#COULD YOU IMAGINE???

[cryptictongues]

Saw a shadowcast for Rocky Horror Picture Show and imagine you are in it and the person playing Rocky can’t show last minute so you beg Logan to take his place and he can’t resist you so he AGREES

[starsfromtoulon]

things that have literally kept me up at night:

we could have had a long-hair Crowe!vert.

[beauregardlionett]

OKAY kind of glad birdie said athion (or however the fuck you spell that) because i was running on the batshit idea that fearne's birth father might be ludinus

[yeyinde]

That post with two giants bastard imagine a chase kink like predator and prey kind of thing

that's a contest i would pay to be between 🥵

[morepopcornplease]

@Catholic Politicians: swear on the bones of a saint, you cowards

[taylorsabrina]

if scooby-doo were a taylor album he'd be lover. 🥺💕

[beyond-far-horizons]

🍽️ (for the Silmarillion ask game :) )

Thank you!

🍽️ You are having a dinner party and you can invite five (5) characters from the Silm. Who do you invite?

This is really difficult because you have to think about a) the people you want to meet and b) how would it be to have dinner with them.

With difficulty I'll go with Finrod because he's lovely and I've always wanted to meet him (plus he'll be great smoothing things with the other guests), Fingon because I think he's probably my No1 Noldor crush, Luthien because she's amazing and I want to see what she's actually like. Finally I'd choose Manwe and Varda (!) meaning this is clearly a banquet in Valinor. I want to choose them firstly because I'd love to meet them and witness their magnificence first hand, secondly to tell them how much I and many mortals adore the skies and stars and thirdly to enquire about the mysteries of Arda, Ea and the Divine (as much as they would be willing to tell me) and lastly...when I'd plucked up enough courage I'd ask them if they disliked mortals and why they left us alone with Morgoth and that many mortals would love to meet them and know them like the elves do. This would probably be when I was quite tipsy and the table would go silent but it is something I think the Valar need to hear. What happens after is everyone's guess!

[leonhardt-simp]

If you end up writing that second part you need to mention 'truck nuts'. A true piece of leonhardt-simp ask box lore 😭😭😭

NOO NOT TRUCK NUTS 😭😭😭😭

[fox-bright]

I am never going to be able to leave Reddit.

[chloesimaginationthings]

Spider-punk and Noir in btsv scene leaked

[retquits]

1.6 is coming—see you march 19th!!! 🥹🌱

[lilacgaby]

katsuki was red-faced and drunk as hell.

he could barely keep himself up straight, leaning against the wall of the curb that he sat on as midoriya waved to you. "thanks for coming, he wouldn't stop asking for you."

"don't talk about me like that.. damn nerd." katsuki slurred, pointing a threatening finger. in the wrong direction. midoriya laughed quietly, signaling goodbye to you as he took his leave.

"kat," you started, smiling at the pink flush of his cheeks, trying to place a coddling hand on his face but were stopped by him smacking your hand away. "what was that for?!"

"don't touch me! 'got my girl at home." he glared at you from the side, then shut his eyes and turned his face away with a small 'hmmph.'

you laughed, crossing your arms as you decided to play along. "really? but aren't i prettier?" he scoffed, red eyes not even bothering to look at you as he quipped, "fuck no. 's not even a competition. you'll be embarrassed you even-," he hiccuped, "said that shit when she gets here."

you gasp in mock offense, leaning down with a hand over your chest. "that's so rude! are you sure you don't wanna take a closer look?"

"get out of my--" his glazed eyes opened to glare at you once again, but his words got stuck in his throat as he looked you over. your streetlit features took a second to register in his mind, before a small, closed eye smile came over his face. "hey.. babe you got here." he said lowly after a moment. he grabbed one of your hands and held it up to his face, "missed 'ya. some fuckin' idiot was here earlier. so annoying."

"oh yeah? what'd they say?"

"i don't even remember." he started to fall asleep, but you hurriedly helped him up to the car first. he started sleepily muttering things to you as you buckled him in. "y'know you're the damn prettiest.. and the sweetest thing i've known.."

compared to how he was normally, he just wouldn't stop talking. not like you minded though, it was really feeding your ego to have him call you things like the most beautiful girl in the world.

as you helped him to bed, helping him change out of the clothes he'd wore in the bar first, you were cut off by him pulling you into bed beside him, caging you in his arms as he put his head on top of yours.

"stay." is all he said before he knocked out. but you did stay, not like you could've ran away from the tightened arms around you anyways.

tags. @k0z3me @darhinadadragon @maddietries @exoticrasin @lavendarstarz @hisonlyobsession @i-the-fluffo @cookielovesbook-akie @frosted-flakes @irenne-stans

[givemeureyes]

day 1 without ao3: i have gone through all 5 stages of grief multiple times and have invented a 6th. i will not disclose what the 6th stage of grief is.

[pisscreant]

had a vivid dream where there was a "play as Kim" mod and I was super excited

after like 2 mins gameplay Harry just turned around looking scandalised and was like "Ohgod... It's me, Kim. *I'm* Grandpa Piss!"

he refused to elaborate even after I savescummed and exhausted all dialogue options

then a notification flashed like "THOUGHT GAINED: GRANDPA PISS" and I went to the thought cabinet screen. all it said was "What the fuck does he mean by that."

[yuwuta]

friends with benefits with nanami wouldn’t work because he would think you deserve better. you think your arrangement is going well, kento has never complained before, and you’re certainly more than satisfied in bed. he’s handsome, strong, kind, generous with aftercare, and really fucking good with his mouth, so there are no complaints on your end. which is why it’s such a surprise to you when kento confesses that he doesn’t like the way he’s been treating you, and no matter how much you insist that it’s fine, and reassure him that he treats you more than well enough, he refuses. 

“but kento, i’m okay with this,” you attempt to convince him that hooking up is enough—he doesn’t need to feel like he has to do more for you, “you’re good to me, and not just in bed. please don’t feel like you owe me more.” 

“you deserve something proper,” he’s adamant, shaking his head, “you deserve more than convenient sex.” 

“but what if this is all i want?” you can’t help but to tease him. he looks awfully cute with his arms crossed, respectful refusal written all over his face, “i think eating me out on a weekly basis is quite enough, it would just be greedy for me to ask for more, don’t you think?” 

your jokes don’t amuse him, but his expression keeps you giggling. still, nanami sighs, and grumbles, “you should want more. it’s not greedy.”

“kento, if i didn’t know any better, i’d think you’re telling me to raise my standards.”

he blinks, cheeks pink with irritation and eyes hollow with tiredness. you push every single one of his buttons and he doesn’t know why, but he would never stop you. maybe that’s where this impeding guilt is coming from—kento likes you, and he doesn’t enjoy feeling like he’s using you, even if you get to use him in return. he doesn’t want your relationship to be transactional, and he doesn’t like that you think such a relationship is okay. 

because, guilt aside, kento knows he wants more of you; he wants all of you. and even if you don’t want him back, he thinks you should know that you’re worth having all of, and nothing less. 

“maybe i am,” he settles, “you are worth more than an occasional hookup. you should be treated better than this, and i am sorry that i have let it go on for this long.”

“this is ridiculous—you’re nothing but good to me! and i like having sex with you. if you don’t want to have sex with me anymore, that’s fine, but—”

“i didn’t say that,” he interrupts. 

“so… you do wanna keep sleeping with me?” 

“yes. but we should go on a date before we continue.” 

“but what if our date is terrible. do we still get to have post-first date sex?” 

he shakes his head, stepping closer to you and holding your forearms before leaning down to kiss your forehead, “i don’t put out on the first date.”

you scoff, taking a half-step closer, snaking your arms around his torso, and grinning up at him, “what a prude.”

at that he smiles, before bending his neck to indulge you in one last kiss. “i’ll pick you up at seven.” 

[malinaa]

if i think about the hunger games in peeta's perspective i WILL start sobbing