#I’m not that heartless

[themirepirate]

was reading Sherlock holmes and this popped into my head

[iamwizzzzz]

i’m only good at expressing my feelings when you make it a safe space to do so

[accirax]

hear me out

i think it might be Whit season

[robinsleeping]

She tried…

[titsthedamnseason]

while we’re talking about books from my childhood i want to mention that nobody is writing young adult books on the level that marissa meyer writes young adult books and that remains true today and forever

[asweetersapphic]

y’all do realize that the statements “police brutality is abhorrent and never acceptable” and “i feel bad for caitlyn kiramman arcane in s2” are two statements/thoughts that can coexist, right?

[malrie]

ok this post is very boring to everyone but me idc though. adult annabeth going into architecture I think like many archs she’d love the work but hate the politics and bc she’s specifically going into building development (mt. olympus rebuilds) it MEANS. annoying and insane godly ownership clients..

cuz in building development typically developers hire architectural firms (in this case whatever firm ms chase works for) and the architects then hire consultants to work with like structural civil mechanical electrical plumping etc (and occasionally landscape archs yippeeeee!)

licensed annabeth chase in her mid to late twenties to early thirties might be part of a firm (MAYBE just maybe with a firm of her own) would be a killer project manager and thrive in a management position but since the end all be all word is always ownership (the developers) she’d have the most beef w them but has to follow everything they want bc they’re literally the ones funding everything. I’m just saying tht she’s coming out of the olympus rebuilding simmering w dislike for every minor and major god who wanted their high rises rebuilt LMAO

[devilbimboy]

omg guys!!! aroace culture is when your mom asks you if you love her. She doesn’t ask this a lot but frequently enough to make you question everything. She doesn’t say “I love you”, but instead asks you if YOU love HER. She stares at you, oh god she’s staring, and expects you to say yes.

But you say nothing. You search so hard within yourself to know what love is.

“You don’t love me?” She asks with her heartbreak apparent in her voice.

So you lie and say yes.

But you keep searching in yourself a little more, a little harder. You’ve been staring at the floor for about 15 minutes now but you can’t muster up a good description of what love is.

Is love warm? Is love cold? Is love fluttery? Is love still? Is love everything? Is love nothing?

You don’t know, and you will never know. Maybe, you’re broken. Maybe, you didn’t come out right. Maybe, you aren’t human and instead a heartless monster.

There MUST be something fundamentally wrong with you because everyone else experiences love.

But you.

[an-albino-pinetree]

Dear Red States of America: What the fuck is wrong with you?

[save-the-villainous-cat]

HELLO THERE I LOVE YOU WRITING and I was gonna ask for Human Hero x Vampire Villain but SPICYY (in an universe where Vampires are very sensitive to people biting them) I’ve been thinking about this for a WHILE

Suggestive (spicy)

“So, you always moan in close combat?” The hero leaned against the doorframe with their shoulder lazily and it didn’t take long for their head to follow as well. They would’ve come across as bleary if their smile didn’t reflect their annoying confidence.

“Not necessarily,” the villain answered. They leaned back in their chair as their eyes undressed the hero mercilessly. In twenty-four hours, they’d bore themselves to death in a cell. Better use the time they got.

“Is it some kink or has it gotten something to do with your ridiculously big ego?”

The villain bit back a smirk.

“Certainly got something to do with other ridiculously big…things,” they said. The hero was visiting them for a reason right before they’d get imprisoned. Whether it was for information or torture or humiliation — the villain was here for it. Whenever, all the time.

“You’re filthy.”

“You started it.”

“Touché.” The hero tilted their head a little, as if they liked that the villain wasn’t giving in right away. “You moaned last week. When you pushed me against the wall and annoyed the living shit out of me.”

For some reason, the hero tolerated them, talked with them. The villain had learnt that…humans did everything in their power to avoid them. They knew they could be intimidating at times, especially their eyes which tended to be wide and provoke a deeply unsettling feeling in people. It didn’t help that the villain loved to stare at people, observe them. They supposed it gave them a little bit of an unhinged character.

However, right now, they relaxed and their eyes were half-lidded, nearly closed. Even though the hero didn’t seem bothered by their appearance, this conversation was way too lovely to lose it to some simple mistake.

“That’s correct,” they said, a tad amused.

“I bit you.”

“I’m impressed by your incredible memory. Given your intelligence quotient, I didn’t expect you out of all people to—” Without a warning, the hero tugged at their nemesis’ hair harshly, pulling it back to gain access to their throat which made the villain (involuntarily) take in a sharp breath.

“You moaned,” the hero said. They caressed the villain’s neck with their lips, pressing more against their voice box when they found it. Unwillingly, the villain’s eyes widened as they felt the hero so close to them. It took all of their self-control to keep their instincts at bay. Blood. If the hero’s throat was this close to them…

The hands in their hair grabbed harsher, as if to remind the villain to behave as the hero put more and more pressure into their unholy conquest. Opening their mouth, they finally kissed the villain’s skin, sucking only slightly, teasing them.

“Shit,” the villain cursed. “What the hell are you…?”

They closed their eyes, squeezing eyelids together as they realised what was about to happen. Without waiting, the hero opened their mouth more and more until their teeth scraped against the villain.

“Hey…woah, hey—” the villain managed but everything that followed was lost between moans and whimpers as the hero caught skin and muscle between their teeth and bit down gently. As if that wasn’t enough, they sucked gently and had the audacity to smirk.

It made the villain soft. They melted when desire took over, an instinct, a longing they couldn’t hold back any longer. They felt themselves blushing, felt how their pupils blew up and how they truly didn’t appreciate to be tied to the chair.

“No, please…” Their mind clouded and they imagined the fingers on their jaw moving down, imagined the lips going up. What it would feel like to ruin the hero right here, right now. God, they probably wouldn’t be able to do it. The hero had them in their hand, reducing them to a little puppet they could make jump whenever they pleased.

Slowly, the hero got rougher until it became unbearable to sit still and do nothing when this evil hero squeezed their throat a little too tantalisingly. For good measure — or to torture the villain even more — the hero licked over the bruised spot, leaving more saliva than they should have. Satisfied with the result, they hummed and pressed another kiss to it.

“You’re beautiful,” they said. Their grip in the villain’s hair loosened and both their hands found a way to frame the villain’s face. “Look at me.”

The villain realised they must’ve had slipped back into their insane stare but with the hero guiding them, they felt like it wasn’t that important.

Finally, the hero sat down on their lap, thighs around their hips. Hell, the villain couldn’t concentrate anymore, they already felt fucked out.

“Do you want…information…?” The villain was trying to remember how to breathe, overwhelmed with the sudden wave of pleasure.

“Want to tell you that you’re beautiful.” The hero pressed a soft kiss to their lips. Short. Innocent. It wasn’t enough.

“Please, don’t…”

“You’re beautiful.” The hero kissed them again. “So fucking beautiful.” And again. “My beautiful villain.”

The kisses got more passionate, deeper and desperate. As if the hero was searching for something. Whatever it was, the villain was willing to open themselves to them, be vulnerable and show them the most rotten part of them.

Ready to burn and be burnt. Whatever it was going to be, the villain wanted it, wanted more than that and couldn’t let go of the thought. When the hero’s tongue pushed against theirs, they wanted the hero to break their heart.

And when the hero left, they cursed themselves for thinking that any part of watching the person they loved leave could be tragically romantic.

[luckycheesefoodie321]

Niji was really like, a parting gift for my troublesome brother

But it was the one thing that marked them apart from Sanji for years and now he actively gave him a Raid Suit specifically designed for him. ADULT Sanji too.

Like when was this made??? By who??? When??? How long have they had this raid suit???

Yes maybe they did it to annoy him but they made it in the time they were intending to marry him off as a sacrifice to Big Mom??? What???

Unless it was Reiju, but she never wanted Sanji to return. And Judge disowned him when Sanji left.

So I have to imagine the suit was built at the behest of the 3 Ji’s. they wanted to make Sanji a Raid Suit.

Why? Just to annoy him??? Or a secret wish for him to join them one day??

[sheisntyouspam]

i am TWEAKING BRING BACK MY MAN JEST

YOU COULDVE AT LEAST GAVE HIM A HUMBLE ENDING

JUST CUT HIM OFF LIKE THAT

[fluffyposting]

Hercules circa. Kh2: people always do crazy things when they’re in love.

Smash cut to Riku jumping in front of Sora to protect him from the heartless in Kh3.

[koresflowers]

guys am i going to finish heartless or is heartless going to finish me?

[goldensunset]

The scene is pretty much the same but the wording to me is just so much more volatile. He's not even calling him a freak here, he's calling him a monster, which is something he has never called N before now, not in the games and not in the manga in any translation I've come across. It reads as so much more dehumanizing here and the way he says N is "biting the hand that feeds him" is so interesting to me. N is being disobedient by expressing his love for Ghetsis, that is what gets him marked as being unruly, going against the rules. This Ghetsis isn't just expressing his disdain for being N's father, he's expressing his disdain for N as a whole; N is "disgusting" to him. I prefer this translation rather than the official one just because it feels so much more emotionally charged, it feels so much more hate filled.

aurghghgh……….

[unhealthy-obessions]

Fun fact:Jest knew he was going to die!! <3

Everyone knew that if they went through the door the prophecy might come true. Cath went through to save Mary Ann but she told Jest to stay, so it wouldn’t come to pass. Just in case the sister’s rambling wasn’t just stuff and nonsense.

And yet he followed after her to help her, to keep her safe, to protect her. He knew what would happen and yet he followed afterwards. If he didn’t know, he guessed at it. He knew or had an idea of what would happen when he stepped through the door.

He knowingly died for her before he was ever killed. He really was dead all along.