and wonderful. His beard scratched tenderly between my legs.
My breathing got heavier. My breasts rose and fell and a moan escaped my lips at the wonderful work the inspector did between my legs. I started moving my hips, but Shine responded with a disapproving growl and a smack to my ass, that had me jumping slightly.
I understood that I wasn't allowed the pleasure of riding his face, not yet. So I tried to keep my hips still even as he thrusted that devilish tongue inside me. I moaned with a shiver. He hummed darkly, his hand kneading my ass as if he wanted to tear me apart. The pain along with the pleasure was indescribable.
Then another smack to my ass made me cry out, leaving my skin sore and bruised by his rough hands. “Please..”, I begged him and his lips moved to suck on my clit, his tongue circling the small bead. “Oh, yes..”
He started eating out my cunt with vigor, sending shiver after shiver through my body. Shivering hard under the bulding pleasure that spread from my arousal through my whole body I started to move my hips, having his tongue and lips right there where I needed them the most. And this time he allowed it with an approving low growl which vibrated against my clit.
I feel another gush of arousal dripping down my cunt. His pacing was perfect. I felt my chest tighten almost painfully as the pleasure was building up inside me.
It came too soon; a bodyshaking orgasm, that have me moaning, screaming even. I press my cunt firmly onto his face, his tongue overstimulating me to the point that my brain went blank for a few seconds. It was pure bliss.
I was panting heavy when my climax wore off slowly. If my ears weren't ringing so much, I might have heard the inspector gasping for air himself. When his hands released me, I slipped off him and sank onto the bed next to him.
While I was still catching my breath I felt him moving next to me. Exhausted, I blinked slightly and saw him wiping away my wetness out of his beard. And just like that he was on top of me. My body almost limp from the heavy orgasm I just had.
With expert hands he spread my legs, positioned himself between them, taking hold of the base of his cock, before he forced himself all the way inside me.
Whimpering I took him, still too exhausted from what he just did to me. I wished he had given me a bit more time to recover from the first climax. My cunt was still too sensitive and tightened around him, when he started thrusting.
My hands came up against his firm chest, and as if he needed to prove his strength, I felt him flex his muscles in a boastful manner. There was not a single soft spot about this man.
His manicing eyes were fixed on my face and my breast, that bounced with each of his mighty thrust. My hands moved into his neck for an attempt to pull him down for a kiss, which was denied. For a moment I thought I saw a small, teasing smirk on his face. A pleading whimper escaped my lips, which only seemed to amuse him even more.
“What do you want?”, he teased me like it wasn't obvious and started thrusting harder and faster inside me, which made it difficult for me to form any words, since I was moaning under pleasure.
With my eyes closed and my head leaned back into the pillow I couldn't quite tell if it was pain or pleasure that drove me insane. He pounded inside me so heavy that my inner walls were clenching around him.
Suddenly I felt his large hand around my neck. His long fingers began to choke me, bruising my skin. An almost animalistic groan escaped his throat as he increased his pace again and I thought he was going to tear me apart like a hungry animal.
At first I was aroused by his hand that was wrapped around my neck. But the arousal soon gave way to fear when I couldn't breathe anymore.
Both my hands came up to his lower arm to try to take the pressure off my throat. When I realized that this didn't help, panic spread through me. He squeezed the breath right out of me. My eyes widened and I felt tears welling up in my eyes, running down the sides of my temples.
Then I hit his chest and upper arm with the palm of my hand to make him understand that I couldn't breathe anymore. When he finally loosened his iron fist around my neck, I gasped for air that was burning in my lungs. He stopped completely and watched me catch my breath.
I blinked up at him. His predatory eyes were trained on me. His hair was slightly disheveled and a few drops of sweat beaded from his forehead.
“You fucking..”, I reached out to give him a hard slap across the face, but he caught my wrist with almost perfected ease.
He pushed both of my wrists over my head, which I acknowledged with a whimper. His whole body pressing down on mine now, his face a few inches away from mine. I braced myself to get punished for attempting to slap him, but instead his lips were brushing against mine. I wanted to deny him the kiss, I wanted to be mad at him, but instead my lips were opening to him like a flower to the sun.
His tongue slipped inside my mouth, kissing me deeply, almost as if he wished to devour me. I could still taste myself upon his lips. Suddenly all the pain was worth the outcome of this perfect kiss.
His hips rolled against mine and I shivered, whimpering inside the kiss. By now my cunt felt so sensitive and sore that I didn't know how much more I could take. The kiss lasted another moment, before he broke it.
He started moving again, thrusting slowly.
“No.. I can't..”, I wasn’t sure if I could take any more.
“Oh, yes, you can.”, he said imperiously with a long and hard thrust. “I’m not finished with you yet, girlie. And you don't want to disappoint me, do you?” His words were like a dark promise that this was only a mere foretaste and that he could get much crueler when he was to be denied what he longed for.
I wondered if this man's hunger could ever be satisfied.
“You ain't gonna tell me that this little cunny already had enough of my thick dirty cock.” His vulgar mouth made me shiver once again. I wanted to give him all of me. I wanted to completely commit myself to this devilish man.
I loved the slow rhythm with which he now moved inside me. I pressed my hip against him, moved with him. “Good girl.”, he groaned next to my ear and thrusted hard into me again. I scream in pleasure.
Wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders, my nails digging into his skin for support. It drew a hiss from him and I’m almost a bit proud since he had bruised my throat so brutally before. But in exchange his pace became faster and more relentless.
“Fuck..”, I moaned. My lips formed his name as he pushed me over the edge again, moans turned into screams, as he continued to fuck me in a brutal pace, chasing his own release.
He was grunting, his hands bruising my wrists, as he still held them above my head. Then an animalistic groan rose in his throat, as he finally reached his climax and spouted his load into me.
After a few more lazy thrusts he collapsed on me. As I felt his weight on me and his hot breath on my neck, I ran my hand through his sweat-drenched hair, breathing heavily under him. His hands let go of my wrists and I felt his fingers gently tagging up in my hair, before he looked me in the face.
As he placed a soft kiss on my lips, I was a bit surprised, even shocked, how gentle his treatments now were unlike just a few moments before, when he was fucking me like a goddamn force of nature.
I was just about to melt into the kiss, when he withdrew. “I’m still not finished with you, girlie. So don't even think about walking away from me.”
Did he not know that I'm already completely devoted to him?
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I need more writer friends 🙈. Trying to write some smut and couldn’t for the life of me think of another word for cock. (I hate using the same words over and over again!)
Called my friend to ask her for an alternative.
SOMEHOW she made it worse
Now I can’t get “meat stick” out of my head 😂
“Urahara pulled out his meat stick”
“His meat stick was leaking profusely”
“”Open up” Kyoraku said, rubbing his meat stick across your bottom lip”
😭
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foullegacyslut · 2 years
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kazuhas desire
no plot i am very sorry also i wrote this in a tiktok comment section lmao
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kazuha gently placed his hand on your waist. “you’re so beautiful.” He gently smiled and brushed hair away from your face. “All mine..” He let out a gentle sigh and kissed you quickly. “Oh.. my muse,,, you’re so amazing.” he pressed his lips back to yours, gently smiling into the heated kiss.
you were taken aback, yet this was a welcomed advance as your hands wandered across his hard chest, gently tracing his battle scars and breathing heavily, his kisses making their way down to your neck and collarbone making you sigh in pleasure. “Oh kazuha..” you felt him smile and bite making you moan in pleasure.
“Kazuha!” He left a mark as he clawed at your shirt, urging you to slip out of it. You complied, letting him see what he wanted to see. his blush and half lidded eyes filled with lust for you made you shudder. “you’re so gorgeous. i could just… eat you up..” he smiled.
“And i will.” His swift hands quickly had you on his floor, pants off, legs spread.
“May i?” He asked, licking his lips as if you were a meal.
“Ye-Yes.” You stuttered, nervously waiting.
His tongue met your hole making you squirm and whine as you clenched against him.
He groaned, gently kissing and licking at it, making sure you could feel his teeth gently graze against you.
You felt a knot form in your tummy as he skillfully slipped his tongue inside of you.
“Kazuha.. M’ gna cum..”
He smiled and simply went faster as your back arched like a cat.
“You did so well my muse.. come cuddle with kazuha..” He smiled and laid his head on your tummy.
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gay-arsonists-lullaby · 6 months
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Character introduction: Vincencia
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• Vincencia -- meaning prevailing and triumphant,
• she/her, (very) aroace coded {and, well, she might be having a minor little gender crisis}
• a girl who, despite being on the brink of grief and rage induced madness, finds reason to live in a group of mythical deities she was always thought to fear after her village drowns her for “witchcraft” {but don't worry, I do find the concept of the ‘if I seek revenge against them I am no better than them’ trope quite infuriating, so yes, she will get a sickle and she will get to kill a dude, maybe even set something on fire. who am I kidding, of course she is going to set something on fire.}
• “ the river has remembered you ever since the day they drowned you in it.”
• all of this is going on in a folk-based fantasy realm (with slight horror elements), but fair warning, most of it is just vibes for now, sorry.
• once I post more of my OCs, you might notice that “dealing with horrific trauma through unconventional means” is a very common theme. does that say something about me as a person? no, of course not, what would even make you think that.
• “ here, we are all victims of the rules we were forced to live by.”
• DREAM GIRL EVIL - Florence and the Machine { “I am not your dream girl. I am the sudden shouting of crows when you enter a part of the forest you shouldn't have.” }
• “ ‘I could fix him’ this, ‘I could make him worse’ that... good for you, I guess? I could make myself worse and by doing so become the only think he'll ever truly be afraid of. ”
• “if he puts his hands on you, cut them off.” {Kiki Rockwell vibes at their finest}
• SAME OLD ENERGY - Kiki Rockwell / BURN YOUR VILLAGE - Kiki Rockwell {you do not dance everyday with the fear of living in headlights, the hunted, the deer}
• oh to be a deer in the headlights
• “ a lone boy on the highway / you think "that could be me." / but you were born a woman and you'll never be that free.” - MILES TO GO
• LABOUR - Paris Paloma / AS GOOD A RESON - Paris Paloma
• “for if I'm going down / I guess I'll take you with me / screaming birds sound an awful lot like singing” - THE FRUITS
• “ your man-made Gods mean nothing in these woods.”
• “a woman's first blood doesn't come from between her legs but from biting her tongue. ” - The No You Never Listened To | Meggie Royer
• “herr God, herr Lucifer, beware beware / out of the ash I rise with my red hair / and I eat men like air. ” - Lady Lazarus | Sylvia Plath
• “ it seems you are going to have to kill me twice after all.”
• I am not trapped in my own body, I am trapped in the way people perceive it. I think I wish to not be perceived at all. {just a raging and formless cloud, really. honestly, same, Vince, same}
• “dear mother, dear father; this is just survival. ”
• “-the real monsters do not have fangs and serpents upon their head; they are your friends, the men you defend, the hunters of the women you've condemned.” - I'd Rather Be Turned Into Stone Than Ever Be Like You | T.M.
• “it goes / all my troubles on a burning pile / all lit up and I start to smile. ” - BURNING PILE
• BOTTOM OF THE RIVER - Delta Rey
• “I am someone who did not die when I should have died.” - Grief Lessons: Four Plays by Euripides | Anne Carson
• WHICH WITCH - Florence and the Machine
• “isn't it strange, how we were taught to fear the witches, and not those who drowned them alive?”
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thefirsthogokage · 10 months
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I did it
I finished my first ever first draft of a script
I can't believe I finished something
I think I might cry if I think about it so much
Thank you @connie-rubirosa @thatsjustdandy @harleiquina @barefootsockmonkeys @bowserbabe all your encouragement and help!
I think I'm still in shock
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keeperoftinyarmy · 7 months
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JK did his thing but….
I kept waiting for the FaceTime from the bed scene to happen…at the very least a cam girl…given the lyrics?
Was dude with the steam punk/space age glasses an alien? Did those stairs lead to his ship?
Questions…
….but loved the song and the choreo. JK’s voice was “I wish we could loop” good.
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Anyone else get a little JT vibes? Definitely early 2000s for me…
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myscprin · 7 months
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Jalim Smut
From me to you personally...To get you through Tuesday.
Summary: Jason, a caring lover, pushes the ever gentle Salim past breaking points. So, Salim's only option is to return the favor.
Okay. That's all.
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hellcheerficdatabase · 6 months
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Angel
Author: PenPushers
Rating/Warning: Mature
Chapter Count: 1/1
Description: Eddie and Chrissy are in a secret relationship. That's all.
Tags: Alternate universe- no vecna, fluff, secret relationship, smut, shameless smut, plot? what plot?, idiots in love, implied cheating, Chrissy deserves better, Eddie POV, one-shot, status: completed
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remusjohnslupin · 8 months
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I am working on a GIANT Silmarillion gifset right now (*nudges @anotherbluesunday) and I feel so dirty for having to use scenes from that-abomation-of-a-tv-show-which-must-not-be-named.
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heynikkiyousofine · 1 year
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Part One
Inuyasha refused to look at the email, the one with big, bold capital letters with the title of “Merry Christmas Friend!” from his pervy, lecherous and somehow married closest friend. Oh, hell no. It came through just this morning, before he even had time to finish his first cup of coffee and he promptly shut his browser, deciding he could go without checking his email all day. However, luck was not on his side and by lunch time, he was forced to look.
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tessaliagrey · 1 year
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So, I finally managed to catch up watching The Mandalorian. 😊
A lot of things I read over the last weeks is that people used to love the first two seasons and now hate the third.
Anybody who’s ever been on my blog or read my fics over on AO3 knows I love Bo-Katan to bits - but still, I do have my issues with this season, too. And while some people on here are sitting in the proverbial desert yelling “Feloniiiii” in a Maul-esque way, I don’t think it’s Dave’s fault (alone).
First, we have the cameos (I’m not talking famous people in little roles). We had Ahsoka, Boba, Fennec, Luke, Cad Bane,... The comment I’ve often read, that Din is like a guy who is in Star Wars but doesn’t know anything about Star Wars and just happends to stumble into all of the bigger plot lines of the franchise is kind of true, really. And in a way, it’s also fun. But it’s not really a plot.
Second, there is this feeling that Din sidelined Boba in BOBF (true), and that in turn, he now gets sidelind by Bo-Katan in his own show (also, kind of true). But honestly, I’m not that surprised, and I don’t think this tracks back to Feloni. This tracks back to Favreau. It’s something we have seen in the MCU since it entered its phase 2. The Mandalorian has always been more of Favreau’s than Feloni’s baby, and I’m afraid it shows. Though I guess Bo-Katan’s general involvement is on Feloni; she is his OC after all. (If not even his favorite OC.) And we know that he would like to tell her story.
“All I want is to watch Din travel the galaxy with Grogu, going from place to place.” - I bet you do, honey, but that, too, isn’t a plot, that’s a travel guide to the gffa.
So, we arrived at yet another problem. The plot. To be fair, I don’t think we are seeing the original plot for season three. At least not in its entirety. They plotted the season while Gina Carano was still a cast memeber, and Cara Dune still part of the overall narrative. For a production of that size, Carano was ousted comparatively late; her character most likely already written in at least half the episodes. Since it obviously was decided to not simply fill the gap with another actress, a lot of what was planned now had to be re-written rather quickly in comparison. I think that’s why some things feel so rushed (like Bo-Katan’s arc), while the rest of the story doesn’t really seem to go anywhere.
But, honestly, my biggest “problem” with this season is the absence of a good villain. “It’s time to take back Mandalore.” Yes, my dearest Armorer, but from whom, might I ask? Bo and Din were just there. Nobody stopped them. Who’s going to stop you? Sure, we know that Gideon never made it to his trial and was probably extracted by someone loyal to him - and I guess we can be sure that Elia Kane is involved - but the Covert doesn’t know that. I mean, yeah, we all know that a Mandalore’s greatest problem is Mandalorians, but ... You guys know what I’m getting at. WHO AND WHERE IS OUR VILLAIN???
So, anyway, that was my two cents to the hole debate 😁
Guess one thing still remains true: animated Star Wars is the best Star Wars.
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miss-crazy-rose · 2 years
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Hold on hold on hold on
I finally got it
The Umbrella Academy season 3 feels like a fanfiction
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gay-arsonists-lullaby · 6 months
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Character introduction: Eva
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• Eva -- meaning "life" or "animal"
• she/her, asexual and demiromantic {but she is a bit of a evil hopeless romantic at heart}
• a girl suffering from the gift of prophecy {all the random mirror aesthetics? just you wait, they are relevant} is forced to marry a boy that she used to know as a child but who has now become notorious for his reputation of being cold-hearted and dead-eyed.{such a babygirl, honestly.} together, they must work together to defeat a higher evil and to try and heal the scars of their pasts {and, you know, maybe be a little evil? together? as a treat?}
• princess Formína coded, at least for the aesthetics. if you know, you know. Empress Elisabeth who?
• GASLIGHT, GATEKEEP, GIRLBOSS
• CASSANDRA - Florence and the Machine
• (written with pink glitter gel pen) I am officially losing my faith in humanity.
• “the morning after I killed my first husband, I woke up in bed with the sheets stained by my own blood.”
• môžme si už odpustiť? / can we forgive each other, finally?
• *giggles cutely* I am going to fucking snap.
• KING - Florence and the Machine / I AM NOT A WOMAN, I'M A GOD - Halsey (God help anyone who dares to disrespect her)
• “if you hurt him, I will end you.”
• “'cause you and I / we were born to die. ” - BORN TO DIE
• “judge if you want, we are all going to die. I intend to deserve it.”
• Florence and the Machine vibes (and in the gloaming, I start to cry)
• “women divine, tell me; what was, what is, what has yet to come?”
• WE'LL NEVER HAVE SEX - Leith Ross {you kissed me just to kiss me}
• “If I can't have peace, give me a bitter glory.”
• “sing for the damage we've done, and the worse things that we'll do.” -ALPHA RATS NEST
• “the feminine urge to buy a boy pretty flowers and tuck the prettiest one into his hair.”
• my foolish romantic side says yes but my independent woman side says no maybe
• “ ‘are you the devil?’ I ask the crooked shadow. they, in turn, grin at me. ‘I am you. and you are me, too.’ ”
• DAFFODIL - Florence and the Machine
• “the feminine burden of never learning the language of hatred even towards the people who have deeply hurt you.”
• “there´s something soft in me- / we killed it and it´s rotting.” -Cassandra de Alba
• “ my love, you're something special / I've never met someone like you.” - THE FRUITS
• “for you, I would.” / (oh, dear heart, why him?)
• “ I´ve polished this anger and now it´s a knife. ” - Go Forget Your Father | Cathy Linh Che
• “(on trail for murder) wow. really? God forbid women do anything. your honor, they simply hate to see a girlboss winning! ”
• “we sometimes do terrible things for the people we care about, wouldn´t you agree?”
• PAIN, LONGING, MISERY AND LOVE, POSSIBLY. {arcs}
• *about Eva and Vojtech* childhood friends, but not as in crushes from the start. more as in ‘hmm, bad things might just turn out alright with you.’ . childhood friends not as in ‘we were always in love, blah blah’. friends that take time, afford and care to become something other, if they ever do.
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