#I'm smiling as I write this

[respectthepetty]

Regardless if this was intentional for this reason, I think it's smart to have Qian play with lighter after having learned about San Pang and Lili since he is a former smoker because, to me, he is thinking about how nice a cigarette would be to calm his nerves.

Also, I liked several moments about the Lili and San Pang reveal like that Qian saw very visible and physical markers of Lili and San Pang's relationship because it's a nice comparison to the soft touches that Yuan gives Qian (and that he shrugs off).

Hickeys are slightly aggressive compared to the passive domesticity that Yuan and Qian exhibit by cooking for each other and laying in bed. Hickeys cannot be denied unlike all those other forms of intimacy. They are obvious. They mark the flesh.

I appreciated that Lili did NOT want San Pang to admit their relationship.

And that San Pang didn't look Qian in the eye when he said it, which is the first time San Pang hasn't looked directly at Qian.

But Lili can look Qian in the eye because SHE went after San Pang first. SHE initiated this relationship. Lili states that San Pang protected her, that San Pang has been there for her, and she likes him, which sounds familiar.

Finally, even if no one admitted it, Qian figured out that everyone knew but him, and even if they weren't all told directly by Lili or San Pang, they knew.

And that's what Qian states he is actually pissed about - That everyone knew, and he had to find out from this very visible display of physical intimacy.

Yuan knew and approved. Yuan even states that San Pang treats Lili well. So even if Yuan wasn't told, he figured it out.

Once again, everyone knew what was happening but Qian.

Everyone figured it out but Qian until he saw the physical markers of it.

Everyone realized the obvious.

Everyone knew.

But him.

And he didn't.

Until he got an aggressive reminder

Of exactly what everyone knew all along.

Everyone.

God, a cigarette would be nice right about now, huh?

Or a good parallel.

[quadrantadvisor]

Thinking about DP x DC Jason Todd being a revenant again. Here's my scenario. Jason gets called that by some ghost. He's like "what the fuck is that supposed to mean?" He's heard the term before but he doesn't know any actual lore. He googles it. He scrolls past the Leonardo DiCaprio bear movie. He opens the wiki. Sees the words "animated corpse" and gets a chill diwn his spine. He starts reading the first section.

He closes Wikipedia.

That night he has a nightmare that his family buried him, again, this time with precautions. He wakes up in his own grave, full of stones, too heavy to move, to scream.

[inkprilled]

How do you feel about kindness being filmed like they’re performances. Someone hands a homeless person a sandwich, and boom, the cameras rolling. I’m a good person, they say without saying it, but the thing is a sandwich can only last so long, yet you'll be dining on those social media likes all week. Sure,it’s lovely, helping people. But here’s the thing: It’s sad that the world’s become a stage for doing good when you have a camera in your face, or worse in the face of someone struggling to live each day, they are not the supporting actors in your new tiktok. We don’t just help anymore. We sell the moment. Isn't it lovely though getting credit for being decent when your not just doing good. Your doing good for the algorithm.

[blackjackkent]

Can we say my Harper responsibilities to maintain balance start *tomorrow*? Hm... no.

Bonus:

/cc @astreamofstars and @springagainafter, my fellow Jaheira-lovers. <3

[da-janela-lateral]

Getting cuteness aggression from that thing he is so adorable I cannot physically contain myself I want to bake him cookies and cakes and get him nice clothes and toys also he has such round pinchable cheeks. Happy

[eyvahbae]

I might be forgetting smth but i think Snotlout is the only character in all of httyd that breaks the 4th wall

Multiple times

• He smiles at the camera at the end of Quake, Rattle and Roll

• He looks directly in the camera when he refers to Hiccup and Astrids relationship as "Hiccstrid"

• He plays true crime narrator and talks to the camera when they're looking for Chicken

• He makes a reference to his death in the books during Malas trials by saying "what's one little arrow gonna do" (that one's debatable to be fair)

Considering that the twins are usually the ones doing the more meta jokes and they just get given random bits to do in most episodes it i do wonder why only Snotlout ever breaks the 4th wall

[tooies]

i think probably the reason i like the idea of like a girl secretly being a dragon but still trying to just have a life in society and be normal is because it's kinda a transfem narrative of the whole like everyone thinks you're a terrifying monster but you just want to be a girl. and the other reason is due to i'm otherkin

[arminsumi]

guyz... if i wrote actual romance books outside of fanfic... would u... would u read em...

[spelled-like-pajamas]

Something I don't think I've ever seen someone talk about with TF2 (though there probably is someone) is a small detail in the Expiration Date video (which came out in June of 2014, for context that's important later). For context, here's the clip in question:

Did you catch something small? When Scout stands up and says he'll do the date without Spy's help, Spy does something he rarely ever does, something absolutely tiny, but that speaks volumes.

He smiles. A genuine, non-snarky smile.

If you were to watch this when it first came out, and notice this detail, I'd not make any sense, really. Why would he be smiling, when Scout is arguing with him, telling him that he's wrong, basically saying he just wasted his supposed final hours on this world teaching him something he's not going to use?

But then, in January of 2017, nearly 2 and half years later, and (okay spoilers but this has been around for like more than 7, nearly 8 years since posting) it is all but directly shouted from the heavens that Spy is Scout's father. And all of a sudden, this small detail, Spy's smile, takes on a whole new meaning.

As Scout's father, Spy is proud of him.

Even though for what has been presumed to be the finals days of their life, even though Spy has taken ever opportunity to belittle him, to tell him he is a failure and this won't work, that he won't get Pauling (which he probably won't regardless since she is, much like the Spy-Scout relationship, pretty much confirmed to be a lesbian), Scout stands up to him. He stands his ground for something he wants to at least try to do.

And Spy smiles because he is proud of his son for learning one of the best lessons he could ever teach him: stand up for yourself when you believe in something and really want it. He never got to teach him so many things with how he never got to be involved in his raising because of his job, but over the course of 3 days they have, he gets to teach him so much, and leaves him with the most important advice without even saying it.

And it helps to explain a good bit more. It explains why the only reason he interrupts isn't to talk back or put him in his place, but remind him that he's got a date to get to, and his smile only fades when Scout just flat out insults him, like he ruined their father-son bonding moment. It explains why he's so attentive, watching him attempt to start the date, and why when he seems him next, instead of telling him something snarky or rude, or telling him to fight better, he reminds him there is someone he needs to make an apology to, and try to give him the space to take care of that admits the chaos.

Spy can't show it, but he is proud of his son.

Anywho, happy 100th post (took me long enough). Hope to be more active on here, and post more things, and maybe even show off some cool things I make. But to everyone who has been a part of this, from the voice overs on YouTube that first intrigued me to check this place out, to the few but wonderful mutuals I'm so lucky to have, to every weird and amazing person that makes this site somewhere we can call home, I thank you!

okay, bye!

[dewwshi]

i read homeland and this is mostly the impression i got

[atissi]

had to watch the new Folding Ideas video twice, read all of the comments, watched Lady Emily's video, watch an AVGN video for the first time (sorry i'm gen z), failed to get through Wavelength (1967), read a bunch about Wavelength (1967), and read through a bunch of Twitter comments, but i think i'm finally understanding the artistry in "i don't know james rolfe"

narratively it's dan olson revealing the rorschach test of media analysis, i.e. there was no way for him to critically analyze james rolfe's career without revealing all of his own obsessions and insecurities, just as james rolfe reveals himself through his film and video game reviews. this concept is lampshaded by the highlighting of Wavelength (1967), an extremely minimal and obtuse film that engages with the idea of inattention — meaning that bored or negative responses to the work are still responses to the theme. which is cool.

and it's cool that criticisms of dan olson's video include people upset that he hyper-focused on specific elements of james rolfe's life and not other, arguably more important elements, such as the Monster Madness controversy or james's time in special ed — almost as though the character of dan olson is cherrypicking aspects of james rolfe's life that are the most personally wounding to him. aspects that expose dan's insecurities relating to filmmaking and failed dreams, expressed through the vessel of AVGN.

but meta narratively, the video becomes a rorschach test for the audience — your response to the video reveals your own obsessions and insecurities in how you relate to dan olson. why does someone find the video mean-spirited? why does someone else think the video is self-serving? why do I feel so awkward watching dan attempt a deeper, more abstract creative work?

where does dan olson end and the character of dan olson as a media critic begin? where do you as an audience member end, and YOU begin?

it's projection all the way down

[becca-e-barnes]

Sub Bucky and a breeding kink 💀 dead unlived it's one of my favourite things 😌

This is pretty high up there on my list of dream fantasies 🥵 these are two of my biggest weaknesses, don't even look at me rn

One of life's greatest joys is cuddling with the other person's head resting on your chest so you can play with their hair and rub their shoulders. I love that shit, having someone else's body weight on you is so comforting.

I imagine that's something Bucky would really enjoy too. It's so soft and sweet and tender and getting to feel cared for would really appeal to him.

But that's up until his hands work their way under your top, up over your bare skin so he's able to cup your breasts and bury his face between them while he's getting his hair played with. Life's pleasures don't get much simpler than that.

After a few moments he shifts slightly, tugging the neckline of your shirt out of the way to give himself space to kiss and nip your skin. All of a sudden he's desperate and it's beautiful to watch.

"Please." He whispers between frantic kisses, flicking his tongue over the stiff peak of your nipple before engulfing it with his warm, eager mouth.

"Please, what?" You tease, tugging on his hair just a little for emphasis.

He groans, frustrated by his own lack of coherence, pulling his mouth from your nipple. "Please let me put a baby in you."

That's not what you were expecting but fuck, he makes it sound pretty appealing.

"Bucky-" You begin but he cuts you off, giving your other nipple the same attention as he gave the first. God, that's distracting.

"You'd make. Such. A pretty. Mommy." He whispers, kissing his way down your body until he reaches the bottom seam of your top. From there, he pulls it off, letting it fall to the floor before removing the rest of your clothes.

"You'd look so pretty with a little baby bump." His huge hand rests on your bare tummy, imaging how your body would change.

"I want it, Buck." You mean it too. It doesn't sound like such a bad idea when he's taking his clothes off.

"I know you want it." He groans, rubbing the tip of his dick against your soaked core. "Y-you're so wet."

He presses his hips forward, sliding inside you and you can't explain it but you swear it feels different this time.

"Don't even think about pulling out." You cup his face in your hands, keeping his eyes on you and you almost worry he's going to fuck himself senseless into you. "I want you to make me a mommy. You're going to give me every single drop of cum and when it starts to drip out of me, you're going to fuck it back in."

His head falls onto your shoulder, sobbing a pathetic moan against your already hot skin. The pace of his thrusts matches his need, his hips slamming into yours and when he finally gives in, he cums inside you with your legs clamped around his waist, making sure he couldn't pull out even if he wanted to.

[oldbutchdanielcraig]

it has always driven me so so crazy that allerton waits and waits and waits and waits to take this photo only when lee has ducked his head down and his face is out of view. it's somewhat rare as far as we know that he takes pictures of people at all — he seems to prefer more landscape photography? even this shot is likely meant to focus on the building rather than the people. it feels like a big deal because he's taking a picture of lee here, but he's not really. if anyone else saw it, they wouldn't be able to identify either man. it provides anonymity, plausible deniability. when allerton looks at these photos five years from now, ten, even he can pretend he doesn't know the man in the frame at all

[garnet-cow]

Oneshot Dogday x GN reader

Disclaimer : mental break, cries, blood implied.

You're here

« I would have gone through all of this a hundredth time, for you. »

As words reach his giant ears, his eyes widen bigger than ever. Echoing like a gong in his brain, until it arrives in his pure heart. He must have been dead by now. In heaven. Because how could you ask to fight and risk your life in Hell just for his insignificant life. He wasn’t even human, why would you care for him. His mouth stumbled while he tried to find his words. All those moments where you almost died because of his incapacity to protect you. It has been years since people had been entirely kind to him.

Tears started to come the corner of his eyes when he gasped, your warm hand, not the one from the grapback, your real hand, had touched his cheek. It was reassuring in a way he thought he would never feel again.

« I will come for you, over and over again. I don’t care how, where or when ! »

You let fall the grapback on the floor as you get closer and let your other hand caress his other cheek. That time, it was too much, you had opened a door to his heart and a wave of tears soon came to him. His grave sharp voice collapsing through the room. Meanwhile, he let his head fall on your shoulder. Sobbing uncontrollably on your shirt. He had lost so many friends along the years. For so many times he had thought he would die here, among corpse and putrid blood.

And yet you were here, with him, fallen from the sky to his rescue. Like the angel you were. His nose hidden in your neck as your scent was heaven, even though you hadn’t showered in days, weeks, it was just so comforting. On the other hand, his old vanilla smell was mixed with Blood and dust. He even felt guilty for that. He was just an old mess.

« I’m so sorry. »

He cried a little bit less, whereas minutes pass and he gets dried of tears.

« Don’t… Don’t say that... »

You mumbled hardly, tears reaching you too, at Dogday biggest surprise.

« Don’t say that... »

You repeated, your grasp gets loose as you felt all strength leaves your body. You were traumatized in every way by now, no matter what you would meet on your way, you would end up hurt rather on the outside and inside. Your whole person was destroyed by pain. Your hands let go of his neck, hiding your eyes from his view. Now you were the one crying in front of the giant gentle Dog. For the first time in weeks, you let Dogday see that part of you. His heart ached at the view, you both had fought enemies bigger than yourself.

Alone.

By now everything was different, he wasn’t alone anymore and you weren’t alone anymore.

For seconds he didn’t move at all, upright before you. Until he used all the amount of sweetness he had left in his soul, to put you closer and take you in a sunset hug. Both of your smell mixing together.

Despite everything he thought, there was still a hint of Vanilla hidden in the crook of his neck. It was so different from blood and smoke. Even your nicest dream wouldn’t taste as good as that.

« I’m here. »

[unacknowledgeable]

Imma slide in a free sample but like Serial Killer Reader won't mind a little Isha like gotham kid running around them no? 😉

The kid witness them like unalive a badguy or someone but they're like

THAT'S SO COOL

I just thought about this after I saw that kid in one of Jason's comic and he calls himself BlueHood I'm like look at the lil guy!

We just need a lil kid looking up to our clearly misunderstood and neglected reader to know we don't need the fam for love, We got this lil guy for emotional support!

also LOVE YOUR STUFF!

Hey, how'd you get access to my drafts??

Okay admittedly I've had this ask for a while and was too scared to answer until I had solidified how and when I wanted this character to show up, XD so now I know and I genuinely love this kid, they really hit the reader over the head with morals. 

This kid also helps y/n realize that hey, your mom was pretty fucked up because you would never treat your kid the way she treated you, so thats a crisis you get to deal with now. Yayyy

At first, you’d try to pawn the kid off on Gordon, he’s way better with kids, okay? You sure as hell aren't letting Bruce anywhere near the kid, so that's not an option. But after some back and forth, including a reasonable disdain for cops from the kid, you have reluctantly accepted your new role as guardian. This of course turns into unleashing your full blown older sibling energy that you've been keeping locked up tight sense Jason died.

anyway hopefully I can throw out how exactly you two met soon, we'll see

[varpusvaras]

I really need to go to sleep but I also really need to get this out of my mind

Force Ghost Fox, wandering around the Galaxy. His brothers cannot see him. There aren't left any people who could see him, anymore.

He visits Bail and Breha, too, and sits with them and wishes that he could reach out, that he could tell them that he is right there.

He watches their daughter as well. A cute, tiny little thing. He sits besides her cot at nights and hums at her, even though he knows she cannot hear him. He watches her sleep as he does so, and he wishes that she was his, too.

One night, she awakens, and her little face scrunches up like she's going to cry. Fox shushes her, out of instinct, no matter how little it will be of help-

She stops, and looks up, and Fox swears that she is looking straight at him.

No, no, she cannot be. He is just imagining it.

Then she smiles, and reaches towards Fox.