#But i had to get this out

[dipperscavern]

Cregan's a thigh man an ass man a stomach mean-I just think a lady ain't allowed to be insecure around Cregan Stark in general, he has a sixth sense and can tell when his lady wife isn't happy with her body and he suddenly appears and is like "you're gorgeous don't even think that-"

this exactly sums up my thoughts about cregan in a nutshell. he’s not just utterly in love, he’s in love with every aspect of you. walk with me here

the sixth sense comment is so canon it almost hurts. you could just be having one of those days, not feeling confident in yourself or your body. you plan on just letting the feeling pass, but cregans so in tune with you, he can always immediately tell when somethings off.

he’s in tune with his men in the same regard. as a leader, you have to be. if you can’t recognize their strengths & weaknesses, or when they could be a liability, you can’t hope to rule. such is plain and simple.

and that only concerns his men. you’re his wife, his other half — whom he swore to & cloaked under his protection in front of the old gods. who would he know inside & out if not you?

he knows the bounce in your legs, and how it means you’re more unsettled than usual. he registers the longer, looser fitting gown you’ve chosen today. he can spot the minimal effort you exude to hide yourself from other people, feeling insecure about something only the gods would ever know. to cregan, you’ll always be perfect.

with this information, he makes it a point to express his love for you (not that you’ve ever lacked it with cregan). pulling you in for a kiss whenever you pass each other during the day, no matter how many times you’ve already met. his hand caressing your thigh under the table as you sup; one would think you did not notice, but the flush of your cheeks betray you. when you’ve retired to your shared chambers for the night, standing & taking off your jewelry, and cregan approaches you. allowing his hands to find purchase on your waist, pulling you to him. he sighs, before pressing a small kiss to your temple. you melt into him.

it’s not sexual, the way his hands caress the slope of your waist, and he drinks in every part of you as if it’s your wedding night once more. you burn under his touch, the intimacy of this moment not escaping you. you know your husband loves you, but still, you can’t help but wonder why he’s taken to you in such a way tonight. (he’s been taken with you in more ways than you can count since your betrothal. he reveals more parts of himself as the days pass)

“Cregan,” you begin. he hums, letting you know he’s listening. “Are you alright?”

“Aye. I cannot enjoy my wife, and the beauty the gods gift her with?”

you hum. “You jest, my love.”

“Am I regarded as a jesting man?”

some might think he took offense, but you can feel the hint of that smile of his as he presses a kiss to the top of your head. he relishes in the content smile he spots on your own lips.

[riverc1an]

riverclan hunting patrol when they have a successful hunt

[breadheaddoodles]

[pricetagged]

Please pretty please if someone wants to give me a Christmas gift I request one (1) of the following 💖 dark, mdni, implied dubcon/noncon.

Yulecat Gaz. He's a sinister, toothsome predator. A solstice spirit with just a touch of malice. He's smiling, of course, and so sorry, love - You've broken a rule that you didn't know exists, but ignorance does not grant pardon. And it's a death sentence. He should eat you right up, tear into the soft arch of your neck (gristle and blood and teeth) and suck at the marrow.

Except-

Except now that he's circling you, something slithers into his mind. He's a cat batting at a trembling mouse (cowering, timorous beastie) and it's just delicious. Lapping at your tears. Toying with you, letting you chase at hope before he snaps his teeth. Closes the cage.

You pay the toll in flesh, but not as first intended. Let him paw at you, lave his tongue along your spit-slick flesh until you're raw and aching.

It's mercy and it's punishment. He makes you thank him for his kindness; give offering to this benevolent creature of chaos and hunger. You spell out your gratitude (bitter, sour, desperate) letter by letter on your knees before him, claws nails and too-strong fingers keeping you in place (strong enough to dig in and rend you to pulp).

He coos at you as he wipes your tears, nails catching and drawing crimson as they follow the lacrimal tributaries cooling on your cheeks. Salt and iron dripping down, heady and fuck-

He's trembling more than you. Coiled tight from the strain of stifling his strength. It itches at his gums, his fingertips. Bite, rend, lacerate.

But that would be an ephemeral pleasure; a transient taste, all hot spray and cooling chunks. The thought is anathema. A malediction (isn't that funny, face stretching into a trenchant grin).

You're a meal he wants to savour.

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In this universe I will also take one (1) hulking, mean krampus Simon; one (1) chaotic solstice spirit/Jack Frost Johnny; and one (1) disciplinarian "Santa" Price (they all work for him; he's the architect).

[pisuteru]

im just gonna post about this because i am SO tired of keeping it to myself, and i keep seeing people mention it. The way boc is treating Fuaiz irks me so bad! nothing against him or any of the actors at all, but the fact hes only fucking 18 and are in nc scenes 10x more explicit than the one single one between the Very Legal main leads is very odd to me. What really gets me? this is definitely not the only time boc has been highkey exploitive and overall weird with their underage actors. I have a sneaky suspicion that if Jeff wasnt there for kinnporsche, there wouldve been way more happening between chay and kim, ifykwim! and is it not odd how only after Jeff left, Barcode was thrown into an nc scene, a predatory rape scene nonetheless! I know he said something about playing more mature roles but i dont know if mature necessarily equates to playing a victim of pedophilia and sexual assault. Not to mention the other sex scene that happened between two highschoolers that was very uncomfortably graphic! Call me a prude, but id rather not watch what is supposed to be two highschoolers fucking with hair pulling and ass slapping.

Oh! and im not done with chay yet. Perhaps i am looking too far into this, so lets put on those tinfoil hats!!!

I find it so weird how chay is supposed to be 17/18 and yet he acts like hes 14?? im sorry, maybe its different in Thailand, but i have never once seen a teenager that age act like that, that is a kid! You cannot tell me he was going into university! If anything, hes going into middle school. This also happened with Fuaiz in dff, except they didnt even TRY to hide the fact white was younger, they made tee straight up say “i’ll wait for you” thats. Odd. to say the least. Like again, nothing against these actors or even characters (i love white.. and chay… and tee… and kim…) but my GOD you cannot ignore this😭 esp since its happening AGAIN in 4 minutes with korn and tonkla.

[mymameisnotknown]

Do you think its cold in that bird house? Theres no windows, and the only door is made out of cold metal. The only window it did have was blocked from the outside. The only source of light is the lanterns scattered about. And it is Phil's only source of warmth. At first he's able to tell when its day or night thanks to his internal clock, but as the days pass it gets harder to tell when its light or dark. When any openings to the outside are covered by hard and dark, black concrete. He gathers all the lanterns, and bunches up in the corner. Cold, alone, holding replicas of his missing childrens belongings. So, so, very alone.

[calicoups]

suggestive content towards the end, mdni!!!

car girl reader and biker cheol who know how to use each others vehicles, biker cheol driving car girl reader around anytime he can and car girl reader being biker cheol’s backpack.

biker cheol with his blacked out r7 and car girl reader with her matching blacked out r34 skyline.

biker cheol who lets car girl reader backpack even on the smallest trips and him loving when reader gets handsy on the ride. reader’s hands not resting in one place but rather roaming around cheol’s torso, waist and dangerously close to his inner thighs.

biker cheol struggling to keep cool when car girl reader runs her hands down and down his stomach, reaching his bulge.

biker cheol giving his backpack a pat on her thigh with a stern warning of “stop it or you’ll regret it, doll” through his helmet.

car girl reader being a brat and choosing not to listen as she continues to tease cheol, palming him through the protective gear as they both whizz through the highway.

[happypopcornprincess]

Our childhood, that our parents remember, all rainbows and sunshine... was eternal hell for us. Because we had no idea when they would snap after a fight with their parents and siblings over some stupid ancestral land and take it out on us. I remember being told to shut up at the dinner table when I would talk about how I'm getting bullied everyday at school because their life problems are bigger than us, and now that I don't talk at all, I'm being rude and 'disconnecting' from my parents.

What my family needs is therapy. Like a full-on group therapy where they develop the sense to at least acknowledge what they put their kids through.

Sincerely,

The firstborns.

[suga-tae-jimin]

Another amv of Vegeta with Taylor Swift music, please laugh :)

[deathsbestgirl]

i saw a post about a character’s apologies not being enough when other characters’ apologies were accepted. but the truth is, apologies don’t matter without changed behavior. so until that happens, no, the character’s apologies don’t mean anything. yes they’ve apologized, but they haven’t changed their behavior & continue to do terrible things to the ones they hurt & the same things to other people.

[pausescreen]

yall are just gonna have to deal with the png in the corner 

[hauntingrabbits]

comic

[tawnysoup]

Found my fav Slay the Princess route recently. Dragon my beloved. Your horrifying beak mouth was an impossible-to-refuse lip syncing challenge 💖

Shoutouts to @blacktabbygames for making such a cool game!

[ladyantiheroine]

I’m thinking about Wicked tonight, specifically why Elphaba ends up with Fiyero instead of Glinda in the musical despite Elphaba and Glinda having the more well-rounded relationship.

You could chalk it up to the writers wanting a heteronormative ending (and I’m certain that’s part of it) or the fact that Elphaba and Fiyero had a love affair in the book. But I think there’s a bit more nuance to it.

The whole point of Glinda’s character is that she upholds the status quo of Oz. No matter how much she loves Elphaba or sympathizes with the plight of the Animals, she will always align herself with the current system and those in power. And as long as that remains the case, a relationship between her and Elphaba is futile because Elphaba will not give up her cause.

Elphaba and Glinda represent to different ends of a spectrum. Elphaba resists the oppressive forces in Oz, while Glinda upholds them. But Fiyero is somewhere in the middle. He starts out privileged and carefree like Glinda, but quickly turns to Elphaba’s side. He does become Captain of the Guard, but only to find Elphaba and help her evade arrest.

And therein lies the difference between Glinda and Fiyero as love interests to Elphaba. Glinda would never sacrifice her title as “the Good Witch” and all her power granted from the Wizard, even if it meant helping Elphaba. Fiyero, on the other hand, does give up his privilege, his title, and even his human form for Elphaba. Glinda clings to what the status quo gives her, while Fiyero ultimately rejects it.

Yes, the writing around Elphaba and Fiyero’s romance is a bit rushed and doesn’t have the same gradual development that Elphaba and Glinda have. And yes, I have no doubt heteronormativity played a role in giving Elphaba a male love interest in the end. But I see a lot of people write off Fiyero and his relationship with Elphaba and I just don’t agree.

Why does Elphaba end up with Fiyero instead of Glinda? Because Fiyero makes the sacrifices that Glinda wasn’t willing to.

[doctorsiren]

Oh Dipper, you would LOVE Chappell Roan

[shawtuzi]

this video got me thinking….its kinda giving choso so walk with me real quick besties

˚ʚ♡ɞ

“fuckkkk,” the back of choso’s head knocked against the headboard, his chest heaving with a thin sheen of sweat covering it. the poor boy couldn’t form a single thought—the only thing swirling around in his empty mind is that he needed more.

his breath hitched when he felt your tongue wrap around his nipple once more, flicking the sensitive bud with your tongue. you didn’t bother saying much to him, it’d be pointless being the only word he could respond with was a breathy ‘fuck’.

“i’m ’bout to—hmph! nut again, it’s coming baby,” his head lolled onto his shoulder, his hips now bucking up to create a rhythm with your hand. you hummed around his nipple, squeezing his angry red tip, the clear pearls of precum leaking from his tip had you dying for a taste. “be louder…w’nna hear you cho,” you whispered in his ear, licking at the shell of it.

choso shuddered rather violently at the feeling, but nonetheless he got louder for you—a tad bit louder than you had expected. choso’s mouth dropped opened, a symphony of whiny moans following right after.

if he had any energy he’d fuck your fist himself, but alas after 3 consecutive orgasms all he could do was pathetically roll his hips. “so fuckin’ close, cmon baby make me cum,” choso nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt your soft hands begin to play his balls, squeezing them ever so softly.

choso’s entire body went limp as his orgasm hit, moan after pornographic moan spilling past his kiss bitten lips. the first shot of cum landed on his chest, some getting on his chin, which you greedily licked at a second later. his thighs shook in overstimulation, nearly closing because now it was really starting to become too much.

“baby baby baby wait—hah! you’re gonna f-fuckin’ kill me,” his larger hand wrapped weakly around your wrist, but it stopped nothing. you kissed you way up his chest to his neck, sloppily kissing, licking, and sucking any bit you could get. he just smelled so good—like vanilla and cinnamon, you just wanted to eat him up.

you brushed his hair out his face with your free hand. you looked into his tired, yet oh so lustful eyes, “you good?” you asked, halting your hand’s movements. choso sniffled and gave you a weak nod, “want you to drain me dry angel, even if i start crying.” it’s funny because just as choso finished his sentence a stray tear slipped from his eye, landing on his already messy abdomen.

choso stuck out his tongue making you giggle. you knew exactly what he wanted. you leant over, wasting no time shoving your tongue in his mouth, swallowing up his whiny moans. you resumed your hand’s movements, squealing when you felt choso’s teeth sink into your bottom lip.

he truly didn’t know if he had another orgasm in him but he didn’t care, even if he blacked out. why do you ask?? because soon he’ll be receiving the best aftercare known to man. cuddles, kisses, BACK SCRATCHES!!! he was as content as could be.