#(Please let me know)

[noviceunicorn]

oough oof.

Transcript/ID: [two poems, one labeled lady macbeth, the other macbeth. On their own, lady macbeth reads as,

"I love

you

with strange tenderness

that startles me

and

i cannot allow

myself

to be

so soft", and macbeth's reads as,

"you

have transformed me

and i am the monster

in the mirror.

i have come full circle.

this. this is me,

as i was destined

from my birth.

it hurts.", and together, they read

"i love you

you have transformed me

with strange tenderness

and i am the monster

that startles me

in the mirror.

and i have come full circle.

i cannot allow this. this is me, myself

as i was destined

to be from my birth.

so soft it hurts.]/End Transcript

[the-rat-that-lurks-in-the-castle]

[dailymumbojumbo]

That one annoying friend

[irestotles]

I think it's cute,

[dreamingofmarauders]

Does anyone want the next part? I kind of want to post it soon, but then I kind of want to save it :/

𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙎𝙞𝙭

James Potter x Slytherin!Fem!Reader!

Summary: In which you grow close with the Marauders and you encounter someone who you never wanted to see again

Warnings: Mention of knife, torture, blood, crying, yelling, swearing

Previous Part Series Masterlist

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It had been a few months since the night you had spilled all your secrets and cried in James' arms. Over the course of those few months, you had grown close with all the boys. Remus and you had always shared a bond, but now you just got the chance to spend more time together. Peter and you were not that close. He was rarely around and if he was there, he was super quiet, his eyes fretting about. Sirius and you had become friends. Sirius, after having witnessed you were truly an angel, who made cheeky remarks every now and then, had become close to you, and you two had been able to relate about your childhood experiences. Sirius was also very thankful to you that you had given Regulus the love he had never been able to. And then there was James.

He was so full of chatter and cheeky expressions that you found him utterly adorable. Your heart would begin to race and butterflies would erupt in your stomach when your hands brushed, or when James subconsciously wrapped an arm around your shoulders. You would feel your cheeks heat up whenever he winked at you or shot you a teasing smile.

However, you felt yourself done for whenever he called you 'love.'

Remus would send you a smirk whenever this happened to which you would scowl at him. He knew as much as you knew.

You were feeling something more than friends for James.

However, you tried to push it down but it was futile. You knew James had become a friend but he would never become anything more than that, after all you two weren't even friends a few months back. Besides, you were too broken and full of inner demons to be loved. You didn’t know how you would handle such affection from someone anyways.

However James viewed you as if you were the sun, as if you were the stars. James Potter felt you were just different and out of this world. Although the young Potter thought this was all because of the newfound friendship, the truth was far from that.

But the blindfold would be soon removed from James’ eyes as the war would bring another casualty.

Late one summer evening, Dumbledore had assigned Fabian and Gideon Prewett as the ones leading the latest mission.

The mission?

Protect the muggles from an upcoming attack in their neighborhood.

Which is why you, along with the majority of the Order, found yourselves scattered amongst a small and quiet Muggle neighbourhood during the dark of the night. The crescent moon was out, shining down as the countless stars glittered and dazzled. There was a light breeze that travelled through your hair as the comforting sounds of chirping crickets filled your ears. Along with the James’, your partner’s, calm humming, to what song, you had no clue.

You glanced at him and smiled, watching as the young Potter was in his own little world, as he hummed while a soft smile sat on his lips, his hands tucked into his pockets as he walked in stride with you.

“You know, staring is rude, L/n.”

Your cheeks flushed at the sudden comment as James grinned teasingly, turning his head to look down at you. Lucky for you, it was dark enough that James couldn’t see your red cheeks.

“Sod off, Potter. You sound way too cocky, I think all those years with Sirius didn’t do you good.” You answered with a smirk.

James threw his head back and let out a deep chuckle.

“You’re a sneaky little thing, love.”

And there it was again.

Love.

You winked up at him with a grin. James opened his mouth to speak-

“Expelliarmus!”

Your wand immediately flew out of your hand, landing somewhere out of sight as James grabbed your hand, pulling you close to him as he whipped out his wand from the inner pocket of his jacket.

Two dark masked figures appeared in front of you. A hand latched into your forearm, violently pulling you and your hand lost its grip on James’. You let out a yelp at the sudden action and as James whipped around in alarm, you watched his eyes widened just a millisecond before something cold and thin pressed against your throat.

“Well, well, dearest Y/n, it has been a while hasn’t it?”

Your whole being filled with terror at the chilling but familiar voice.

“Let her go, you bastard!” James shouted, taking a step in your direction.

You hissed as the blade was pushed into your skin, and you felt a drop of blood begin to trickle down your throat.

James’ face immediately went pale and he froze.

“That’s it, Potter, stay still now shall we? And everything will be fine.”

The blade came off and you were harshly turned around only to find yourself staring into the cold and murderous eyes of your older brother, Alexander. You stared him down with deep hatred.

“You son of a bitch!”

“Tut, tut, now that is no way to greet your brother now is it?” He spoke in a calm but deadly voice, mocking you endlessly like always.

“You don’t deserve my manners.” You gritted out.

You whined as Alexander grabbed and yanked your hair. James let out a cry of protest.

“You’ve gotten some guts after running away, haven’t you filthy blood traitor?” He said, harshly grabbing your face. He thrust you down onto the ground.

“Let’s see if you still have the power to go through this- Crucio!”

You let out a blood curdling scream as your body felt on fire, as if knives and needles were cutting into your whole being. James let out a cry, watching you writhe on the ground in pain as Alexander looked down upon you with a wicked grin.

“STOP IT!”

Alexander looked up from you to James and waved his wand, making you go quiet as the spell lifted. You were left panting heavily on the ground as your body felt beyond tired and tears raced down your cheeks.

“Y/n…” James uttered hollowly, he quickly moved forth and bent down by your side, gently cupping your face so you could look at him.

“James?” You breathed out, feeling a bit disoriented.

“Aw, quite the love you both share now don’t you?” Your brother’s menacing voice rang out, “Why let one person have all the fun?”

You jolted up as you heard James drop by you, screaming at the top of his lungs. You tried to grab him but he was too lost within the pain to realize. You sharply turned to look at Alexander, who was already watching you with his sinister smile.

“Stop it!” You cried, tears racing down your cheeks, “Stop it, please!” You begged, looking back at James and shutting your eyes in pain from the sight. The screams stopped and you opened your eyes to see the unforgivable had been lifted. You repeated what James had done only mere minutes before with you.

“James.”

The young Potter slowly sat up, cupping your face as well, “Are you alright?” You nodded.

“And you?”

“I think so.”

A mocking laugh filled the air. “What a lovely little scene here!” He practically cackled, “Oh but we will need to end it,” And the Slytherin raised his wand again to cast a spell.

“No!” You shouted, watching as your brother’s eyes widened on you, almost as if he knew. “Leave James alone. You want me, you can do whatever you want to me, but please for the love of Merlin, leave James alone.”

Alexander gazed back at you with what seemed to be a triumphant expression, as his plan was working exactly as he wanted.

“Y/n-“

“As you wish. You two,” Alexander barked at the other two death eaters, “Grab Potter, make sure he can’t play any tricks.”

Before James could react, the remaining two hooded figures grabbed James harshly, pulling him away from you. James began to thrash around and resist.

You were pushed back onto the pavement hard, as your brother kneeled beside you, brandishing his knife.

“This should be fun.”

He put the blade to your forearm and began to slice the layers of skin, earning cries of pain from you as he held you down with his other hand.

“Y/N!” James shouted out in anguish. He began to thrash around harder to set himself free, however the grip of the two death eaters on him was quite tight. James sobbed as he watched that cruel and vile person pierce into your beautiful skin. James sobbed harder at your cries of pain.

Alexander tortured you slowly and deliberately, relishing in your screams and cries.

“Now do you regret having turned against us?” The older Slytherin barked at you.

You sobbed, watching him through watery eyes.

“No.”

His victorious smile vanished as his face hardened. He swiftly stood up and shouted, “Crucio!”

You let out a blood curdling scream once again, as wave upon wave of unbearable pain hit you, over and over again.

Suddenly the spell was lifted as you cried curled in on yourself. You were too lost within your mind and pain to have realized that Remus and Sirius had managed to make their way to your and James’ part of the neighborhood, followed by the Prewett twins. They all worked together and overpowered Alexander and his allies, while James immediately rushed over to you.

James felt his heart shatter over and over again at the sound of your every scream, of every pained breath, of every anguished cry.

James’ hands shook as he grabbed you, pulling your injured body to him, hugging your head to his chest.

“I’m here, Y/n/n, I’m here.” He spoke as he tried to gather you up in his arms to take you back for treatment.

You spoke very quietly, your eyelids barely open as you tried to look at him.

“It hurts so bad, James.”

James swallowed the sob wanting to escape. He had to be strong for you.

“I know, love, but I promise you it will get better once I get you to the medical team, yeah?”

You didn’t respond, too wrapped inside yourself to give an answer back but James began to really panic as he apparated back to Headquarters. He was met with the medical team, which was led by Lily. Her eyes widened upon seeing your bloody and unconscious body in James’ arms, getting a strong sense of deja vu.

“Lay her in her room.” Lily immediately ordered and followed James, waving her wand which levitated the supplies she needed, which whizzed behind her.

James gently laid you on your own bed, watching with a dry mouth as every breath you took pained your body. Oh how could he let this happen to someone as sweet and loving as you? What if something happens to you, what would he do?

James kneeled by your bedside, holding your limp hand between his two, leaning his forehead on the clasped hands.

“Please be alright, love.” James cried, “I can’t lose you.”

And suddenly, the thought of losing you for good scared him so bad that he came to a new conclusion entirely, shocking him wholly.

Oh Merlin, James Potter was in love.

James Potter was in love with Y/n L/n.

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A/N: So that was the latest update! I hope everyone liked it, Jamie's finally realized it, YAY! The next part will be out soon! Take care! <33

Wizard Buddies (Taglist): @quack-quack-snacks @jamespottergf @themarauderswife7 @amethyistheart @neverthatsirius-jo

[herringdoodle]

Shane from Stardew Valley 🐓🌾✨

I’m excited for 1.6 to be available on Switch!

[valrvn]

FAV BELLY ARTISTS OF 2023

Remember how people use to make follow forevers at the end of the year? I wanted to do something similar, but with belly kink artists. It's kind of a mixed bag in terms of kink and sexuality, and a lot of them are on deviantart, but still, they're all worth checking out.

(Artists listed in alphabetical order)

chunkowitz-too

Main kinks: pregnancy, lactation, and weightgain /multiple genders

Just so good at drawing bodies and giving their characters character.

cumbutton - they/them

Main kinks: weight gain, vore, bdsm /male

daddybellies - he/him

Main kinks: pregnancy /male

My fav old man preg artist on here

doctorjackdaw - he/him

Main kinks: pregnancy, emeto, bellyaches /male

epphfervescent

Main kinks - pregnancy, stuffing /mostly male

Guttergoblin - he/him

Main kinks: pregnancy, hyper-preg /multiple genders

hungryhungry-himbo - she/her

Main kinks: weight gain, feederism /male

kissthebelly

Main kinks: pregnancy, vore, lactation /masc

Lewdwok

Main kinks: weight gain, expansion /female - patreon

narodraws

Main kinks: pregnancy, hyper pregnancy, some stuffing /female

Owlkaline - she/they

Main kinks: weight gain, pregnancy, lactation, vore, tf, terato, inflation /mulitple genders, mostly female

pewbutt

Main kinks: weight gain /female - patreon

preggomancer - he/him (?)

Main kinks: pregnancy /multiple genders, leans more towards male

Alan my beloved <3

sapphicbump - she/her (?)

Main kinks: pregnancy /mostly female - patreon

sethmacfarlanedeathpose - they/him

Main kinks: pregnancy, some weight gain /male

SlickPens - she/her

Main kinks: pregnancy, breast expansion, lactation /female - patreon

softcitrus2345 - they/them

Main kinks: weight gain, feederism, stuffing, G/t, vore /male

underligtarv - he/him

Main kinks - pregnancy /multiple genders, leans more towards female

Honourable Mentions (no less good, just has some stuff that isn't my thing/I only remembered them after I put together the rest of this post): Belka-dog, TUTUTUMY, thatguyusojin, BlueDaFluffBall, flittermilk, theunotilted, Susfishous, OfaMightDivine, Konteradmiral-Spud, poorksies, @ensen-joy, @monster-bellies, @mirismuffins-ovo, @leggomympreggo, @drpeppertummy, @enullarts, @monsterexer, @boytumms, @fatyaoi, @captainzygote, @tum-bakery, @sonftboiz

[naughtygeek49]

Merlin in the modern day hides the fact that he is from Camelot by becoming an Arthurian legend expert. Except he is basically just using it to correct any mistakes previous experts have made and throw in random bits of lore when he wants.

'No Arthur didn't have a beard, he just thought it made the portraits look more regal but wouldnt grow one out because he said they were itchy'

'Arthur had a dragon tattoo on his hip'

'Arthur loved savoury food but had a real thing for honey cakes'

'King Arthur once tripped over the rug in his chamber and broke his nose'

And all the other experts totally think he is loony, especially when he tries to correct them with the most absurd stuff.

'Actually that was the ghost of Uther Pendragon'

'Gwaine and Pervical were lovers not friends'

'Arthur was totally bisexual. If you don't think he was sleeping with Gwen AND Merlin then you shouldn't be studying him'

But the visitors at museums seem to love him and when Arthur is resurrected, Merlin takes him to the museum so they can laugh at everyone else's very inaccurate guesses about him.

[lithuea]

Heart Rate

[hellenichu]

Outsiders SMP art dump cause i forgot about them (probably will draw more srt soon, im sketching out all of their designs)

[sukuna-dees-nuts]

rizzless sukuna pt 3

FINALLY!! i've finished it. it's much longer than i planned but what're you gonna do?? lmao happy late late valentines day everyone! have a sukufushi date

@nessieartss you wanted me to tag you so here i am tagging you!

part 1 | part 2

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Sukuna hasn't been able to stop thinking about his date. 

Yes, it's only been about two hours since he and Megumi have set up their date, but that doesn't mean that Sukuna can't be excited. He's never had a date before (if that wasn’t obvious by the way he totally fucked up his pickup line). It’s a mystery why Megumi had even agreed.

After the initial excitement had worn off, Sukuna found himself wondering if Megumi only said yes out of pity, even if he had been amused by Sukuna's fuck-up. 

But as soon as the thoughts came, he pushed them away because since when does Sukuna think about the consequences of his actions? He should be thinking about what the hell they're gonna do for this date. 

Sukuna had half the mind to ask Maki what they should do, whether she had any suggestions about what Megumi might like, but then he remembered the “advice” she'd given him earlier and a scowl came to his face. Even if it had worked, he refused to send her a text. 

“Hey, Sukuna!” 

The older boy looks up at the sound of his name, seeing Yuuji making his way over with a grin on his face. He doesn't allow Sukuna to speak before he nudges his brother with an elbow. “We should go to that new Boba place! Gojo told me that the Mango flavor is amazing—”

“No—”

“What do you mean ‘no’?” Yuuji pulls away, looking affronted. “You don't wanna spend time with your favorite brother?” He gives Sukuna his best puppy eyes, sticking out his bottom lip for added effect. 

Sukuna rolls his eyes and pushes Yuuji's face away from him. “Well if you'd let me finish my damn sentence,” he grunts. “Not today, I have plans.”

Yuuji snorts. “Plans? Doing what? Throwing rocks at police cars?” 

“None of your business,” the older boy replies with a sniff, keeping his face impassive. Yuuji opens his mouth but Sukuna already knows what he's going to ask. “And no you cannot come with.”

“What? Why not?” He pouts once again. 

“Because.” That's all Sukuna says. He pulls out his phone and checks his messages. His heart does a stupid little flip when he sees Megumi's name on a notification, letting Sukuna know that he's reached the spot where they're supposed to meet up. Sukuna responds to let him know that he's on his way. 

Putting his phone back into his pocket, he reaches out and ruffles Yuuji's hair, earning an annoyed grunt from his brother. “See ya later.”

Sukuna turns on his heel and heads in the direction of where Megumi is waiting, missing the intrigued look on his brother's face. 

The closer he gets, the faster his heart starts to beat and Sukuna runs a hand through his hair. Briefly, he stops himself before he rounds the corner just dust himself off and shake out his hands as if it might get rid of the anxiety that he’s feeling. Once again, he pushes his hair back and takes a deep breath. 

Rounding the corner, the corner of his mouth lifts up when he sees Megumi waiting patiently, scrolling through his phone. He looks up at the sound of footsteps and he immediately pockets his phone when he sees that it’s Sukuna. A small smile comes to his face.

“Hey,” Sukuna greets.

Megumi replies with a “hey” of his own. 

Silence stretches out between them and if it were anyone else, Sukuna would be inclined to laugh at just how fucking awkward it is. He really didn’t think this through.

Megumi doesn’t seem to mind however and asks, “So, where are we going?”

“How about that new Boba place?” Sukuna suggests. 

“Sure. Better to go with you than be dragged along by Gojo. He was late to class this morning because he was getting a drink there.” Megumi shakes his head and Sukuna huffs. 

The two of them turn to begin walking in the direction of the Boba shop which Sukuna realizes that he has no idea where it is. Hopefully Megumi knows where they’re going. The older boy would hate to make himself look like an even bigger fool by getting them lost. 

As they walk, the two of them make small talk and Sukuna finds it easier to keep up a conversation with Megumi than anyone that isn’t Yuuji; he feels his anxiety melting away by the minute. There’s still something nagging at him in the back of his mind that Megumi is only humoring him, but Sukuna ignores it, as he does with most of his internal turmoils. 

When they arrive at the shop, Megumi and Sukuna reach for the door handle simultaneously, their fingers brushing. Both pull away instantly, eyes wide as they meet each other's gaze. There's a pink blush dusting over Megumi’s cheekbones and Sukuna's brain short circuits at how cute he looks. The thought alone makes Sukuna's ears burn and he clears his throat, forcing himself to look away. 

They both hesitate only to reach for the door at the same time, again, both retracting their hands before they can touch again. This time, Sukuna does chuckle at how ridiculous they're being, trying his best to ignore how fucking adorable Megumi is with his cheeks red (and ignore how his fingers are still tingling after he and Megumi barely touched). He grabs the door handle to yank it open much harder than necessary. 

He gestures for Megumi to enter first and Megumi nods, stepping around Sukuna quickly to enter the shop. Sukuna shakes his head at himself, pressing his hand to his chest, willing his heart to slow the fuck down. He's on a date, not running a fucking marathon! 

Stepping up next to Megumi, Sukuna looks over the menu, briefly considers asking Yuuji to recommend a flavor, but immediately brushes that thought aside. He would not hear the end of it considering he just turned his brother down to come here. Now Sukuna is on a date with his little brother's best friend at the shop that Yuuji wanted to come to.

Megumi and Sukuna step up to the counter, and as Megumi gives the person at the register his drink order, Sukuna is already pulling out his wallet and card before the other boy can even think about paying. The second the barista gives the total, Sukuna is tapping his card on the terminal screen. When he glances over, Megumi looks unimpressed. 

“Hey, I asked you out first,” Sukuna points out as they find a table to wait at. “It's common courtesy that I pay.”

“Then I suppose I'll have to pay for next time,” Megumi hums, a smirk playing on his lips. 

Sukuna feels his heart flutter in his chest and he internally scowls at himself for such a stupid reaction; what is he? Some little school girl? 

Grow up, Sukuna, he scoffs at himself mentally. 

He hates that the idea of a second date gets him so excited. 

“Bold of you to assume you'd wanna go out with me again,” Sukuna responds with a quirk of his lips. 

Megumi arches an eyebrow, leaning forward. He rests his arms on the table. “Why wouldn't I?” 

Sukuna drums his fingers on the table, holding Megumi’s gaze. “Well for starters, I'm an asshole.”

“Yeah,” Megumi nods. 

“I'm also Yuuji's older brother.”

Again, Megumi nods. “Correct.”

“Gojo doesn't like me. Or rather, I don't like him.”

Megumi snorts. “Gojo enjoys having you at the school. He just thinks you're fun to tease.”

Sukuna pauses momentarily. “He's a terrible influence on Yuuji,” he grumbles. 

This time, Megumi laughs, tucking his face into the collar of his school uniform. The sound makes Sukuna's chest grow warm and he wants to hear that sound again. Who knew such a pretty sounding laugh could come from Megumi Fushiguro?

“That is very true,” Megumi sighs once he's finished laughing. 

Sukuna gets to his feet when their names are called for their drinks, and he’s thankful for the out to give himself a moment to take in a deep breath, to regulate himself before going back to the table. He slides Megumi’s drink across the table and watches as the younger boy easily stabs his straw through the top of his drink and takes a sip. For a second, Sukuna is so transfixed on watching Megumi’s Adam’s apple bob that he doesn’t register the fact that he’s being spoken to. 

“Huh?”

Megumi huffs in amusement. “I was asking why you asked me on a date.”

“Oh,” Sukuna breathes. He blinks and rubs the back of his neck. With his free hand, he takes his straw and stabs it into his own drink so that he can take a sip, stalling for more time to try and give an answer that wouldn’t sound stupid. “I don’t know.”

Perfect. Great answer you fucking loser, Sukuna  tells himself. 

“I, uh, well—” He stutters over his words, making himself look like an even bigger fool. The biggest fool in the Goddamn world. He’s reminding himself of Yuuji at this exact moment. “I’ve been thinking about it and, uh, ah fuck.” Finally he gives up and leans back in his chair, rubbing his hands over his face. 

“I just wanted to and Maki told me to just do it,” Sukuna says, his words muffled by his palms. By now, the tips of his ears are red and he’s sure that his face is the same. Dropping his hands, he continues staring at the ceiling before looking back at his date. 

An amused smirk spreads over Megumi’s mouth and he snorts. “You asked Maki for advice?”

Sukuna takes a sip from his drink as his other hand runs through his hair (he needs to break this habit sooner than later). He scowls, more at himself than at Megumi as he says, “Listen, it’s not my proudest moment, but I’ve never done this before—”

“What?” Megumi gasps dramatically (or as dramatically as Megumi can be), interrupting Sukuna. “Date Man has never had a date before?”

“No,” Sukuna grunts, “and why do you keep calling me Date Man?”

Megumi simply shrugs in response. 

“If I'm Date man, that means you’re Raisin Boy,” the older boy decides with a firm nod. This earns an amused snort from Megumi who doesn't disagree. 

They go back to sitting in silence again, sipping their drinks. Thankfully, the other boy speaks up first.

“Are you as big of a movie buff as your brother?” Megumi asks.

Sukuna looks up. “Only by association,” he replies. “If he's not watching with his Junpei friend then he's forcing me to watch them.” A pause to take a sip of his drink. “Though, I do love a good horror movie; it's my favorite genre.” 

Perking up in his seat, Megumi leans forward a little. “What's your favorite horror movie?”

“'The Exorcist'. A classic.” Sukuna kisses his fingers. When his eyes land on Megumi again, the other boy has a look on his face that says he doesn't agree. Arching an eyebrow, Sukuna asks, “What?” 

Megumi gives a lame, one-shouldered shrug. “It's alright.”

Sukuna gapes at him, jaw dropping slightly and he blinks, shaking his head. “Alright? What do you mean ‘it's alright’?” 

“It's alright,” Megumi repeats while he mixes his drink. “I'll agree with you that it's a classic.”

There's a pause and Sukuna waits for him to continue, but he doesn't. Sukuna gestures for Megumi to continue. 

“I just think 'The Conjuring' is better.”

A loud laugh escapes from Sukuna's mouth and he claps a hand over his mouth. He clears his throat, glancing around to see if anyone noticed. Turning back to his date, he folds his arms and rests them on the table.

“You're just saying that,” Sukuna decides, eyeing Megumi over. “There's no way you think 'The Conjuring' is better.”

Megumi almost looks offended. “It is better. I prefer the first movie out of all of them, but I'm not too picky. Not to mention they're based on true stories and I'm a fan of nonfiction.”

“'The Exorcist' is based off of a true story,” Sukuna points out.

“Very loosely,” Megumi retorts. “Don't get me wrong, the actress who played the little girl—”

“Linda Blair—”

“—did a fantastic job, as did the actress who played her mother—”

“Ellen Burstyn,” Sukuna supplies helpfully.

Megumi smirks at him. “Not a big movie buff, huh?” he teases.

All Sukuna can do is shrug. “It's my favorite horror movie. I've done my research, alright?” 

Shaking his head, the other continues, “but with that being said, I think the plot of 'The Conjuring' is better. It's more suspenseful. Keeps you on your toes. Nothing terribly exciting happens in 'The Exorcist' until the last 20 minutes of the movie or so.” Seeing unimpressed look on Sukuna's face, Megumi asks, “When is the last time you saw 'The Conjuring'?”

Sukuna thinks for a moment. 

When is the last time he's seen that movie? Yuuji isn't much of a horror fan, and recently, Sukuna has been busy dealing with his stupid feelings and training that he had really watched any movies. 

“It's been a minute,” he finally says. 

The corner of Megumi’s mouth twitches up. “Maybe we should get together again and watch them back to back, you know, to see which one truly is better.”

The suggestion throws Sukuna through a loop and his brain stops thinking for a second. His heart skips a beat in his chest, his stomach twisting into knots and he wants to punch the table for getting so giddy. He can't stop the smile that comes to his face. 

“It's a date… Raisin Boy.”

[the-littlest-laney]

do we want a kristen applebees junior year version orrrrr do we want an ayda? ;))

[avocadosockz]

she's not pretty but she's done

if anyone has any edits or additions they would like me to make just let me know

[kiragecko]

Batfamily Relationship Tournament 2024

It's time once again to decide which Batkid relationships we like best!

Rather than pitting the Batfamily against each other, we're teaming them up! (And THEN pitting them against each other.)

In 2023, the winner was Dick & Tim, though Tim & Cass and Babs & Cass also made strong showings. I'm fine with one of them winning again this year, or with a surprise upset. Let's see what happens!

We've now added in the complications of DOUBLE ELIMINATIONS. Mostly so I can see a bit more Duke. This means that there is a Loser Bracket and complicated math going on. Complicated math makes me happy! Current plan is that Winners Bracket votes will be one week, and Loser's Bracket votes will be one day. (Because the loser's bracket has twice as many voting periods.)

You don't need to understand double eliminations. Just know that every pairing will get at least two competitions.

Starting 1PM Central time (an hour from now)

Round One Matchups:

Dick & Tim VS Dick & Steph

Jason & Damian VS Babs & Tim

Tim & Steph VS Helena (any version) & The Batfamily

Jason & Tim VS Damian & Duke

Alfred & The Batfamily VS Jason & Duke

Steph & Damian VS Cass & Damian

Tim & Damian VS Babs & Steph

Steph & Cass VS Babs & Damian

Babs & Duke VS Tim & Cass

Jason & Steph VS Dick & Cass

Dick & Babs VS Tim & Duke

Bruce & The Batfamily VS Dick & Duke

Kate & The Batfamily VS Babs & Cass

Babs & Jason VS Jason & Cass

Dick & Jason VS Cass & Duke

Dick & Damian VS Steph & Duke

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Reminder that I'm aroace, and DO NOT CARE about how problematic a ship is. (I can assume things are platonic that would awe and dumbfound you.) You can assume they're kissing. You can hate them kissing. But if you a uncomfortable voting without complaining about Batcest or something else ... just sit this one out, please.

[louistomlinsoncouk]

Louis' recent like on Instagram - 18/10

[elumish]

I'm almost done talking about this for the moment, but I just have to say: sometimes, it is so goddamn exhausting to make what feel like the least spicy takes possible and be consistently faced with pushback.

I don't know what people want from me. I'm not sure how to make a less controversial take than "maybe we should try not to hurt people," and yet people get mad at me for it.

What do you want? How can I make what I'm saying clearer?

Or is the problem that I'm saying it at all? Are you just uncomfortable with the idea that you might need to take a close look at your own writing, that you might find ideas that you espouse not to support if you look hard enough? Are you afraid that you might need to face the choices you've made?

Why are you so unwilling to engage with what I am actually saying, instead of projecting something else onto it?