#// and not in a good way

[barbieaemond]

SER GWAYNE HIGHTOWER House of the Dragon 2.04

[pucksandpower]

I find it weird that people are crucifying Max for not wearing a shirt. Saying that it's disrespectful to Senna, and that his father in law (aka Piquet) hated Senna.

Like aren't there a lot of possible reasons why Max wasn't wearing a shirt? Or that people aren't looking... For Oscar? And like Bottas isn't wearing a Senna shirt either!

I don’t know enough about each driver’s individual reasonings to judge anyone … so I will leave you with this exchange that totally made my day 😭

[yourbignotcis]

Quick disclaimer, I do not condone fucking anyone in your ACTUAL family. I just feel the need to clarify that these are horny kink fantasies, and I do not support irl incest in any way.

[annievrse]

the lamest prank

satoru x reader —ᡣ𐭩 blurb a/n: a little something i came up with in like half an hour, enjoy :P

"...You're up to something, aren't you?" Satoru's voice cuts through the silence in your room, causing you to jump in surprise.

Glancing over your shoulder, palm to your chest, you glare at your best friend. "You scared the shit out of me."

Satoru shrugs, stepping further into your dorm, his eyes narrowing at the packet of Oreos and toothpaste tubes laid out in front of you on the floor.

"Why are you devising the lamest prank in the world?"

You roll your eyes and turn back to your project. "This was meant to be for 'Guru, and you, but I guess the cat's out of the bag."

Satoru threw his head back in laughter, his hand on his stomach. "You're so cute."

Your eyes widen as you spread the toothpaste onto one side of the cookie. "You don't sound particularly upset about being the victim of my prank."

"Oh, I'm not," He says casually as he moves around you to sit on your bed.

You squint at him. "Then why do you look so annoyed?"

Satoru says nothing, but his bright eyes behind his sunglasses tell you everything you need to know.

Sighing, you hold out your hand with a tube of toothpaste and an Oreo in your palm. "You're upset I didn't include you, aren't you?"

Taking the items from your grasp, Satoru smirks. "A little..."

"Well, you usually don't invite the person you want to prank to help you set it up, do you?"

"Guess not. But it's good my daily snooping resulted in something interesting today... It's better than yesterday... Haibara will not like what I saw."

"What?" You furrow your eyebrows. "You're such a nerd, 'Toru."

"Yeah, whatever," He rolls his eyes, white hair falling over his eyes. "Pass me that knife, loser."

After his fingers graze yours, you nod your head toward the uncapped tube in his hand. "You better load that one up good. Suguru used my shampoo yesterday, and then he stole my leftover sashimi in the fridge."

"Oh, that was me. That was so fresh, so delicious," Satoru moans. "Best I've ever had, actually."

Your jaw falls open, and you shake your head. "Fuck you, Gojo."

"Nuh-uh, you don't get to curse the only one who's gonna help you out of this situation later," He raises an eyebrow. "Wait, why were you pranking me? What did I do?"

You give him a deadpan look. "It's more like, what haven't you done?"

A gasp leaves Satoru's lips, and he leans down to place his finished cookie on the plate next to you. "You wound me, my love."

"And you are the most annoying pain in my ass ever, so we're even."

"You love me," Satoru coos, ruffling your hair. You swat his hand away, laughing.

"In your dreams."

"Wow, I didn't know you were psychic!" Satoru reels back dramatically and lays on your bed. "What else can you tell me about my future?"

When he's met with silence, Gojo sits up to see you holding an Oreo out for him.

"Snack?" The sickly sweet smile on your face is to be expected when you're dealing with his shit, so Satoru takes the cookie, unsuspecting.

"Oh, and you're giving me treats?" He clutches his chest. "You really are the greatest thing to ever exist, aren't you?"

But soon, his face screws up in disgust when he realises the cream between the cookie isn't vanilla but minty sludge instead.

"The ultimate betrayal!" He splutters, spitting the cookie into his hand, his hair swaying with each movement. "That's fucking disgusting."

A small, real smile pulls at the corners of your mouth. "Get out of my room, Satoru."

He tilts his head at the softness in your voice and stands. "As you wish," Gojo takes one step but crouches beside you. "Good luck with your little experiment."

You hum in response, rendered speechless when he leans closer to kiss your forehead. But when you don't wipe it off like usual, Satoru feels his heart skip a beat.

"Though, I'm telling Suguru to keep clear of the Oreos in the common area," He whispers. "And I used your shampoo too... he doesn't deserve to endure the pain I just did."

You gasp, dropping the objects in your hands onto the plate below.

At your reaction, Satoru laughs and stands. "Kidding."

"I hate you!" You throw a tube of toothpaste at him as he runs out of your room, slamming the door behind him.

But, later that afternoon, Suguru could be heard gagging in the common area, and you knew Gojo loved a lame prank.

[royalnavyart]

weasel studies pt 1.

I didn't realize they were so tiny!! They're about the size of an outstretched human hand, apparently. I thought they were the size of cats.

Also pretty sure at least one of them here is a stoat lol. As with my wolf studies, I'm going to just say ✨ close enough✨ (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

[opbackgrounds]

Zoro defeating Ryuma is basically a role reversal from Oda's previous one shot manga Monsters when Ryuma defeated a dragon, but what I have difficulty with is the fact that Zoro actually sets Ryuma on fire, an ability he's not shown before or since.

I'm able to more easily accept something like Asura because animal and demon spirit projections are something Zoro's been doing since the start of the series, and Asura felt like the next logical step even though the logic of it is kinda funky. Unless zombies are somehow more flammable when hit by swords, this feels like Oda let the symbolism he wanted to shove in override the physical logic of the fight. It feels like such a cop out excuse to take out a zombie without using salt, and really sours for me what's otherwise a solid battle.

[zhansww]

[mono-rogue]

Who's watching now?

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Alastor has beef... or is it venison? Hard to tell.

[yourfavaschips]

have you done arthur morgan

Arthur Morgan from Red Dead Redemption 2 would be Lay's Wavy Hickory BBQ Potato Chips!

[itookthetardis2liveaid]

House: I assume 'minimal at best' is your stiff-upper-lip British way of saying 'no chance in hell'

Chase: I'm Australian

House: You put the queen on your money. You're British.

[yea-baiyi]

people on twitter are discoursing about whether xie lian’s chastity-based cultivation is a form of abuse (?????) which is so backward to me like huh???? yes jun wu’s thing about xie lian being a virgin is fucking creepy and weird and part of his overall obsession and desire to control him. but did they just completely miss the part where xie lian chose this method of cultivation bc the abstinence wasn’t an issue for him? he got hit by sex pollen and never once thought of sex? he didn’t even cultivate for 700 years and just never had sex because he never wanted to and as soon as he found a guy he wanted to fuck he just went for it? literally didn’t even pause to consider the cultivation thing at any point. if this were any other character it might have been used against him but the whole point is xie lian once again perfectly dodging jun wu’s manipulation attacks by just being a weird little guy with autism

[connormccafferyhater]

i meed connor mccaffery to eat my pussy out and then choke me while giving me backshots. then he whispers in my ears that i sound so hot gasping for air 🥰😩

i’m grimacing

[clarafae]

Writing ACOMAF version of Lucien has really helped me appreciate how much character growth he has gone through in the last few books. How much of it can be credited to Elain and their mating bond and how vital Elain's snubbing of the bond has been to his character arc (in a good way).

I think it's safe to assume that until Elain, Lucien has never had to actually put in the work to get a girl. Even Jes was the one who put in all the effort of seducing him. As of the end of ACOSF he's patiently waited (close to?) two years for Elain to be ready, and the growth he's had in that time has really brought his character to a place where he's ready for his HEA.

Pairing Elain and Lucien up before all that character growth (for both of them) would never have worked out. They absolutely needed these last two years apart to grow and heal separately before the author could even consider bringing them together.

[slutisnotabadword]

Honestly, if 911 doesn’t take this chance to bring up feelings behind the well scene, then WHAT ARE THEY DOING?!?! Because there’s so many ways you can open up the Buddie vault, and they can’t possibly avoid every single one?? Like be fucking fr, episode 6 is the perfect time for either Buck or Eddie OR BOTH to realize like “hmm… something’s happening.”

I don’t want them to jump in eachother’s in this episode, obviously that would be too soon. HOWEVER, there should be some type of ringing the bell that rings BUDDIE IS HAPPENING.

I’m all for letting it cook, but hell, I don’t hear anything cooking, I don’t hear shit simmering or sizzling.

[nymphaforesta]

i love my new tattoo but oh god this bitch hurts so much GOD it feels so tight 🫠

[cybersunnie]

sunnie baby !! have u any thoughts inside that beautiful noggin of yours on academic rival corio ?

Coriolanus thought too highly of himself.

You were clever, but he believed he was even more so. That was how his mind worked.

But he would be a fool to ignore the constant praises you received from professors and fellow peers. With your wit and eloquence, you managed to climb your way to the top of the class, though you have yet to surpass him. But you were getting close. 

Dangerously close.

He couldn't deny that you were a threat. A threat to the Plinth Prize he so desperately wanted, needed, and deserved. And here you were, trying to take away that from him. 

It's almost cute—how hard you were trying.

Did Dean Highbottom put you to this? The dean had always despised him. Coriolanus wouldn't be surprised if that were the case. But why would you agree to do it? From as far as he knew, he hadn't wronged you in the past. You wouldn't have any motive.

Unless you just enjoyed being insufferable.

Whenever he answered a question in class, you would raise your hand and add to it as if his response wasn't adequate. When a professor complimented you, he swore you would look at him just to see how he would react. (Coriolanus never gave you the satisfaction, though). If you two were in the same room, friendly discussions turned into debates. The first time it happened was in Communications. After that, Satyria Click often placed you and him on opposing sides to “see what happens.”

But you were still polite to him even with this rivalry between you two. Nauseatingly polite. 

Your smiles and honeyed words made his ego swell, but Coriolanus knew what they truly were. They were sneers masked as smiles. Taunts that were worded to sound like praise.

How did he know? Because he was doing the same to you.

In the eyes of an outsider, you two were civil—classmates who respected each other despite the ever-growing tension between them. But it was all to save face, to seem like the bigger person.

Deep down, Coriolanus liked playing this little game with you. Cat and mouse. Near captures and repeated escapes. You were so easy to read. So predictable. He liked making you think you could outsmart him. He found pleasure in making you think you were winning. And he would let you bask in that feeling of victory so that it would hurt more when he defeats you. How could he not play with you?

As the rivalry ensued, he would watch you from afar. Some may call it obsessive, but he called it studying. He studied your mannerisms and learned the subject you excelled in the most so that he could take that away from you, too. 

You were all-encompassing. Everything Coriolanus did shifted back to you. What would you do? And how could he do it better?

There was one thing he didn't know—one thing he was unaware of. If Coriolanus’ delusions hadn’t blinded him, he would have realized that you just wanted to do well in your academics. He would have realized that you weren't trying to compete with him, and that your smiles and compliments were genuine. No ulterior motive.

But it didn't matter. He was having too much fun.

And Coriolanus would like to play with you, his "rival," just a little longer.

tldr: in my head, academic rival!coryo is a paranoid and delusional mess that thinks you are out to get him, but in actuality, you are just trying to do good in school—completely unaware of said "rivalry". author's note: not proofread. this is my roman empire. i love writing delusional coryo. anyways, i hope you liked this kaia mwah! 💋