#MY MAN IS LOOKING GOODDDD

[moonsidesong]

im not like, an "ii critical" or whatever you wanna call it, mostly i just watch new episodes when they come out and feel pretty lukewarm about them, but gotta say its almost comical to me that the newest episode is like "ummmm balloon you should SHOW not TELL..." and then immediately proceeds to explicitly spell out his problems to him verbally. like. alright man sure

[ssongsboo]

save me lollapalooza mingyu

[vynel]

YAAAYYY CANT WAIT TO SEE THEM IN JULYYYY 2023

[spideysbruh]

be with me

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y/n it ain't a fun day at work if im not covered in blood !!!!

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screamyn so excited that she's gonna be in another movie with timothee !! we were all begging for itttt

tchalamet how do you still look so beautiful 😍

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laurieslaurence HIS COMMENTTTT 🥺🥺

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tchalamet Je suis amoureux

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lauriexamy PARENTSSSS

y/n 🥺🥺🥺 I love you

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paulsarrakis I'll translate- 'I am in love'

scrubscrubtimmy CRYINGGG AWWWW

illiteratewonka I need a girlfriend before I kms

@yn tweeted- HAVE YOU GOT A SWEET TOOTH ?!!!??? 🗣🗣🗣

@ynsgirlfriend replied- LMAOOO is that your fave wonka song 🤔

@yn replied to @ynsgirlfriend- it is soo good and catchy but I think i would be deemed a bad girlfriend if i said one without timmy... so no! 'for a moment' is my fave!!!!

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@realchalamet replied- good choice, baby 😊😊🩷🩷🫶🫶🫶

@wonkastim replied to @realchalamet- HELPPP LMAOOO

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y/n handsy man !!!

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tchalamet can you blame me 🙄

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wonkaswhore BROOOOOOO I GASPED OMG

ynsflorals im loving her happy and in love era

addisonraee y/nnnn I love you

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y/n I played your ep for timmy, he's been singing IVE GOT NOTHING ON BUT THE RADIO for days help

tchalamet okay let's not stretch the truth here ... it's been one and a half days

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tchalamet be with me. out june 7th!!!!!!! made another movie with the love of my life. im really proud of this one.

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y/n and I'll watch.

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saysoyn girl you're literally in it too !!

littletimmy the laurie reference 😭😭 I bet she says it all the time to him.

floralyn IT LOOKS SO FUCKING GOODDDD

timmylaurie I CANT WAITTTT

timotheepaul it seems so romantic omg

rachelzegler ILL BE SEATED DAY ONEEE AHHH

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y/n June 7th!!! our second film together, we fell in love during the first one, what will this one bring?

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giddyyn can't wait for the press tour omg

motivatedyn YESSS IVE BEEN WAITING SINCE YALL WERE ANNOUNCED AS THE LEADS

fluorescentyns I wonder if they got cast BECAUSE they're together 🤔🤔

tchalamet why did you get better pics to post than I did 😔

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y/n I like your pics 🫶

blankspaceyn marriage ???🤔🤔🤔

tsgf or a breakup 😁

ynslipgloss okay you're weird.

y/n just posted a story!

caption- June 7th 🤭🤭

@popcrave just tweeted- some newly released behind the scenes photos of @y/n and @realchalamet on the set of their upcoming film 'Be With Me'

@hometoyn replied- in the video it seems like they rly had a lot of fun together 😭🫶🫶🫶🫶

@honeymoonyn replied- THEY ARE SO DAMN CUTE OH MY GODDDD

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@y/n just tweeted- COUPLES QUIZ WITH GQ OUT NOWWWW 🫶🫶🫶

@ynscurtains replied- yall are so cute oh my worddd

@goldenyn replied- the way timothee looks at you 🥺🥺

@leextimothee replied- y/n is so goofy she's perfect for timmy fr

@modernyn replied- i love how both of their personalities rubbed off on each other 🫶

@popcrave just tweeted- Timothée Chalamet and Y/n L/n seen getting close while filling their car up with gas.

@ynsfluffysocks replied- they're so real. I would never stop kissing y/n either no matter what.

@medalliayn replied- "getting close" 💀💀😭😭

@fuxkyn replied- getting close or rounding third??

@celebgossi just tweeted- Y/n L/n and Timothee Chalamet at the 'Be With Me' premiere after party.

@sweettoothyn replied- im gonna just join someone else's relationship fr

@timmyxyn replied- ooo yk they're high asl 💀💀💀

@leemarenss replied- watching the movie tmrw I'm so excitedddd

@fuxkyn replied to @leemarenss- it's not that good tbh, timmy carries

@leemarenss replied to @fuxkyn- yeah... you have a weird one sided aggression towards y/n I ain't gonna trust your opinion 💀💀

@wonkastim replied to @fuxkyn- 100 percent on rotten tomatoes so far... letterboxd avg is so high, you're a hater fr !! he ain't gonna date you sweetie!!!

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tchalamet making this movie with my favorite person ever was the best experience in the world. everybody worked incredibly hard on it and it's now out for you all to see. I hope you'll watch and enjoy.

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y/n !!!!!!!

ynslipgloss IT WAS SO GOODDDDDD you guys are amazing

reguluschal yall are like a younger ryan gosling and eva mendes fr

florencepugh you guys absolutely smashed it!!! love you both🫶🫶🫶😍😍😍

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y/n I LOVE YOU I MISS YOU FLO

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y/n Be With Me out nowwww !!! I hope you enjoy it as much as we loved making it.

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tchalamet my girl is a movie star 🥺🫶🫶🫶

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rachelzegler you are literally amazing. chills, I love you

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ynstan JUST GOT OUT OF THE THEATRE WHY DID YALL DEVOURRRRR

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[muka-rapak]

"Meeting with the Master"

[prettysweetprettysweet]

goodddd louis is such a fucking baddie, the most beautiful incredible delight about the every-man-wants-louis theme is that as a viewer you also feel it intensely 100% as if you are planted firmly in the shoes of all the other sad, sad men who have fallen in battle. embarrassing as hell though i would never. louis you looked so good when you disemboweled the alderman, i would do anything for you, i would kill anyone for you, i would make you a baby mama as many times over as you want, i would be a freak, or super sane and mentally balanced if thats more your thing but i know its not, i really dont mind being one of many if you want to have a multiple husbands type situation, i can make drama out of nothing just say the word, seriously i get it from my mama i can get OBNOXIOUS, louis, my god-

[waterlilyspad]

The Horseman's bride. chapter 1 (part 1) Calm before the storm.

I figured it out :) horary! Happy Dia De Los Muertos btw you guys!

No warnings only wholesome stuff this time.

“Stop it!” You laugh as you push away fromJason, your best friend, “No no! I need to get the perfect shot so stay still!” He laughs as he points the camera to your nose, you pout as he hits record. “You’re a piece of work alright, maybe I should be filming you.” You tease as he zooms out, you kick your sneakers as you walk down the hallway, your heels kicking into the plastic tile of the highschool floor as Jason films from behind. “Well I have to keep going, don’t move too much or else it’s gonna hurt more.” He says in a playful tone as you pause, you turn around and your sneakers squeak on the floor as you face him. “What did you say?” You ask with dread watching him as he holds the camera in front of his face. “You nearly twisted your ankle all the way round, poor thing.” He says as you march up to him something isn’t right. Approaching him you yank the camera from his face, a now headless Jason stares you on. “Now hold still.” He says with two voices overlapping, you stumble back in your dream, the tiles giving out from beneath you as you fall screaming into a dark pit, you're rudely awoken by fear.

 “AHHH!” You scream looking up only to see a man looming over you, flying out of the sheets, your arm swings to punch only to fly at nothing. The person next to you backs up with their hands up in caution. “Ahh…Oh my god, oh my god it didn’t land, It didn’t land!” You say before exclaiming, your head swings to your right as you see the headless rider from earlier now standing next to your bed his hands are up and splayed open as he speaks “Breathe, I’m not going to hurt you.” He assures as you start to feel unwell just looking at his cauterized neck peg. There really is nothing there. Not to mention that jack o lantern from earlier is now missing. He really is something, just the full body of a man without a head.

Your eyes scan him top to bottom, he’s wearing a worn tunic, the long sleeves rolled up and held in place by two pins, his arms littered with scratch marks and scars, he has high waisted brown pants held up by two gold buttons and a leather belt not of this era. Slow your eyes travel from his shoulder to across the room, your environment is warm, the morning light glowing off the old rustic shuttered windows tinted with fog and worn from the centuries, there’s a blend of wood and brick, and everything from the wooden furniture to the appliances like the stove and fireplace all seem small and quaint, it’s a kind of peace that the world has long since lost, and a treasure trove of the old, this is a very old cottage. The place manages to retain heat pretty well and thank goodness it’s usually cold this time of year. Your eyes track around the small house before landing on your sheets, scanning down and noticing the bandages lying on

the bed next to your bandaged foot, it’s been wrapped pretty well however it’s radiating with pain and it dawns on you as you lift the covers, you’ve twisted it pretty badly and the rider was in the midsts of setting your almost sideways facing foot. “Ohhh goodddd ohhh..” You groan looking away, you've always been squeamish when it comes to bodily harm so you're trying your best not to freak out, not to mention the pinnacle of body horror is standing right next to you. Slowly your eyes peep open as you look away from your foot. “W-were you helping me? With my ankle?.” You asked as the rider stayed where he was. “Yes I was, and I swear mam, I’m almost done, this won’t take much longer if you let me work on you.” He replies as you take a moment, looking over his hands, they look calloused and worn, he probably knows what he’s doing. “Okay...but I better not see you doing any funny business, or else.” You warn, even though you’re lying straight through your teeth, you know nothing about self defense, but you probably know how to kick a man in the crotch so maybe there’s some truth to your threat. “You have my word.” He says before walking to the foot of the cot and kneeling down. You refuse to look as he lifts your achilles heel gently, you then begin to hear the sound of wood clacking. “What are you?!” You say looking over as he holds some wooden sticks. “Brace for your ankle, now settle down dear and breathe.” He says as you cover your eyes, your pulse quickens as pressure around your leg grows, he’s tightly wrapping the brace, you breathe in and out with your mouth and nose, it’ll be fine, it’ll be fine, a headless body is just wrapping my very twisted ankle it’s fine it’s it’s fine! “It’s done.” He says standing next to you as you peek from between your fingers, the brace is secured and it isn’t as tight as your mind was telling you, and you give your leg a couple of small movements, not one inch of pain comes to you. Looking up at him you give a weary smile. “Thanks..” You say nervously as he replies “Your welcome.” 

You tap your fingers on the pillow in your lap as the rider cooks you a meal on the stove, as you watch a million questions fly through your head. Where are we? What year is it again? What was all of that from last night? Am I alive or not? You're itching to get some answers, it’s driving you nuts. “So.” You say out loud purposely looking off in the distance to avoid eye contact? Maybe his eyes are invisible. “What’s uh your name?” The rider’s body slightly turns as he lets out a chuckle. “Easy my name is…” He says before going silent, you sit there as he fails to complete the answer. “Is?” You ask as he remains quiet. “Hell…What is my name?” He says lowly as your jaw drops. “How old are you?! All of this I mean; you are from the colonial days or something right?” You ask in surprise “Yes I am, the year was 1775 when I died and-” He explained as you interjected “All that time what that like 200 years is! And you don’t remember your name?!” You exclaim as the rider turns his entire body. “I…Hell I guess not.” He answers as the room goes silent, your face is painted with bemusement, the guy can kill anything and command the demons of the forest, but not remember his own name, okay. “Okay next question, you said you died in 1774 but if the revolution was in 1776 doesn’t that make you the…The guy from the myth?” You ask as he asks “Pardon?” He asks back, “yeah, the headless horseman, you’ve got his ax and everything? You chop people’s heads off if they don’t behave on Halloween or something and disappear in the morning.” You explain as he stands silently. “Would you like me to burn your oatmeal?” He replies, turning back to the stove as you exclaim. “No! Wait, is that what you're making?! Please don’t I love oatmeal!” You beg as he laughs pouring the oatmeal into a bowl on the table. He lifts the wooden tray and brings the dish to you. “Now sit up and try not to spill any of it.” He says lowering the breakfast onto the pillow on your lap, it looks

amazing, apple slices with oatmeal. “Don’t suppose you have any sugar?” You ask as he walks back to the kitchen returning with a jar. “No sugar but I do have honey.” He says as you beam, “I love honey!” You say with enthusiasm opening the lid and spooning the glowing honey into your bowl of warm hot cereal. “Yeah I loved it too.” He says with a sigh as you pause mid bite. “Whah.” You mouth as he laughs, “Right, why would I make food if I can’t eat any of it? Well I make food for my neighbors, it’s how I keep a good rapport with the community ‘round here.” He explains as you eat another spoonful and gulp to ask another question. “That’s sweet, who are your neighbors? Wait no, hold on, am I dead or alive? Where are we? When are we?” You ask as he pulls up a small rickety chair. “Well you see I didn’t wanna tell you until you were finished but yes you're alive but you're also dead.” He explains as you look on with confusion. “Uhm okay? Did that guy get me last night or?” The rider answers almost immediately. “Audrey May you are between life and death, you are neither alive or dead, what you are now is your very soul, last night around sundown I have reason to believe your body was taken possession by a vengeful spirit, I don’t know who they are but I have a few good guesses, that “man” that chased you last night was a wraith who appeared to you as your greatest fear. What matters is that I help you back to health, we get “Married in 3 days on halloween when the barrier between earth and the inbetween open, and I help you back to your body and bring back whatever spirit has hold of you now. You may ask your questions at this time.” He says as you sit completely still trying to process all of that information as oatmeal falls off your spoon and back into the bowl. “Ah…Hold on…So someone else is in my body.” You ask “Yes.” He replies, “Currently they are inhabiting your body, what they could be planning or doing is a complete mystery but rest assured Dullahans like me have one goal.” He explains as you learn. “Yeah and that is?” You ask as he explains “To send wayward spirits to their eternal rest.” He says in a low tone as you gulp, he’s not going to send YOU to rest is he? Well he just said something about getting married so…Now hold on. “Oh my god, wait! What the fuck was this all about?!” You yell flying your hand up to his face, a ring made of crystal gleams on your finger as he sighs. “Yes, if I hadn’t taken claim of you those other creatures would have, that’s why it’s not safe for you anywhere until the day of halloween when we marry, we’ll “Elope” after the ceremony and only then will I join you outside where we’ll find your culprit.” He explains as you give hima look. “Fine I’ll play your game, but don’t think for a second I’m just gonna magically be your cute and quirky fiance, I barely know you or anything that’s going on.” You say as he crosses his large arms. “we are friends here to help-…Well I would say eachother but mostly me. So again no funny business, do we have a deal?” You say as you hold out your right hand. “Yes, we have a deal.” He laughs, extending his right hand to shake yours. As the two of you shake your eyes, catch something fluttering through the wooden beams on the ceiling. “Oh god what’s that?!” You ask about sinking into the bed.

[sanjisprincesswifey]

2,3, and 23 for the ask game with zoro and torao? 💖

2. favorite canon thing about this character?

i got about a million answers for law tbh, but i love that he is, canonically, a LOSER. i love loser men lol. also i love that he has a weakness for things that are cute, like he’s so bad at pretending he’s scary when he rants about his comic books and can’t resist a big, fluffy polar bear. 

for zoro, i enjoy how he always treats girls with a softness that men don’t receive. we see it countless times when he helps nami or robin or hiyori in wano and i looove that. like, yassss my gentle himbo !!!!!

3. least favorite canon thing about this character?

i hate that law is quite literally the most traumatized he could possibly be. like bro is fucked up and i hate seeing him suffer !!! 

i dislike how serious they made zoro post timeskip, like i understand why it happened, but i miss his laugh and smile pre timeskip 😫

23. favorite picture of this character?

any picture of law in the white tank and blue feathered coat !! he looks so fking goodddd & any picture of zoro from film z because that man looks so delish in glasses

send me a question and a character!

[lostbbygorl]

ur girl just watched the little mermaid remake and idc what anyone says it snapped and it was an actually good remake after god knows how long (around 7 years i believe since cinderella was also a good remake that snapped and it came out around 2015-16 ish i think).

Halle Bailey is an undoubted STAR okay and im glad this movie has gotten her more attention and success CUZ ITS DESERVED girlie sang like rent is due girlie sang like the landlord of her sea cave was giving her a hard time and she didnt have enough pearls to pay the bills and rent was DUE. I loved her acting considering the fact that she just debuted her eyes are so pretty she's so pretty her facial expressions were on point the whole movie and she's a true princess and she deserves all the flowers and more.

Jonah Hauer King just might be my new celebrity crush HAVE YALL SEEN THAT MAN hes a PRINCE PEOPLE THATS A PRINCE! THATS A BONAFIDE PRINCE i was skeptical when i intially saw him and BOY DID HE PROVE ME WRONG hes a bit different from cartoon eric, but hes not any less dreamy and if we keep casting him in lead romance roles he just might be the biggest romance actor of the gen.

The underwater animation was a joy to watch and the mermaid tails were so creative it wasnt corny or too fake looking it was fun, colorful, very natural but also very whimsical, it was perfect, i dare say. THE MUSICAL DEPARTMENT SMOKED SUMN GOODDDD LIKE DAAANGGG DISNEY WHAT DID YALL GIVE EM TO SMOKE OR DID YALL LOCK THEY FAMILY UP IN A GULAG CUZ HONEEEEYYYY THE INSTRUMENTALS THE REPRISES THIS VERSION OF UNDER THE SEA

It was romantic, dramatic, it was a solid mermaid movie and hans christian andersen is prolly rolling in his grave. Peace.

[cephalotyrant]

Hii *invades ur inbox with an army of one aka me*

Do you think Azul and Riddle would have any conflicts due to suffering love languages? Actually, do you think they even have different love languages?

Idk there's just something about it to me raghhh

Azul is usually the more affectionate one. He's the one initiating kisses and displaying verbal affection bc Riddle didn't even receive affection from his mother on top of his lack of friends T_T

And Riddle probably would want to try and show affection through helping someone with their studied but he rarely if ever gets the opportunity to do that with Azul, can't take Azul out on dates bc Azul makes more than him (Riddle's wealthier by family name but I refuse to believe his mom doesn't financially abuse him just look at her)

And they're both so busy so that pretty much eliminates quality timee T_T

At the same time though, let's face it, Riddle is way more kind at heart than Azul, and Azul is veryyy insecure and is shown to also be quite irritable and short-tempered behind the gentlemanly facade

And in book 6 he's also so petty and is ultimately just completely fucking incapable of just communicating his feelings (SHOCKER: NIGHT RAVEN STUDENT IS EMOTIONALLY CONSTIPATED 😱😱😱) until he blows up at Riddle who had no clue how his actions were affecting Azul so I feel lile Azul would absolutely be that one mf where you ask thwm : "what's wrong?" And they're like "no... I'm fine..." (They were not in fact fine)

But anyways I feel like I'm talking about the angst too much for someone who loves fluffy shit more than anything T_T

Imagine Azul struggling with something for once and Riddle helping him (read: forcing him to accept a spare workbook Riddle had) and Azul is just constantly trying to repay him and Riddle's like "bitch you're my boyfriend????"

Thus concludes my invasion, I will sadly have to retreat for now 😞 will gladly invade again if I witness an opportunity so watch your back (inbox) :3

I don't remember receiving this... OK OK but. I love angst goodddd I love angst so so so much it fuels me. I constantly think about Riddle failing to escape his mother's expectations and becoming a shell of himself at some dead-end hospital jo--💥

I actually did cover this in like. One paragraph in PaP. I think Azul would have insecure bouts where he asks "What do you want from this relationship?" but of course. Riddle has no expectations on accout of having very little experience with healthy relationships... he doesn't know how to respond. So he says "I want you." but it's not the soft "ahahah you're perfect as you areee I love you <3" it's "I constantly want you under my vigilance where I can see you and bask in your presence at the very least." romantic if you're a blind man bordering concerning GET TO THERAPY, YOUNG MAN.

Azul is definitely clingy, but Riddle would discover he is, too. It's weird, but he likes it... Azul is warm, maybe I should hug him more? But also, something I sometimes want to write is the days where so much as saying a word or so much as brushing shoulder feels like sandpaper against their flesh, the very idea repulsive and their only desire is to-- who knows? curl up on the floor? Which leads to the other internally panicking and yearning and just not getting it. Azul might just pettily give Riddle the could shoulder after seeing him recoil from his touch because why? aren't they boyfriends? is he suddenly ashamed of being with Azul? Is that it?

Woops. Okay back to love languages! Azul... god. Physical touch, primarily. Maybe gift giving and acts of service (at a discount) On Riddle's behalf, definitely quality time. Physical touch depending on the day. Riddle's room is debabtbly the best room out of all the housewarden's because it has a freaking COUCH. Azul abuses the perks of the bed with curtains and the couch. Bam. Quality time (working on separate things/studying without even saying a word to each other... that's just parallel play bruh.)

Words of affirmation is tricky... because yes, Azul is used to using flattery, but it's normally empty and to gain favor. So its effect, even if well intentioned...

I never thought about the financial aspect... Azul definitely has spending money, while Riddle wouldn't probably have to draft a wholeass essay with bullet points on why he's pulling money from his account. Would he even tell his mother he's dating a boy from school for months? Or bite his tongue and buy his time to tell her in person instead of in the impersonal form of a letter, even though it makes him feel guilty, so wrong. But he fears the consequences-- he doesn't want to be separated from the people he cares about again, after all.

I still think they'd have a moment to themselves one day while they're studying and Azul suddenly goes. "They used to say I was a whiny brat after I tried to tell a teacher what they did to me." like HUH.? Sudden Azul lore???

[henrychengtual]

eternally js so fucking good wdym that wasn't the title track ;((( i love cysm she's my baby but like. eternally captures the whole album so perfectly

YES MY GOD the melody changes.... the music video.... the high notes.... everything hit so goodddd !!!! but also cysm mv is everything to me which we probably wouldnt have gotten if it wasnt the title track

eternity in general is such a good album man. back when tubatu released songs with bridges that were more than 3 minutes long.. minisode 3 i am looking at you

[fluffallamaful]

Oh Sam and Quackity would DEFINITELY get more openly playful with Dream once they’re both on the same page :) Cuddle piles become a regular occurrence when they’re alone, and so do tickle piles. Sam usually acts as part of the mattress to lay the prisoner against while Quackity does the actual tickling, but he’ll sometimes get some spots while Quackity gets others, or he’ll hold Dream’s hands and squeeze them while Quackity presses kisses (or, when he’s feeling a bit meaner, nibbles and raspberries) into his tummy, or he’ll even switch things up and have Dream cling to Quackity like a koala while the duck hybrid reciprocates the hug to hold him still — a position that leaves Dream’s legs fully splayed out and vulnerable for Sam to mess with.

Both of them spend these sessions cooing at him, too, bantering back and forth about what shade of red they’re making him (“That’s cherry, not scarlet!”), who can do a better job (“I make him laugh harder than you!” “You always make him cry!”), what sorts of things they’d like to do to him (“I wanna kiss his tummy next. Look how it’s all quivery and shy!” “Really? You don’t want to knuckle his ribs? Look at them, they’re practically begging for it!”) and — of course — how cute he is (“Man, I wish you’d smile like this all the time.”)

Dream has no idea how to feel about this change considering that it coincides with talk about upcoming torture techniques. He doesn’t like the fact that any physical touch nowadays is enough to make him melt immediately: he was starved of it for so long, and now it’s always so gentle he can’t help but move to soak in it. Or more accurately, he doesn’t like that he likes it, because he knows that it’s going to be taken away sooner or later. (At least Quackity and Sam haven’t noticed yet, he thinks.)

:((((( nawwwww dweamieee. i see you’re touching on the idea of dream not being too fond of his new vulnerabilities 🙌🏼 an absolute favourite theme of mjne :D

im gonna post your other ask about eating habits here in case some people don’t want to read about food (tw // eating + body image changes below the ��🥐🥐🥐”

(but also cute discussion below first 😁)

🦙🦙🦙…

there would be so many things that would change dream in ways that would cause him to think of himself as weaker. like apart from the very obvious lack in strength, stamina and agility (which he’d experience in sam’s wrestling + cuddle sessions), but also the fact that he’s touch starved, craving human affection,, and would have lost most of his muscle mass. he’d barely recognise himself in the mirror. and i feel would constantly forget that he’s not as fit as he once was

but omg i am so heckin thrilled to hear that he gets good baths and diets 😭 and my goodddd it’s so cool that tickly cuddle piles kinda combine two major vulnerability things that he’d experience into one (adorable appearance + melting into affection)

🥐🥐🥐…

🥐🥐🥐…

i feel cdream is emotionally sound enough to be able to accept himself for losing weight in prison,, and would be able to logically understand why he’d be craving touch. but that doesn’t mean that he’d be any happier about it all,, and it certainly doesn’t mean that he’s going to attempt to move on from his ‘weak phase’ as soon as he can. it also would probably not have been ‘part of the plan’ to reach such a state post-prison, that he can’t even exercise his way up to full strength. and in fact instead ends up just looking even more weak and vulnerable

i love the idea of quackity and sam cooing over him in a cuddle pile,, and just gently trying to help him accept that the changes he’s undergoing are good. the kisses on his most insecure spots 🥺 because yes,, how frustrating it would be for him that by gaining weight and losing his frail appearance, he ends up looking more squishy and adorable instead…

and yes this one always kills me,, another one of dream’s perceived weakness is that when getting all these compliments, coos and tickles,, is that he can’t help but melt into it :(( like even though he’d understand why he’d be logically enjoying the tickly cuddle sessions,, it wouldn’t mean that he wouldn’t despise how weak it makes him him feel. like he can’t help but melt into the tickles and coos. he can’t help his blush. he can’t help but fluster when sam and quackity tell him he’s cute. he despises the lack of control and yet simultaneously craves the escape and reassurance :((

it kinda links back to the time skip ahead that you were talking about,, where dream tries to claim that sam was just treating him like a little stress toy or something,, like trying to play it off that he hated it. and yet despite everything he hates missing it even more. it was nice, he just struggles to come to terms with it.

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[connorsui]

THIS MAN IS THE PERSONIFICATION OF CRACK TO ME ✨️🩷 ANYTHING HE DOES OR SAYS AND IM DIVING MY HEAD STRAIGHT TO THIS TABLE SNORTING IT ALL CUZ MY GOODDDD!?!?!

He does not have this much business to be walking out looking like my potential husband ...like gladiator or nah ..I would be giving this man every favor of mine so he stays living 💅🏻

First look at Pedro Pascal in Gladiator 2

[mara-xx217]

Eek! I've recently been getting into Fear&Hunger and my goodddd did I sit there and read all your works for it after finishing the gammeee😭😭 Out here getting rid of MY hunger.

I saw that your requests where open so I wanted to pop in and ask for anything, really just involving Trortur being the nasty little creep he is. He's probably one of my favorite characters from the first game. I don't exactly want to say tooo much as I'm a bit nervous, but anything you come up with, even if short, will guaranteed drive me insane. I just can't get enough of this game... Feel free to ignore or respond asking for any details if you can't figure anything out, Lord knows I don't need more fuel for my addiction lol

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Omg are we the same person? Cause he's my favourite ugly, nasty little creep from the first game too 😂😭

I've been wanting to write more of him too so this is for you, Anon~

Warnings: Referenced Noncon, Graphic Description, Blood and Bodily Fluids, Torture, Sadism, Dead Dove, Genital Trauma

Groggy, dazed, you wince as a dull, throbbing pain pounded in one of your temples and deep within your core. Pulling on your wrists, you find yourself unable to move.

Unable to move…? 

You force your eyes open, hissing and choking on your pain as a single harsh, flickering light burns your eyes and causes your pupils to constrict harshly. The rest of the chamber was entombed in darkness so thick you couldn't make out any opposing walls. Again you tug on your wrists, and again you are unable to so much as pull your elbows down past your ears. Your hands were bound tightly above your head, just as your feet were pulled tightly south of you, until your joints ached in protest. There was a crusty, drying slickness in between your thighs that simply made you sick. A paradoxically hot yet cold stinging sensation rose to the roots of your leg hair, sweat pouring from your body as the pain swiftly morphed from dull and drowsy to fever hot and agonizing. Panicked breaths escaped your lips, the creak of wood and moist rope echoing as you tremble and strain against your bindings. 

“Aha… Wake, are you?” 

Fear seized in your chest. The voice was slurred, not at all soft spoken but also not stated clearly, as though measures were taken to remain quiet. A small, misshapen man was hunched over near the table where the lone candle flickered, the realization that he was already standing to his full height only dawning on you as he turned to face you, face obscured by shadows though it did nothing to mute his horrifically malformed features that forced a twisted look of disgusted terror to flash across your face. 

“W-What did you d-do to me…?” Your memory was hazy, a blur of darkness and shifting stone and a burn that made you want to vomit. The ugly little man stepped close enough to you that you could make out some of his features, and you gasp in horror when you see how bloated his head looked, even in the poor light. 

“M-Me? Nothing… N-Nothing yet.” He patted you on the stomach, his clammy, calloused palm sticking to your numb skin. You realize in horror that you were completely in the nude. 

“W-What are you doing?! Don’t touch me, you bastard! LET ME GO-!” Tensing your body leads to a horrible ache pulsating in between your legs, traveling all the way up to the back of your throat in waves. You hear the slurping of saliva and a soft giggle, almost childlike in how pure and terrible it was. 

“‘L-Let you go’...? Now, why would I do that?” The miscreant stroked your belly, your skin crawling and that pounding pain in your gut suddenly becoming agonizing as your heart rate skyrocketed. 

“I-It was difficult dragging you all the way h-here… The g-guards always take them scho deep inshide…” His giggle turns into gurgling laughter, like he was privy to information that was being withheld from you. 

“W-Why…? H-HMM-! What have you done to me… Why…? …what are you doing-?” Your voice was weak as the little man hobbled away from you. His hand lingered on your abdomen for a moment longer, his fingers tickling your skin as he pulled away. 

“S-Shuch a perky little shubject… Most aren’t so l-lucky after fasching the affections of the g-guards…” He purred as he approached the candle-lit table. The clattering of metal on wood, metal against metal has you reeling and squirming, along with his flippantly spoken words spoken in a teasing tone. 

‘The affection of the guards’...? W-What was he-? 

Panic caused your vision to narrow and your throat to squeeze shut. The small man hummed to himself as he picked something up, turning to face you as he held it behind his back. Your eyes were wild with terror, pain thumping inside of you in rhythm with some kind of phantom assaulter.  Your legs were spread eagle, a wet, airy puff escaping from your bowels as the man placed a hand on your knee. 

“Y-You don’t realize it, h-how lucky you are to be on thiss shide of things…” He looked at you almost lovingly, eyes hungry with jealousy as he picked at your skin with a long, broken nail. 

“To be on the r-receiving end again, to t-transhition from ‘the White’ to ‘the Tortured’ to ‘the Torturer’...” Even in your current state, you recognized that title. “The White’... Trortur the White! This cretin was once a valiant knight?! No… No, that’s not-

“D-Don’t huuurt me anymore… P-Please… help me, gods…” You whine, tears and snot streaming down your face as the underside of your rear and legs become slick with bodily fluids. Your eyes widened with terror as Trortur’s hand slipped in between your thighs, touching a part of you that felt foreign, unrecognizable. 

“Sweet child… Upon entering thish terrible d-dungeon, you enshured that pain is your new God.” Trortur held up his fingers, revealing a mixture of blood, semen and fecal matter rubbing in between his digits and dripping down from them in thick, gooey clumps. Your face wore a mask of confusion, revulsion twisting in your core as all remaining strength evaporated from your limbs. 

“N-Now… Pain might be your God, but I am the extension of her will…” Trortur brought the object hiding behind his back in front of him, a bulbous, heinous looking thing that made your bladder and bowels loosen with fear. He slid it between your thighs, eliciting a panicked groan from deep within your chest as you began to hyperventilate. 

“W-What are you- S-Stop… STOP-!” Your voice cracked with terror as you felt cold, unyielding metal touch your nethers. Something was terribly wrong. You were… You are-! 

“S-Sssshh… Now, I would h-have preferred to h-have you unshpoiled, but gifts so rarely come to us in the d-dungeon…” Fiery pain shoots up from your perineum. Your anus was slick and soft, providing no resistance against the device that the torturer pressed into you. A broad, blunt head spreads you open, and you whimper from the contrast in temperature and the stinging sensation that washed over the area. 

“D-DON’T-! DON’T-!!! FUCKING STOP IT!!!” You screamed as an audible, wet POP filled the air. Your body shifts, bile surging up your esophagus and exploding from your nostrils and from between your clenched teeth. Trortur doesn’t stop, instead giggling gleefully as he fully inserts the device into your ruined anus. 

“H-How shweet, the schreams of an uninitiated…” Trortur purred as he grinned wickedly down at your convulsing form. He grasps the contraptions handle, covered in various bodily fluids as he finds a protruding knob and begins to twist it.

CRRRUNNNCH!!!

“URK-! N-NO! NOOOO!!!” 

It was now apparent that the walls of your anus were stretched and saggy, as though you had been previously penetrated by something with a great girth. The device was small enough to enter you unimpeded, though with a pressure that made your toes curl in disgust. The loud cranking was followed by the widening of the bell-shaped head that was inserted inside of you. It was subtle and slow, but more than enough to elicit a response of terror in you as pain exploded in your pulverized walls. 

CRRRUNNNCH!!! 

“STOP-!!! STOOOOP IT!!! STOOOOOP-!!!” 

CRRRUNNNCH!!!

CRRRUNNNCH!!! 

The space inside of your anus was quickly overtaken by the ballooning device. It was widening, stretching your already destroyed orifice further past its ruined limits. More blood and feces leaks out of you, intermingling with the evidence of the guards’ fun time with you. Trortur hummed as he took in the stench of filth and violation, feeling a phantom twitch of pleasure in his missing loins as the implement became slippery from your refuse. 

“How f-far will it go…?~ Which will s-sstop firsst? B-Break f-firsst? You are s-sho well broken in, little s-shweeting~” Trortur purred as your arms and legs tried to flail. Your joints popped and strained in place, gags and chokes spewing from your mouth and nose… The shape of your body was breaking, tearing at the seams and pouring out from within you. Not just the shape of you was changing, but your contents. Your soul was leaking out from your dirtiest orifice, with Trortur as its only witness. 

He was like a child again, a name day present splayed out in front of him in all their naked, defiled glory. Trortur was unable to crank the device any further, its sails fully unfurrowed and your anus and perineum torn and stretched until the cavity within had grown. One could look within you if he cocked his head to the side and craned his neck in between your dirtied thighs. Dark, vacant… Trortur wondered if your hole would try to shrink back to its previously mutilated size, or if it would remain stretched, wide and waiting for something to fill its vacancy… 

“A p-perfect little toy… J-Just for m-meee…~” He cooed as he pulled the implement away, its maw still open wide and tearing you open further. To his utter glee, you remained broken, an open, weeping mess that quivered and leaked as it sought something to replace what was lost. A trembling gasp left your lips, your teeth chattering as your eyes had long since rolled into the back of your head and your mind fleeing your torment. 

“A n-new kindred spirit, perhapsh… One just like me…~” Trortur hummed as he stroked your stomach with his filth covered fingers, dipping them low towards your pubic region. You don’t respond, but you don’t have to. Your body tells him all he needs to know, and that you were experiencing things that were beyond your comprehension.

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Author’s note: There is no historical evidence to suggest the ‘pear of anguish’, or otherwise known ‘choke pear’ or ‘mouth pear’ were ever used as torture implements at all, let alone in the 1500s. This is not historically accurate, merely an interesting exploration of such an implement and a character that would not only use it liberally but also conceptualize it if otherwise not created by said character within the confines of his in-game universe.

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[calbeloved]

going through my gallery and seeing myself in longer hair..... it was awful and horrible but MAN did i look GOODDDD

[jils-things]

HALLO JIL SORRY TO ALWAYS BARGE IN AT UNEXPECTED TIMES I JUST LIKEY TALKING TO YOU!!!!!

I'm playing PMEX and I got enough tickets to unlock spring Buggy's (I CALL HIM BUGGY AS A NICKNAME I LOAF HIM SO MUCH) 6☆ EX form bUT THE GAME IS MAKING ME JUMP THROUGH HOOPS TO UNLOCK HIM WHY DO I NEED CHAMPION SPIRITS GIVE ME MY TRANSGENDER COLOURED HUSBUG

I have 5000 gems that I've bought from a pack and I'm debating on using them just to get more tickets to exchange for Champion Spirits IM DESPERATE MAN I NEED HIM WAILS AND SOBS

THE 🏳️‍⚧️ MAN IS HOME 💥💥💥 absolutely winning tonight chat ‼️‼️‼️‼️ he's all yours now and its absolutely worth the cash lets goooo!!!!!!! buggy is home fr with the togepipi 😤😤 they both look sooo goodddd ‼️‼️‼️