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#that’s pure straight up love

doodle-empress66 · 1 year

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Basically these 2 are the embodiment of giving a reality check.

Reminder: most people dont notice but they are not the villains of the movie. Just an antagonistic force against the protagonist that push him forward yet eventually both earning mutual respect.

This 2 are the real villains.

#Which do you like better?#Data: they both go for a drink at the same bar.#One is death metaphorically poetically or some fancy way of putting it #the other is death straight up #i love antagonist that exists purely to call out the protagonist bullshit and force them to actually mature as characters.#110% agreed #not so much a villain but more of the “real deal”#rango #rattlesnake jake #puss in boots #puss in boots the last wish #puss in boots death #animation #dreamworks

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the-acid-pear · 3 months

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I actually am in love w what the evil dead does like it sets up this typical virgin girl among her friends in a very much horror scenario where only she is aware so you'd expect her to be the final girl, obviously, it's the 80s after all. But no, WRONG, she dies first and her transgender bimbo brother is the actual protagonist ! Laugh crying emoji.

#luly talks #evil dead #i MISS ashley he was so silly #i do love how this feelsss tho y'know like as we later learn w ash being destined for this role it's like ...#it's that whole doomed by the narrative thing where no matter what he did or didn't he'd have ended up here anyway #usually for final girls they just gotta be pure! ash could've been as insane or as straight edge as he wished and his fate wouldn't have #changed a bit. he'd end up on that damn cabin and on that damn medieval kingdom ANYWAY #it's so cool i love the evil dead

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steinwayandhissons · 8 months

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arctic monkeys and every time the word ‘love’ is mentioned

whatever people say I am that’s what I’m not

tonight there’ll be some love, tonight there’ll be a ruckus yeah regardless of what’s gone before

~ view from the afternoon

oh there ain’t no love, no montagues or capulets

~ i bet you look good on the dancefloor

all that’s left is the proof that love’s not only blind but deaf… yeah I’d love to tell you all my problem

~ fake tales of san francisco

she makes a subtle proposition, I’m sorry love I’ll have to turn you down

~ when the sun goes down

lady, where has your love gone, i was looking but can’t find it anywhere, they always offer when there’s loads of love around but when you’re short of some it’s nowhere to be found

~ no buses

well how can you wake up with someone you don’t love and not feel slightly phased by it

~ leave before the lights come on

favourite worst nightmare

it’s wrong wrong wrong but we’ll do it anyway cause we love a bit of trouble

~ balaclava

and those dreams weren’t as daft as they seem, aren’t as daft as they seem my love

~ fluorescent adolescent

there’s room for the trouble and there’s lovers to be had

~ this house is a circus

it’d be a big mistake for you to wait and let me waste your time, really love it’s fine, I said really love it’s fine

~ the bad thing

old yellow bricks, love’s a risk… houdini love you don’t know what you’re running away from

~ old yellow bricks

another roll around and another push and shove, further away from the idea of love

~ da frame 2r

the more you keep on looking the more it’s hard to take, love we’re in stalemate… you’re slacking love where have you been

~ the bakery

am I too quick to assume that the love is no longer in bloom

~ too much to ask

humbug

i had a hole in the pocket of my favourite coat and my love dropped into the lining

~ i haven’t got my strange

suck it and see

i wanna feel your love brick by brick

~ brick by brick

do you still feel love is a laserquest or do you take it all more seriously… when I’m not being honest I pretend that you were just some lover

~ love is a laserquest

your love is like a studded leather headlock

~ suck it and see

jealousy in technicolour, fear by name, love by numbers… crushing up a bundle of love

~ that’s where you’re wrong

before she showed you how to shake love’s steady hand

~ the blonde o sonic shimmer trap

your love’s not what I need, so don’t give it to me

~ evil twin

it’s not like I’m falling in love I just want you to do me no good… the look of love, the rush of blood

~ no.1 party anthem

love buckles under the strain of those wild nights

~ mad sounds

I heard that you fell in love, or near enough

~ snap out of it

love like locked horns, love like dominoes… love like thunder, love like falling snow

~ electricity

I know you’re nothing like mine cause she’s walking on sunshine and your love would tear us apart

~ you’re so dark

tranquility base hotel and casino

love came in a bottle with a twist off cap, let’s all have a swig and do a hot lap… but it’s alright, cause you love me

~ star treatment

when true love takes a grip it leaves you without a choice

~ golden trunks

pattern language in the mood for love

~ the world’s first ever monster truck front flip

I wanna stay with you my love, the way some science fiction does

~ science fiction

the dawn won’t stop weighing a tonne, I’ve done some things that I shouldn’t have done, but I haven’t stopped loving you once

~ the ultracheese

the car

lights out on the wonder park, your saw toothed lover boy was quick off the mark

~ jet skis on the moat

put your heavy metal to the test, there might be half a love song in it all for you

~ mr schwartz

#arctic monkeys #alex turner #listen this was purely out of curiosity #there are so many poetic and imaginative ways in which alex describes love #i just wanted a tangible record of every time he just straight up uses the word #i was surprised that humbug only had one mention and even that was a b side but when i was making this i realised that it was such a #lyrically dense and innovative album and descriptions of love were more elaborate and straightforward #*less straightforward #(might make a separate post about that)#also found that the other albums were quite consistent except the car #i found it interesting that most of the songs aren’t actually about the same kind of love like the earlier albums were #the earlier ones use love as a nickname and portray the physical embodiment of being in love #and even in tbhc it describes this feeling despite there being slightly fewer mentions #but the car seems more like a goodbye album… not even about breaking up… just goodbye which is very….#there’s no room for love in amongst the melancholia and introspection #and makes me wonder about his relationship with love at the moment #it seems very disassociated and immaterial like he has no interest in spouting poetics about love like he did before #and i hope he can rebuild that relationship #i could probably say more but im not going to bc this is getting way too long #cheers if you actually read this whole fucking essay #i spent way too long on this if you cant tell

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sophsun1 · 3 months

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the ones only loving richie after season two are weak and boring. Oh no, he was a flawed individual, angry, argumentative, reactive when coming from a place of fear and yeah, sometimes he was just a dick and a not a sweet cinnamon roll. But that's what makes him human, no? Everyone has shades to them. No one is 100% good or bad. We all do the wrong thing sometimes and self sabotage. That's where the journey comes in to see him grow and in his own time. Why do characters have to be deemed "good and moral" from day one to be accepted? And instantly loved once they have their "journey arc".

#so many tags on my sets saying 'oh i hated him in season one but love him now!'#like he wasn't some straight up villain and immoral person from the get go #we saw his heart and ability to be a good person and father but he was just lost and needed to have his 'aha!' moment #he had to change some behaviours and relearn some things for himself #this trend of wholesome pure characters only being worthy is so tiring....#🙄#plus he was literally iconic from the pilot with his recycling speech

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sophie0197 · 2 years

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Just wanna clarify with y'all

At this point we all know Murray is gay right? Like it's been hinted at since forever, he casually flirts with men, has a vibe, Yuri picked up on it, etc

We all know Murray's gonna have to talk to Will and Mike, possibly in an event where everyone is gathered together in the not-urgent-apocalypse type thing, say a wedding? A jopper one perhaps? Post m! leven breakup? 👀

And he's gonna tell them that there is always hope in loving again, there are so many people out there, it can happen to anyone, WITH anyone, and yes, it IS an option to be gay actually, that some people just... Fall in love

And that the key is to just put yourself out there and be brave and honest and genuine, and it's gonna be alright

And the boys are gonna give fake puzzled looks as to why this concerns them bc no sir we not gay haha whaaaat, and he is going to go "well I've seen the looks you give each other, and see, where words can lie, eyes always tell the truth" and we can just collectively lose our minds from there right? Right????

#Byler #I need them to get murray'd but instead of the sex jokes it's pure genuine positive stuff about love #Like with the straights he just goes 'yes u want to fuck. Next question'#But with other gays?? BOI SIT DOWN FOR THIS ONE MY CHILD #YOU ARE GOING TO BE ALRIGHT. THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH YOU. I WILL FILL YOU UP WITH CONFIDENCE AND COURAGE AND LOVE #SPEAK YOUR TRUTH. LOOK HARDER INTO THE EYES.#stranger things #st4 #Murray #Will byers #Mike wheeler #Also please Netflix just let me be a writer hire me #Yes I play this scene in my head all the time it lives rent free in there

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xieyaohuan · 2 years

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Ravishing a god

Fandom: The Boys

Pairing: Billy Butcher/Homelander

Summary: Homelander’s got himself trapped. Billy decides to take advantage. It's a good thing he’s definitely not attracted to the cunt.

Notes: There were no Butchlander tickle fics, so I wrote one!

This takes place in an AU where Soldier Boy wasn't captured, and Maeve didn't lose her powers, but Butcher and Homelander have reluctantly teamed up because they're madly in love with each other but can't admit it.

Written for august-anon's TickleTober 2022 challenge, prompt no. 9: "Trapped" (I'm doing these out of order, and no way I'll manage to write 31 of them)

Part 1 of 2;

Read on AO3

Warnings: non-con/VERY dub-con; canon-appropriate level of swearing; bondage; part 1 is semi safe for work?

Billy Butcher is stuck in traffic when he sees the first explosion. There’s a bright flash, and a cloud of dust and debris raining down from what’s probably somewhere between the tenth and fifteenth floor of yet another half empty office building. This is where supes go to fight these days. Less property damage. Fewer deaths. Legal drama is rare. Everybody wins.

He’s not far now, so Billy decides to get out of the car and walk the rest of the way. There’s a second explosion, and the numbers on his geiger counter are spiking now. Fucking Soldier Boy and his propensity to blow shit up for attention.

It’s all quiet by the time he arrives at the building, except for a handful of spectators. Billy’s not usually one to miss a fight, but of course Homelander had to fly ahead and didn’t take him with him, not that he would have ever agreed to let that bastard carry him (the supe also didn’t offer, he can't help but notice).

Billy quickly ducks around the corner of the buiding and lights a cigarette. He’s here now, so he might as well wait for the caped cunt to come out, make sure Soldier Boy didn’t bruise his ego too badly, maybe gloat a little, and then drive home. Drive Homelander home, too, in case he got hit by that white chest blast from hell again. It’s happened more than once now, and it doesn’t really seem to harm him much, except it fries his powers for a few hours.

By the time Billy finishes his cigarette and casually flicks the butt on the ground, all is still quiet, but there’s also still no sign of Homelander. Fucking great, now he’s got to go look for the cunt in the nuclear wasteland Soldier Boy’s left behind. If the Temp V doesn’t kill him soon, the bloody radiation will.

This is what he gets for agreeing to this silly little scorched earth team-up make-believe whatever you want to call it.

That’s right. The media have latched on to their story, because everything has to be a fucking media spectacle these days, apparently. Vought is trying to sell them as some ridiculous arch enemies to lovers story. The lovers part is bollocks, of course, but the world can’t seem to get enough of them. (Their Q-rating is a solid 95, which isn’t the best, as Homelander has pointed out, but pretty damn close, not that Billy would give a fuck or know what a Q-rating is.)

Yeah. He’s stuck with Captain Cunt now, so he might as well go check up on him.

Billy sighs and enters the building through the side entrance. The elevator is broken after the blast, so he takes the stairs, following the blast damage in reverse. He can tell the room the supes fought in by the way that the door is ripped out of the wall and there’s a hole in the ceiling.

“Oi!” Billy calls. “Anybody home?”

Homelander is lying flat on his back amidst the rubble and shredded office supplies, arms above his head, eyes closed. Soldier Boys must have hit him from up close and knocked him out.

Billy steps closer and takes another look. Nah, cunt’s awake. He probably heard Butcher coming from a mile away but is choosing to ignore him.

“Oi!” He repeats, bending down to tap the supe's head. “Anybody home?”

Homelander is still refusing to acknowledge his presence, but his face is twitching ever so slightly. And then Billy sees it. Underneath the rubble there’s a bloody steel pipe wrapped twice around his wrists, ends slammed into the ground, pinning his hands above his head.

Bloody hell.

It’s like Soldier Boy left the cunt here, gift-wrapped, just for him. Ben’s got that twisted sense of humor, and the pipe doesn’t exactly look like it wrapped itself so perfectly around Homelander’s wrists through the sheer force of the explosion. Billy makes a mental note to reciprocate the favor at some point. He and Soldier Boy may be arch enemies now - doesn’t mean they can’t give each other small gifts every once in a while.

“Well, well, well,” he says. “Looks like America’s sweetheart got himself trapped.”

Homelander’s eyes snap open. “Thank you, Captain Obvious. I would not have noticed had you not pointed it out.” Billy can’t quite tell if he’s annoyed or amused or a bit of both. All he knows is the bloody supe’s so fucking full of himself it’s gotta hurt him physically.

“Told ya not to get ahead of yourself, but you never listen.”

“That’s all very fascinating, but I need you to stop your lecture and help me get out of here, William,” Homelander says, unfazed. “I need to be on set in two hours.”

“Yeah, don’t think you’re gonna make that, love.” Billy smirks. And with that, he’s finally got the supe’s full attention.

“Ah, okay.” Homelander smiles and nods, then drops the smile in an instance. “And. Why. Is. That?”

Billy could tell him that he can’t break the pipe because he’s got no Temp V in his system. That would be a blatant lie, of course; he wouldn’t have headed to a supe fight without it, and Homelander knows it. Or he could tell him that it’s not his job to save his spoiled arse, so he’s going to have to wait for the Vought crew to show up.

Instead, he squats down next to Homelander and places a finger under his chin. “I just think you look awfully pretty pinned down like this. Think I’m just gonna sit here and watch for a bit.”

Homelander has the gall to sneer and cross his legs. “Make yourself comfortable. May I offer you some tea to enjoy with the view?”

He looks just a little too complacent for someone in his predicament. How often has Billy fantasized about wiping that smug grin off the cocky bastard’s face. Despite his shitty upbringing, he’s got honor though, occasionally at least. It’s not terribly honorable to hit a man who can’t hit him back. It’s not very entertaining either, come to think of it.

Billy’s grin widens. Yeah, he knows what he’s going to do instead, and he suspects it’s going to be just as satisfying as beating the cunt up. Now that he thinks about it, probably more. If he’s honest with himself, he’s always wanted to try this.

He places one hand on the supe’s chest and slowly starts sliding it down.

Homelander rolls his eyes. “You gonna grab a feel now? Really, William? That’s low.” Billy’s move has the intended effect though: his body has tensed up, and his eyes follow the hand as it trails down his suit, tracing the fake muscles.

“Maybe.” Billy straddles Homelander’s thighs. The cunt sure looks less smug now, making a last ditch effort to twist his hands free. Futile, of course; Billy makes a mental note to send Maeve a thank you before he resumes lightly grazing his sides.

There’s absolutely no doubt Homelander can feel his hands even through the thick padding of his suit; he’s scrunching his face and trying to wiggle away, all while trying to pretend that absolutely nothing is happening and that Billy hasn’t just discovered a pretty fundamental weakness in his natural armor.

This is going to be fucking delightful. Billy feels a flutter in his stomach. He unbuckles the other man’s golden belt and starts pulling out the top of his suit, just enough to reveal a thin strip of perfect marble skin.

“Oh for God’s sake, William, control yourself!” Homelander protests. He’s still trying to hide behind a thick layer of snark and sarcasm, but he’s nervous now, and Billy wonders if he knows yet what he’s got coming for him.

He slides his hand under the fabric. Homelander’s skin feels strangely normal, soft even, not at all like the practically impenetrable suit that it really is. He lightly brushes his fingers over Homelander’s belly and gets a brief burst of laughter in return.

“What the fuck, Butcher! What-” There’s surprise in the supe’s voice, something like anger, and, as Billy notes with satisfaction, a hint of panic. No. The caped cunt clearly did not see this one coming.

Butcher sits back to contemplate. If Homelander has lost his powers that probably means his supe-senses are weaker too. Which is a real shame, Billy thinks, but doesn’t really matter because he’s quite pleased with the reactions he’s getting so far, and this is much less likely to result in death and broken limbs. Let no one ever claim that Billy Butcher can’t spot an acceptable compromise when he sees one.

He slides his other hand underneath the dark blue fabric, squeezing both of Homelander’s hips at the same time, then watches him struggle to suppress a very childish giggle.

“This is ridiculous.” Homelander’s voice is strained; his whole body is twisting to get away from the hands that are prodding and probing his waist as they slowly slide upwards.

“You’re right, this is ridiculous,” Billy agrees. “Your silly costume’s too bloody tight, can’t even move my hands properly.” He rips the suit top open with both hands and pushes it up as far as he can, tearing off a golden eagle in the process, not that he cares. The bloody cape’s still half stuck underneath a struggling and cursing Homelander.

Billy thinks for a moment, then rips it out, folds it in half twice and pushes it under the supe’s head. “Wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable, darling.”

“You need help,” Homelander says. He’s recovered some of his composure and all of his snark. “Your, your obsession with me… it’s unhealthy, William, you know.”

“You’re the one who insists we play lovers for the cameras,” Billy points out, “and bait the media with that silly enemies to lovers fantasy Vought made up.”

“That’s… that’s just for the points,” Homelander says, a little too quickly.

Billy smirks, watching the supe blush just a little. “Yeah, sure it is.”

He takes another look at his work. Homelander isn’t half as muscular as his now shredded suit would suggest. Half naked, arms pinned above his head, strands of blond hair falling into his face, his head resting on a makeshift pillow of red white and blue… the cunt looks pretty ridiculous. Grotesque, really, distractingly grotesque. Butcher definitely doesn’t find him attractive. Absolutely not.

Fine. So what if he does?

“Right.” Billy snaps out of his thoughts to refocus on the task at hand. He pulls Homelander’s pants down just enough to reveal red briefs (red bloody briefs, god, is there no end to this man’s tackiness?). Then he lazily runs a single digit along the line where red fabric meets pale skin, back and forth, watching as Homelander’s facial expression changes from annoyed to uneasy to actively distressed.

“Fuck! Will you stop that, you fucking pervert!” The cunt may be hurling curses at him, but his voice is cracking now, and Billy knows he’s very close to completely cracking him open. All of this with just a single finger; he’s got to make sure to remember that spot. The thought of seeing that bloody marble statue of a body writhe and twist underneath him is fucking electrifying. He hasn’t felt this alive in years.

“Stop!” Homelander cries.

“Oh, but I’m only gettin’ started.” Billy leans forward until he lies comfortably on top of the supe, his legs pinning his thighs, one elbow pressing down on his shoulder, his own head right next to Homelander’s. It looks quite obscene, probably. If someone were to walk in on them now, they’d have questions.

“Mmmmmhhh. Where’d that smile go?” He gently cups Homelander’s face with one hand while the other moves playfully across his armpit, his belly, his sides. He can’t see where his hand is going, so he’s navigating entirely by the responses he’s getting. “Oh, you are going to smile for me, love.” That, and so much more.

Homelander is whimpering softly now, shaking his head, kicking his legs, pressing his lips together, clenching and unclenching his hands, trying anything really to distract himself. He’s not protesting anymore; he probably knows full well that any sentence he starts now is going to end in uncontrollable laughter.

Billy’s hand has found Homelander’s belly button and is drawing light circles around it before pushing his index finger in and wiggling it around. (“If you were poured out of a tube, how come you got this, love? Ah, maybe they made you with a belly button just so I can tickle you to pieces!") He’s now using both of his hands, moving up and down Homelander’s body, tickling him in two different places at the same time. (“Oh, you’re just loving this, aren’t you. You’ve been waiting for this. Trapped yourself, I bet.”)

Maybe it’s the teasing, maybe it’s Butcher’s relentless fingers, but Homelander finally breaks. He throws one last “Fuck you!” in Billy’s face before he dissolves into helpless giggles. He’s squirming and twisting, and Butcher is beginning to have trouble pinning him in place, but, hell, he’ll find a way just so he can keep listening to that sweet sweet laughter.

He bends down again until his face is uncomfortably close to the struggling, panting supe’s.

“This is going to be fun,” he whispers in his ear.

#TickleTober2022 #augtickletober2022 #butchlander #homelander #billy butcher #hi there I think I wrote the first Butchlander tickle fic?#tw: non-con #tw: dub-con #prompt no. 9: trapped #shameless tickle fic #don't hate me ok #butcher and homelander team-up AU #butcher and homelander are IN LOVE #pure unadulturated crack fic straight from my brain #no beta we die like the queen #my fics #maybe if he was a little less fuckable he wouldn't be in this mess #mine

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milkbreadtoast · 5 months

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Saw you like asks, so!

First of all, I love your art, it's just plain gorgeous and the guilty challenge was AMAZING. Whenever I see it I just stare at the drawings for a few minutes. You did a fantastic job with Cédric's face and shirt and hair. And Yeseo and Christelle are so perfect too! Your art is one of the reasons I finally ended reading TWSB and you make me love them so much!

Anyways, I wanted to know which character do you like to draw the most? (Including your OCs cuz those are super cute/pretty too)

🥹🥹🥹🥹❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥WAAAH TYSM... sob sob... ty for liking the guilty challenge ones..!!! i like how cedric turned out on that one too hehe.. and omg really?!!? me???😳 the fact that ive been successfully dragging ppl into twsb with me even tho ive gotten into it only recently myself...... *rubs hands together in a sinister and plotting manner*😈🙏

and omg thank u for asking!!! my fav charas to draw are probably milk cookie and yeseo atm... drawing them feels like therapy to me KFJDJ gains healing... they both have similar cute faces tbh(the way i draw them at least)... milk is so much buffer tho💪... and specifically brown haired yeseo w the cardigan is the cutest to me🥺🤎 i wanna draw him again soon kshfsk

and as for OCs... it changes tbh bc since i go in and out of periods where i draw my ocs a bunch in a frenzy and then go months(or longer) w/o drawing them ㅠㅠ but I think seol has always been fun to draw!!! her design is v round and p simple so its relatively easy to draw??? its also fun to draw various expressions on her ^^