#Could listen to that all day

[spiderh0rse]

The scenes where Saga is able to profile Alan are fascinating. Everyone else has been somewhat subdued, more direct with their thoughts, but they still sound like themselves. Alan speaks a monotone of chopped-up prose. He sounds dead.

[razzafrazzle]

i will NEVER forgive the internet for how they were to mabel. apologize to her NAOW!!!!

[image description: a drawing of mabel from gravity falls where she is skipping and winking with a large smile on her face. she is wearing a white sweater with the trans flag on it. end id]

[ayo-edebiri]

Andrew Garfield

On connecting through grief in We Live In Time (Yahoo Entertainment)

[doesephs]

neil and kevin in smart suits fuck nora’s fuckarse fits, commission that got cancelled

[bacchuschucklefuck]

we let the ocean drown out our voices/enjoying the bitterness/in the chaotic light, I close my eyes and see

[atomicfoxx]

Literally I’ve never been attracted to Channing Tatum until I saw him as Remy LeBeau/Gambit. And when I tell you I NEED HIM 😩😭💚

[benevolenterrancy]

May your hardened heart be woken By the soft and distant song Of all you left here unspoken All the shards we keep stepping on - Take this body home Take this body home Call the wind, and let her know Take this life outgrown Take this broken soul Call the stars, call them all And take it high, take it far, take it home

[aquanutart]

[buckysbarnes]

Joe Keery | NME interview

[moonsnqil]

Kevin watching Jean ask Jeremy if he's okay, watching Jean offer to hold Laila's bag so she can fix her shoe, watching Jean hand Cat a granola bar before a game because she looked a little unsteady. He's not jealous, he had his time by Jean's side. Maybe it's grief. Grief for something that was never so innocent, never so untouched by cruel hands, something that could've been better if they were anyone else. Grief for something that's long passed and can never be fixed to be made better than before. He had his time at the receiving end of Jean's concerned glances. Maybe he's just a little sad that when he's at an away game, he no longer buys post cards for a friend. Maybe he just misses this person who used to always be by his side but they both knows it's better this way. Jean is happy, it's not with Kevin, and that's okay.

[byemambo]

POND PONLAWIT AS HILL

Fourever You (2024) | 1.03

[thresholdbb]

what's the threshold theory

There was a post about how Tom is the only crew member who isn't really affected by the Borg, and there's a theory that he has so much luck because he saw the past and the future when he crossed the transwarp threshold. He saw the past and the future, all of time and space. There's some subconscious part of him that remembers that experience. In fact, Tom refused to play a part in Chakotay indulging Annorax's temporal incursions, probably because a part of him knew nothing good could come of it.

If we extend that same theory to Janeway, some of her wild luck with time travel and other crack plans starts to make sense. She doesn't verbally hate time travel until after the events of Threshold, since it happens in Time and Again without complaint. Janeway has an uncanny knack for time travel, as evidenced every time she deals with it. She hates time travel, but it might be because part of her knows exactly how to manipulate the timeline. She manages to avoid the "inevitable" temporal explosion in Future's End, saving both Voyager and Braxton. She resets the entire timeline in Year of Hell, and no one else followed her reasoning. She pulled it off flawlessly. In Relativity, she senses the incidents are all related, despite it being just one reading that connects them. By the time she's involved, she has a temporal incursion factor of .0036 and a time travel protocol named after her, even if that may just be Braxton's personal grudge. Then there's Endgame, where she intentionally changes the timeline. Up until this point, she has been dragged into time travel, but for the first time, she jumps in on purpose. How does Admiral Janeway know how to get them home sooner in a way that completely avoids the Temporal Integrity Commission? It's because she has seen all of time, and part of her knows exactly what needs to happen so she can get Voyager home and do it in a way that becomes baked into the prime timeline. Maybe she doesn't consciously remember what happened during her transformation, but the experience lives in her mind somewhere, guiding her decisions.

[wordsinhaled]

thinking about how death of the endless almost certainly knows by now that edwin payne and charles rowland run from her hand in hand each time she comes for a departing soul they've helped, and maybe she even lets them get a head start.

thinking about how both of them are so deserving of the peace her kind word and friendly face bring, but they are too terrified she'll separate them to ever receive the actual gift she could offer.

thinking about how it might just fix something in them both to just... sit in the office with death of the endless while she has a cuppa, or eats an apple, and tells her terrible corny jokes; and maybe it helps them realize that nothing would dare to ever part them in the afterlife or beyond— least of all death herself.

[waterymoss]

The raw emotion in this line…Katie Leung is simply spectacular 🤌 what a talent.

[wigglesdtuff]

idk

[whirlybirbs]

True form All Might maybe?

TOSHINORI YAGI's voice is like melted butter; warm and rich. It's decadent and it spills across your skin as his mouth ghosts up the line of your throat.

The bedroom is dark, but you don't need to see him to know that he's lost his hold on sensibility. It's the cadence of his voice, the stutter-step of his hips, the desperate feel of his hands around your face.

"God, baby, I love you," he babbles, his long, lean torso pressed against yours as he fucks you slow and steady and thorough into the mattress, "You're so perfect, you're so beautiful — Sh-Shit! I fucking l-love you—"

His heavy cock draws in and out of you languidly, the feeling hiking your pleasure up a notch as he buries a bruising kiss against your lips; his large, calloused hands hold your face close to his.

"You're s-so perfect," he's muttering roughly, the heat of the words scorching your skin as he kisses your neck. He's fucking you a little rougher now, his thrusts a bit harsher, his hold a bit less tender, "Y-You take me so well, don't you? You like it, f-fuck, when I get a little rough? When I can't control myself?"

You do. God, you do. In the heat of it all, in the darkness, you nod feebly as a gasp is wrung out of you — the pad of his thumb dances in a rough circle across your clit as his pace increases. It makes you drag him down for a rough kiss, one that makes you tug on his bangs and earns you a throaty hum. He pulls away long enough to grit out a shaky moan.

He's close. You're closer.

It's delicious.

In the dark, it's just him and his voice. It's just a tenderness that bleeds into desperation, it's just a need that makes you both dissolve into bitten kisses and rough hands.

His voice, though, is still so damn warm.

"What's it like", he gasps into your mouth, "To know you make All Might lose control?"

He gets his answer:

You cum.

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