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I'm just going to leave this here.
#Epic The Musical#The Wisdom Saga#Jorge Rivera Herrans#Disney Mufasa#Disney Snow White#Lion King Live Action#Snow White Live Action#I'm not really invested at Disney movies anymore#They're just cash grabs#On the contrary Epic has heart and soul#The whole team put their hearts into it#And yeah there's a bit of money involved#But this work is really inspired by the muses themselves#Also it's hilarious that all of these trailers came on the same day#Was this intentional by Mr. Jalapeño?#Who will win? A multimillion dollar movie corporation or a Concept Musical made by an independent Corporation?
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-pov: zhongli "graciously" gifted you a windchime for "good fortune" that you put in your window-
Venti, from outside the window: ...windblume, what is that?
S/O: it's a windchime.
Venti: why would you put up a windchime???
S/O: for good luck? It's supposed to keep out mischievous spirits.
Venti: *overly enthusiastic* wow i wouldn't have known!
S/O: yeah? Well, zhongli gave it to me and explained-
Venti: i LITERALLY cannot enter the house!
S/O: ...
Venti: ...
S/O: *laughing* oh, now i know why zhongli gave it to me. YOU'RE a wind SPIRIT.
Venti: *whiny* thats not funny, please let me in.
#//on the contrary. Its hilarious.#i'm eating gilbird#genshin impact#genshin incorrect quotes#genshin venti#genshin barbatos#genshin shitpost#venti x reader#venti the bard#genshin headcanons
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A thing I did not have on my bingo card about Tumblr’s implementation of mature content warnings was how firmly they would cement for me something that I kinda already knew, namely the hilarious dark irony that one of my more reliable triggers is. Trigger warnings. Like it’s not typically day-ruining or unmanageable, but I see a “mature content” label on a piece of art with a super tame and stylized and non-gory depiction of blood and BOY does a stupid little danger alarm start blaring insistently in my brain. Funniest possible example of competing access needs
#this is not an anti-content-warning post i just sincerely do find it hilarious#just. of ALL the things!!!#@ my brain i do know why you’re like this but also WHY are u like this. contrary little fucker.#(I do find tumblr’s particular implementation of labels p stupid but it is what it is and it’s not a hill i care to die on)#on warnings#my posts
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i love how insane people are about brent spiner .like hes really for the weird girls (gender neutral)
#you people are all crazy .love you tho#ill scroll past the most average picture of this man n half the reblogs are people fainting and frothing at the mouth#its hilarious n i have a field day everytime i see that kinda shit#NOT TO SAY I DISAGREE .ON THE CONTRARY#i cannot be normal about that old man#brent spiner#brent j spiner
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#Rambles Into The Void#sorry this is just REALLY funny to me#it's so contrary to meta knight's vibes it's hilarious
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the only reason id ever want stsg to be canon is definitely not because i like suguru and its not even because i particularly like satoru, but because people getting mad would be so fucking funny
#i have such an extreme desire to be contrary so seeing people beat their heads in because their fav blue eyed 'womanizer' is gay#would be hilarious#aricouldyounot
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like did he forget the years and years and years of public q&as. this is so funny. i’m literally not mad hello
#reverse supernatural. instead of a team of writers convincing you destiel isn’t gay with overwhelming evidence to the contrary#it’s one writer trying to convinvce you he was gonna make azcrow gay the whole time despite overwhelming evidence otherwise#like it’s. again i’m literally not mad i just thunk it’s hilarious#text#my post#mobi#gomens#gomens tv
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imagine how drastically different spending a day with barton could be as his friend though... like, it's literally a coin flip between him doing something illegal but perhaps objectively kind of funny in a 'wtf is happening?' way, to him doing just completely morally bankrupt. and for the first thing, i'm talking about barton stealing all of the candles of a certain scent from a store because he liked it and because 'they're already making enough money.' or, for the latter, barton not telling your muse anything about how everything they're doing that day is to prepare for him to MURDER someone. which then all of a sudden comes to a climax when he kills them like that is a totally okay to do (and this is sarcasm, OFC jsjsj) while he genuinely thinks he looks like this to your muse afterward when he just committed a damn atrocity:
#OF MONSTERS AND MEN: musings.#ooc post.#yeah i... idk what this is y'all but i swear to god he either has the most gremlin-like energy or decides to go postal around the right-#people if that makes any sense. like obviously stealing candles from a multi-million corporation is minor in comparison to literally-#murdering someone BUT it still isn't good JSJSJ and by the 'right people' i mean those who already know who he is / are aware-#of his 'dollmaker' persona because at the end of the day he isn't trying to get arrested despite how contrary to the fact this all-#may seem AHHH. also i'm sorry for using that picture y'all but i just... i still find it kind of funny in a bad way NGL BAHAHAH#and of course i'm not trying to make light out of him being a bad person. he is just SO ridiculous that he would think he looks like-#that little guy looking up innocently at your muse ☠️ anyhow though are you all tired of me making these crack-y posts yet / j#NAH i kiddd but yeah. i promise i'll post some more serious stuff on here soon but this just popped up in my head and i had to-#get it out of my system mostly due to the image of him just stuffing a bunch of candles in a backpack is hilarious to me
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mr slade my friend asked me to offer you some free cheese he got as a gift. will you accept it
“…”
He appears genuinely taken off guard, or at least as much as he can appear to be anything with not even one eye fully visible. He blinks, and for a moment it’s a toss-up between his being either offended or bemused.
“An interesting gesture. But I think I’ll decline.”
#on the contrary. it’s just begun. (;in character)#(This is hilarious and could not possibly be any more different in tone than the current thread that is occuring. - Mun)#(*occuring alongside this. Damnable uneditable tag system. - Mun)#verse; slade
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the fun thing about having a Jewish brother is that now tumblr is convinced that I am Jewish by proxy, and it has completely drowned out the pagan stuff I was originally getting. Assigned Jewish By Tumblr.
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I dislike the idea that if you block someone you give up the right to talk about them forever. I blocked the aphobes of yore ages ago and yet I still talk about how their aphobia hurt me. I don’t think I’m doing anything wrong because blocking them did not, in fact, undo every cruel thing they said
#tbh I don’t really care anymore#I haven’t forgiven them and I never will because forgiveness means nothing to me#and contrary to what everyone says it would not actually benefit me in any way#but it started as hilarious then went to deeply upsetting but now we’re back at hilarious#like what must go through your brain before deciding to call a stranger ‘a waste of everyone’s time’#once again I repeat you are welcome to simply not look at my blog#block me even#I hate to tell you this (not that this person will see it) but you are actually wasting your own time
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Several weeks ago, my retirement-age mother requested that I play Baldur’s Gate 3 for her because she has trouble with controllers/keyboards and wanted “to see what all the fuss is about with that cute wizard boy.” For context, my mother and I have done this sort of thing in the past with certain RPGs (dragon age, mass effect, etc.), but it’s been a few years since she’s personally requested a game like this. Basically, I control her Tav but let her make all the choices so she can determine how the story plays out without worrying about mechanics. She treats it like a choose-your-own-adventure book.
Anyway, here is a list of some of the things my mother has said and/or chosen to do throughout the course of BG3 in no particular order:
She is (obviously) romancing Gale. She is quite smitten with him and his passion for books and learning; she also thinks he’s polite and qualifies as “relationship material.” She also REALLY likes the things he’s said about his cat so far (my mom is a cat lady), so I know she’s gonna flip shit when we meet Tara in Act III.
She’s playing a normal druid Tav with a generally good alignment. Her favorite spell is Spike Growth because she thinks it’s hilarious whenever enemies walk into the AOE and die. I usually end up having to cast it at least once per battle per her request. Sometimes twice.
Contrary to her alignment, my mother tasks me with robbing every single chest, crate, barrel, and burlap sack we come across; this also includes people and their pockets. The party is always at max carrying capacity. ALWAYS. She doesn’t like selling things because “what if I need them.” The camp stash is in literal shambles. There is no hope of organizing it. She’s got like fifty seven sets of rags and a billion pieces of random silverware.
She MUST talk to every animal and corpse in the game. I think five hours of her total playtime so far (47ish) has been spent speaking to animals as many times as humanly possible. Like, I was thorough in my own playthroughs, but this is on a whole other level.
She did NOT get Volo’s lobotomy, but she did let Auntie Ethel take her eye in hopes of a cure for the tadpole. I did not understand the logic then. I still do not understand it now.
She is far more interested in fashion than equipment stats. Do you have any idea how much gold I’ve had to spend on dyes just to make things match? SO much. Same vibe as that “please someone help me balance my finances my family is starving” tweet but instead of candles it’s thirty thousand fucking bottles of black and furnace red dye.
We broke the prisoners out of Moonrise, but they got on the boat too early and bugged the fight by leaving Astarion and Karlach behind. Wulbren Bongle somehow got stuck in combat mode even after engaging the cutscene on the docks below Last Light; he he kept trying to run ALL THE WAY BACK TO MOONRISE nine fucking meters at a time while I frantically tried to finish the fight with the Warden, otherwise Wulbren would have run straight into the shadow curse. (I would’ve let him go; fuck Wulbren Bongle, all my homies hate Wulbren Bongle. But my mom didn’t know that, and she wanted to keep him safe. So.)
She had me reload a save like eighteen times to save the giant eagles on top of Rosymorn Monastery. Wouldn’t even let me do non-lethal damage just to get past things. I think getting that warhammer for the dawnmaster puzzle took us like an hour and a half alone. (Yes, I know you can use any warhammer, but SHE didn’t.)
She’s started keeping an irl notebook to keep track of her quests between play sessions. She writes down ideas and strategies when she thinks of them during the week, then brings them to her next game session at my house. I think she wrote about three pages on possible approaches to the goblin fortress alone.
She insists that I pet Scratch and the owlbear cub before every single long rest, no exceptions. Sometimes I have to do it multiple times until she is absolutely sure that the animals know exactly how much she loves and cherishes them. She has also commissioned a crocheted owlbear plush from a friend of hers and is very excited.
I’m sure there’s a bunch of stuff I’m forgetting, but those are some fun things I thought of. She’s enjoying the game and is telling all of her retired friends to get it and play it for themselves. She asked me “what is Discord” yesterday and I think my life flashed before my eyes.
anyway shout out to my mom for being neat
Part 2 — Part 3 — Part 4 — Part 5
#bg3#baldur's gate 3#gale#gale of waterdeep#astarion#gale dekarios#laq talks#I talk#she stares at me real hard after she makes a choice too#like squinting to see if my expression gives anything away#if it was a good or bad call#I keep my face blank as shit it’s hilarious#I have not told her I’m writing fanfic for this game#nor will I ever#jesus christ
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ACOLYTE SPOILERS
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I really loved this part of the show because it was so fascinating to see how the Jedi relate to these other Force groups. I think they pointed out that the Jedi have no jurisdiction over either the planet or the people, yet they intruded anyway. The witches clearly didn't want them there, yet the Jedi chose to manipulate them by making it about what the children wanted and offering a "choice" - one which the witches were forced to accept both out of fear for the power of the Jedi, and because they truly wanted their kids to be happy.
I'm sure in most cases, the Jedi pick up kids from parents who can't handle them and who voluntarily give the kids up for their own good. But I like seeing that their methodology (at least at this point in history, for this specific case) is imperfect and oppressive. The witches were already Force sensitive and they were perfectly capable of raising their kids. But the Jedi clearly believe that the Order is the only real and true option, and they trespassed to impose that belief, violating the autonomy of the witches.
The Jedi aren't perfect, and they're not right all the time, and their methods can be deeply, deeply flawed. Bad, even. They're not saints to everyone, all the time.
And I just think that's super interesting to see.
showing the jedi define what’s right by what’s legal was pretty bold! there’s no real difference between the witches training children and the jedi training children, besides the jedi having the law + manpower on their side. and we know this, and we also know the jedi have the best of intentions when taking osha in. sol promises osha she’ll never have to feel the pain of losing family again, and he means it! but she never would’ve lost her family if the jedi hadn’t trespassed. it’s all so knotty. this will probably be the show’s lasting controversy, but it’s 1000x more interesting than the jedi being in the right all the time
#Jedi#Star Wars#'the Jedi don't steal children' AND YET#they sure did lol!!!#don't mind me i just think the contrariness to what the Super Jedi Fans like to believe about the Jedi is GREAT actually#hilarious#I'm eating popcorn about it#it's absolutely believable that the Jedi would have problems with other Force groups and other practices#i do not believe that they got along with everybody or view these other groups as equally valid#and that gives them personality#commentary#acolyte
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so i know i always say that rafe is strictly a girl dad. well, he is. but sometimes i like to humour myself with the universe where he’s the father to the sweetest little boy ever.
the universe would be ironic like that. rafe foolishly knocked you up when he was 22 — the boy still having alot to learn. he was still walking around with that pistol tucked into his waistband, fighting pogues, mouthing off and going on coke rants. you had been terrified, wondering what kind of a father rafe was going to be — even when he promised time and time again, “i’m — i’m getting my shit together alright? i can, hey — we can do this? okay?” with sweat gathered at his hairline and tears in his eyes. thus, when the universe decided to play the hilarious prank which was having the doctor tell you ‘its a boy!’, your first thought was ‘shit.’
because he was bound to be just like rafe, right?
you had seemingly prophetic visions, a spoiled little brat — just like his father was, thundering around in a brightly coloured ralph lauren polo from the baby range, demanding the teet when he saw fit. a girl would have been fine — you’d seen wheezie grow up around rafe and turn out totally fine (aside from the likely trauma.) but a boy? what did rafe cameron know about raising a boy? was your son next up to become a drug slinging, pogue hating, maniac? (with no offence to rafe of course, you were unfortunately very much in love with him but contrary to popular belief that did not disrupt your common sense.)
rafe was over the moon about you being pregnant with a boy too, which did little to comfort you.
the anxiety subsided the second that baby was out of you, his sticky, slimy little body placed onto your chest with rafe crowding your space — his bravado dropped for a second to reveal a childlike awe. his own baby. you could tell it was only now that things became very real for rafe. his eyes well up, covering his shaky grin with an even shakier hand, saying stuff like “shit, oh uh nah i probably shouldn’t cuss infront of the baby anymore right? yeah… my god, you did it baby. brought me my boy. should be so god damn proud.” he croons as his hands dig affectionately into your sore shoulders, smearing a kiss to your sweaty temple. “ahh, aha — what the hell kinda man am i cryin’ at this huh? shit.” he sniffles as he wipes his eyes but you’re not listening. you’re staring at your perfect boy.
he grows into something perfectly reminiscent of both you and rafe’s features, all whilst smushed into the cutest baby you’ve ever seen. you were aware every parent said that about their child, but no — you were certain. he was pampers commercial level cute. ‘top ten cutest babies’ buzzfeed article level cute. sarah would often hold him to her chest and something would be healed as she’d whisper “i can’t believe you came from my brother.” into his wispy hair. he was a true blessing.
with big doe eyes that took up half his face and an appearance that somehow replicated a baby lamb that had been turned into a human on the basis of a magical spell — you had long forgotten about your worries regarding having a boy.
a few years down the line and not much has changed. your baby boy is three years old, chubby fists clutching his empty plastic lightening mcqueen plate as he toddles out onto the porch where rafe sits spread out opposite barry, sipping on a can of beer in the early evening. your son is distracted by a decorative plant, and the two men pay him no mind as they continue talk.
“but — but that’s the thing, right, barry? i dont do that shit anymore and… and i sure as hell am not looking to start again.”
“man i get that rafe you a father now, all serious and shit but think about the money. you thinkin’ with your husband head and not with your cameron head. your daddy was a piece of shit but he had that business mindset that you gotta adopt, bro.”
rafe’s expression flattens, finishing his can before leaning forward onto his elbows. “well uh, newsflash — i don’t wanna be anything like my dad. now if we’re done here…” rafes attention is caught by the mini him waddling into view, holding his plate infront of him.
“more please?” comes the sweetest voice in the world, blinking up at the man he viewed as his entire universe, much like you at times.
“finished your icecream already huh? where’s your mom?” he cranes round, but doesn’t bother searching much further when he hears the padding of your footsteps.
“aye buddy, you know we was just talkin’ about you.” barry leans forward with a smarmy grin and your son gets shy, lifting his shoulders practically to his ears and looking down, glueing himself to rafes leg.
“conversations done, actually.” rafe reminds him, lifting the boy to sit on his hip as he hoists himself to stand. as he does so, you appear in the doorway to the patio— sundress clad belly swollen with another baby.
“rafe could you bring him in? it’s too hot out there for him without his hat.” you furrow your eyebrows, deciding to ignore barry’s presence all together, which of course doesn’t stop him from conversing.
“shit, i ain’t seen you in a while mama. he got you again? you two stay busy, huh?” rafes oldest ‘friend’ chuckles, gold tooth glinting in the sun light, and like your only child — you shy away, sending rafe a parting glance that said ‘just hurry up and rid of him.’
rafe adjusts the baby boy on his hip, now staring down at barry.
“talk to my girl again n’i’ll bring out the old me alright, you don’t want that. go do somethin’ barry, i don’t care what it is just get off my goddamn property yeah?” rafe drawls tiredly, crushing the can in his hand and dropping it carelessly into the wastebin beside barry before heading inside, your son turning to stare sweetly at the dark haired man over his dads shoulder, offering a sticky, wide fingered salute in parting.
atleast rafe was still his usual charming self, son or not.
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me, every time I’m tagged in something: oh, that’s nice of them, but I don’t think I want to do that
me, every time I’m not tagged in something: oh :( that looks fun
#it's hilarious because#if someone doesn't respond to something I tag them in I'm like 'oh they don't want to be tagged'#but when it's me I'm like 'they know I'm grateful to have been included even if I don't do it ^_^'#lol#this isn't p/a this is just me being amused by my own contrariness#honestly I am a very contrary person by nature but#knowing that you are is the first step in recognizing when your brain is just being ridiculous
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can u do svt reaction with no nut november😋 love ur writing!!!!
seungcheol: he starts off strong, “this is easy, i’m basically a monk.” but makes it to day three, tops, before he’s in your DMs, like, “okay, you win, come over.” literally holding his head in his hands before fisting his hard cock.
jeonghan: jeonghan only joins no nut november to annoy you, trying to show off his self-control. “oh, it’s nothing. i can do this easily.” but when you start teasing him day after day, sending him nudes and flirty messages, he’s practically boiling. but he holds out until the end of the month, when December 1st 00h comes, this man is slutting you out.
joshua: tells you he’s “doing great” and that the challenge is “actually easy.” but secretly, he’s sneaking off every day, trying to relieve himself without you finding out. when you catch him, all flushed and a mess, and he’s stuttering like, “uh, i… didn’t know you’d see that.”
junhui: bro is all talk, boasting that he can last the whole month, but he’s the first one to start slipping. he tries to distract himself by going out, playing games, whatever he can, blows his cover, blow his load, by day five.
hoshi: this poor dude loses on day one. you know it, and he knows it. he tries to act tough, but if you cross from the bathroom to the bedroom only in a towel, he’s done for. he sulks the rest of the day, throwing a mini tantrum after fucking you and losing it, and when you tease him about it, he’s all pouty. “you did this to me!”
wonwoo: he thinks he can outsmart everyone, claiming he’s going to meditate his way through november. when you sleep with him in your babydoll or tiny shorts, he’s all softening up, biting his lip and fighting his instincts. he tries to be stoic, he’s grumbling under his breath, and it’s hilarious to watch. “this is unfair. can you at least stop wearing those?”
woozi: he’s stressed from the get-go. the man is rolling his eyes at everyone, snapping at the members over the tiniest things, all because he’s with a throbbing erection in his pants. you’re just fanning the flames, sending him ALL the nudes you can, and he’s getting more and more drained. “why are you like this?” he hisses, but he secretly loves the attention. by week two, he’s a complete mess, desperately trying to hide it, but he’s too transparent. every time you catch him zoning out, you know exactly where his mind is.
minghao: iron will. he goes through the whole month with a straight face, the second december hits, he’s on you. he’s using every spare second to make up for lost ground. by week’s end, he’s practically cock-sore from going at it so much, and you’re laughing, asking him if all that was worth it.
mingyu: he’s so sure he can trick his way through it, asking you to dry hump him because, technically, it’s not breaking the rules, right? but the second you start grinding down, he keeps trying to pull you off before he cums, soon, he’s begging you to stop, whispering about how he can’t take it anymore, so.. just another way losing the NNN.
seokmin: determined to stick to the rules, but struggling hard. he’ll pull you in for heated makeouts, his hands squeezing and holding you tight as he tries to discount on something. flushed and breathing hard, whispering apologies for pulling away clearly fighting himself every step of the way. he’s convinced he can make it to the end “it’s fine, i got this,” he’d insist, though his grip on you says contrary.
seungkwan: “oh my god, don’t come near me!” gets whiny about how hard he is. he’ll throw little tantrums, pouting and going on about how it’s torture whenever you tease him. by the end of the month, he’s practically begging, dropping hints that he’d break if you just said the word, making it clear he’s only “doing this for you” while clearly waiting for the green light to give in.
vernon: he's “nah, i’m good” from the start. “you’re trying too hard.” but little by little, he catches himself glancing your way, biting his lip, feeling the itch just a bit more every time you walk by. he won’t admit it, but by week four, he’s giving you these longing looks when he thinks you aren’t looking.
chan: determined, but let’s be real, he’s also a bit naive about how tough it’ll be. if you teasw him, he’s practically falling apart every time you’re around. by the middle of the month, he’s so worked up he’s stammering just being near you, you catch him blushing like crazy when you touch him, and by the end of it, he’s practically begging you to let him break the rules.
#seventeen reactions#seventeen imagines#seventeen headcanons#seventeen scenarios#seventeen#svt imagines#seventeen smut#seventeen x reader#svt smut#seungcheol smut#jeonghan smut#joshua smut#junhui smut#hoshi smut#wonwoo smut#woozi smut#minghao smut#mingyu smut#seokmin smut#seungkwan smut#vernon smut#chan smut#dino smut#soonyoung smut#jihoon smut#scoups smut#the8 smut#dokyeom smut
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