#If I missed any let me know

[ladymalchav]

Evan 'Buck' Buckley giving his beau Tommy an 'I Almost Died Here' tour of LA.

'I choked on a bread stick in this restaurant. My date had to give me an emergency tracheotomy'

'Almost died in the middle of this intersection with a firetruck on top of me'

'Thanks for coming to Bobby and Athena's house party with me! This is the exact corner of the yard where I started coughing up blood and collapsed'

'Almost drowned during the tsunami at the Santa Monica pier'

'Got struck by lightning over there. Literally died that time, but I got better'

and Tommy is just, like, glad he got out of the 118 when he did

[severussnapemylove]

Fanfic Masterlist!

Student Severus Snape x Reader

Sort of a series.

Walk through hell with you Severus comforts reader after a nightmare

Whenever you need me Reader comes from a bad home situation and goes to find Severus at Hogwarts during break.

Feels like home You and Severus rest the night after leaving Hogwarts

Severus Snape x Reader

Protective Sirius Black gets a taste of blunt Karma

Ever Our Lives Entwined - Series

Rose Evans OFC

Chapter 1 - The Letter

Chapter 2 - You're my kid

General fic

Missing Scene - The Goblet of Fire

[likethexan]

what are the famous cases of gods saving their loved ones from rape?

Well I think the most famous case is Ares killing Halirrhothius, Poseidon's son, for the assault on his daughter Alcippe. There's also Apollo and/or Artemis killing the giant Tityos for their mother Leto, Heracles with the aid of Zeus killing Porphyrion when he tried to violate Hera on the battlefield, and in one version Zeus killing Eurymedon for Hera who assaulted her when she was young and before they were married. (Zeus also kills Iasion in a version where Iasion and Demeter's relationship was not consensual and in one version kills Tityos for his former lover Leto)

Athena and Artemis also have cases of protecting their favorite maidens from rape by metamorphosis: Athena transformed Nyctimene into her owl familiar, the daughter of Coroneus into a crow after being pursued by Poseidon, and by Artemis Arethusa was turned into a holy spring after being chased by the river god Alpheios. There's also Britomartis who straight up was immortalized by Artemis after being pursued by King Minos and the fisherman Andromedes.

[percabethshipper26]

I made this playlist for all the songs that I can remember being trends on the Marauders side of TikTok

[review-anon]

Please don't tag DRTA posts with "Danganronpa", it goes against guidelines for that fangan

Oh sorry about that I've fixed the tags to remedy it.

[charkyzombicorn]

Can we get more information on the events that lead to yasopp eating his dad please? Like how yasopp was almost sold and such?

Yasopp was born and raised in the west by his mom, his dad dipping in and out of the picture. He was living in a small community of Selkies on and around a large sandbar. Maybe 25 Selkies, a very large number for them, but they felt safe since they were so out-of-the-way and had been at that sand bar for a few generations.

Yasoll, son of Yarin, (Yasopp abandoned this naming convention for Usopp because he didn't want his kid associated with That Man) didn't like living the semi-nomadic lifestyle this community carried, but he couldn't stay on land regularly enough to hold a job, so he stole a bit and started gambling, thinking he could get away with it since no one would suspect he wasn't human. He was going to stop once he could afford a nice houseboat, but that never happened and he just kept leaving piles of debt on island after island until he messed with the wrong loan sharks. They hired a Fishman to track him, pulling a boat behind him carrying several humans. What do you know, the loan sharks follow Yasoll right back to the sandbar.

The Fishman rebels at the last minute, helps Yasopp, his mother and the four other children as well as one parent each. He gets them away, but tries to go back to save a few more selkies and gets shot.

Yasoll gets captured, is the only one that sees the kids escape. He uses him knowing this information as an excuse for them not to kill him, they lock him in a room with the other dead and flayed selkies and tell him he's not allowed to come out unless he leads them to those selkie children. Yasoll lasts three days before he breaks.

Yasoll leads them to the group on the agreement he is allowed to escape. The loan sharks don't honor this, they lock Yasoll back up the second they see the sleeping children in the distance. In the struggle, two selkie children are killed as well as Yasopp's mother. Yasopp gets captured with two other kids, and is thrown in a cage with Yasoll at Yasoll's pleading.

Yasoll explains what he did as if he's expecting Yasopp to pity him. Yasopp punches him with his little eleven-year-old fist, and then stays as far from Yasoll as he can in the cage.

But no one is being fed, not since Yasoll was no longer useful. Yasopp watches the two kids in the cage next to him starve and fall sick before dying, left in their cage unbothered by their captors no matter how loud Yasopp screams.

Yasopp realizes that he is next. He's already far too thin, and he doesn't want to die here.

It is Yasoll's fault. Yasoll, who's starving just as he is, but will take longer to die since he's an adult. Yasopp will not die before his father.

So he strangles him. Yasoll flails, but Yasopp feels nothing but the strain of his fingers as he squeezes and squeezes even after Yasoll stopped moving.

He considered, vaguely, eating the two children in the cage next to him. But they were rotting now, he couldn't afford to get sick. So he picked at his father, slowly at first, then faster as his stomach regained feeling and cried for more.

The traders came in some time after, their eyes not adjusted to the dark. They carried the cage next to Yasopp's out, and cursed the second the cage touched the light. Next Yasopp's cage, and Yasopp forgot how bright the world was, and they must have only glanced at Yasoll's still form, because they opened the cage a second later.

He looked up at his captors, his face and hands sticky, and they startled. One puked, another grabbed him by the shirt and threw him off the side of the ship.

Yasopp hit the water like it was solid stone, but a second later the ocean's cold embrace wrapped around him, and he swam. Swam until he couldn't see the boat behind him anymore, swam until his hands and face were clean and no one would find him.

Then he got swept up and upside-down waterfall and thrown into an unfamiliar ocean.

[fantarules677]

There are a bunch of different salutes in MD and i think every single one fits how I feel about her death

Doll killed and consumed countless innocent drones in pursuit of her goal, only to be killed and eaten herself just short of achieving it.

Poetic

[limitedseries]

What month is it? Don't you mean "quarter"?

Severance— Season 2, Episode 3: "Who Is Alive?" (2025)

[pyrotechnicdarts]

decepticon high command + favorite earth animals

[en-stbc]

how ive been feeling the past couple of days. i have no shame

[tiniest-hands-in-all-the-land]

Carry me home

[zombiefishmonster]

my birthday is in 6 days. here's my plan: watch all the phineas and ferb birthday episodes. there's so many.

im gonna start with either candaces birthday or lindas (linda's makes me cry because of candaces song, so i might skip, but who knows) next is doofs birthday, then isabellas' birthday, then phineas's (his is my favorite), and finally pnf into the 2nd dimension because it starts with perry's birthday.

[thylacinetears]

UPDATED GEMINITAY RESUME

I've seem a couple people remark on how crazy IRL Gem's lore/accomplishments are. She just dumped a whole bunch of new information in the latest stream (link here) so I thought I'd make an updated list of IRL GeminiTay lore:

Degree in marine biology

Degree in medical lab technology

Was a figure skater

Did a course in coaching figure skating

Worked at a Goodwill food bank

Worked in a museum as an archivist assistant

Worked as a tour guide

Worked at a gift shop

Can play piano

And of course, Minecraft Youtuber with 1.8 million subscribers on her main channel, and 100k subscribers on her second channel.

Someone needs to study why all the Hermits have such crazy and impressive lives outside of MCYT lmao

[etruski]

Krem week day 2 — Euphoria / Expression

I wanted to capture the euphoria he might have experienced while secretly serving in the Tevinter army. Simultaneously, this could represent the true freedom of expression he may have felt among The Chargers for the first time.

This dialogue between Bull and Cole also comes to mind:

Cole: You and Krem say words that hurt, but they aren't real, The Iron Bull.

Iron Bull: Yes. We give each other grief. It's a soldier thing. Doesn't mean anything.

Cole: It means friendship. And that you're soldiers. Krem likes it, it makes him proud.

[chidorrrita]

・❥・I'm your puppet

You bring up the idea of L using you to distress. He agrees. Absolute filth follows.

: ̗̀➛ l lawliet x gn!reader

: ̗̀➛ cw: smut (pretty obvious), heavy degradation, slight praise, breeding, slapping, slight cum eating, being called pretty little thing and slut, reader is a freak for L

: ̗̀➛ wc: 1000+

: ̗̀➛ a/n: two posts in a week, who would have guessed. anyways please enjoy the degenerate activities here. 

L positions you in the way he wants, pulls you up by your throat, long fingers curling around constricting your breaths, until your body is pressed against his, as his hips snap against the fat of your ass causing a “pap pap” sound to echo throughout your room. 

He’s relentless in his search for pleasure, paying you no mind, as his hand begins to squeeze your throat, the other snakes its way to seize your hip in a bruising grip, and hot pants and low grunts escape his chapped lips as they brush against your ear. Your mind turns to mush, no longer able to distinguish pain and pleasure as it creates a sinful mix tricking you into begging for more. All that comes out is a series of babbles, drool dripping down onto your chest, and L smugly laughs at your pathetic self. Too drunk off this moment to say or do anything as he bends you over, forcing your head into a pillow, to hit that sweet spongy spot inside. You let out a scream of delight as if he understood your pleads, and in return clench around his cock deliciously. He lets out another grunt, deep from within his chest, and smacks your ass letting the sting linger before smacking it again with just as much force. It sends your body jolting forward, too much for your broken mind to handle, and you try to squirm from his grasp, but he drags you back to where you belong. Taking his cock like you were made for this, made to be ruined by him. 

Muffled mewls and a feeble excuse of thrusting yourself back on his dick makes his mind lose focus. Normally crippled by the weight of his cases, L kneels taller now, filled with thoughts of fucking you full. He pulls out, just kissing your hole with his flushed tip, until ramming himself back in, setting a brutal pace on your body. You couldn’t be more delighted. 

It was your idea to help him distress. A method, other than eating a concerning amount of sweets, to relax him. 

You picked at the threads on your sweater as you watched him reach for another stack of macarons after downing two boxes. His fingers danced across his keyboard, quickly typing out a report in some language you can’t discern, before he spots you shyly inching over. 

L stuffs a strawberry macaron in his mouth before asking “woul’ ‘o’ ‘ike o’e” offering you a vanilla one. 

“No it’s okay” you say trying to hide a chuckle bubbling its way out. “I was actually wondering how your job is going.”

He continues to violently chew, “ ‘qui’e ‘ell,” he swallows thickly, “why do you ask?”

“Well,” you peer down to your socks, rubbing your toes against the carpet, “I was just worried if you were stressed. You’ve eaten almost three boxes of those.”

“Sugar keeps the brain awake,” he states matter-of-factly as he goes to grab another one.

Your hand stops his, holding it in place, and he looks up to you slightly confused with his bottom lip tucked in between his teeth. He’s trying to read you.

“Maybe you should rest a while. Let your brain reset, you know?” His gaze shifts to his laptop. The report is nearly finished, and it has been weeks since he could sleep for more than an hour. He can never fully rest on a job like he can when he’s with you. His mind is plagued by images of known friends and nameless faces calling him, but you keep them at bay. Perhaps resting will do him some good. 

His voice softens to barely a whisper, “that would be good,” until he corrects himself “then I can continue working.”

“I’ll help you distress.”

L starts to get ready for bed, gingerly changing into his pj’s which really only consists of taking off his pants, and begins to slip into bed until he notices your apprehensive self still standing at the doorway. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh. Nothing, nothing,” but you still remain at the door.

His eyes squint in suspicion, letting silence question you instead of him. You quickly relent. “I mean… Well I feel bad now.”

More silence.

You sigh, frustrated at the fact your will power breaks so easily for him. “I was going to ask if you wanted to have sex to distress, but then you were actually going to sleep and now-”

“I would very much like to have sex with you.” 

“-I feel like an asshole- wait what?”

“I said I would like to have sex.”

The air in the room turns thick with the smell of sweat and sex cut by your pornagraphic moans, and L’s harsh pants, and the sound of his heavy balls hitting your ass. 

The position he has you in makes him hit even deeper than you could imagine, leaving you incapable of moving let alone thinking, but no need to think. A pretty little thing like you doesn’t need to think when you have L as your lover. He knows what you need is to be a good little slut and take his cum.

Your hoarse voice says “‘is too much. Can’t take it.” between moans, legs shaking underneath L’s thighs.

He accentuates each word with a thrust. “Yes.” “You.” “Can.” forcing the bed frame to hit the wall. 

He bends over your hunched frame, lips leaving sloppy wet kisses against your neck until he reaches your neck and he whispers “be good for me,” and you cum.

Stars dance around the corner of your vision as a soundless scream escapes you, and your hole tightens around L’s cock making him hiss. He drops to his elbows, succumbing to only shallow thrusts until it’s all too much and he cums filling your hole and pushing it back in with his cock. He stays until he softens and falls out, and his eyes fall on your thighs. His cum is smeared across your inner thighs, dripping down between your ass and on to the bed. He scoops it back up and pushes it in, not wanting to waste a single drop, and you moan at the intrusion. 

He takes his cum covered fingers to your parted lips, already familiar with routine, and you wrap them around his fingers, tongue swirling to get every last bit. You release them with a ‘pop,’ eyes waiting patiently for your reward, and he obliges, kissing you deeply, tasting himself on your tongue. 

He gets up to get a towel and begins to get you cleaned up, kissing each bruise he left, and massaging your sore limbs. 

“You did so well for me.”

“Would you say you’re sufficiently relaxed?”

“Yes, very relaxed. Thank you.”

He kisses your head, and tucks you into bed smiling to himself. How he ever got you to be his lover, he will never know, but he is forever grateful you are.