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caralara · 2 years ago
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idontmindifuforgetme · 6 months ago
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“he’s a red flag” “she’s a green flag” I’m a white flag. I give up bitch
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counting-stars-gayly · 1 year ago
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I’m actually LOVING how Rick Riordan, and the other writers of the show, took his initial concept of a Percabeth rivalry fueled by that of their parents and kind of turned it on its head?
Now, instead of Annabeth being wary of Percy because he’s a son of Poseidon, he’s wary of her because she made a callous impression on him. They get off to a rocky start even before finding out who Percy’s father is, and when they finally do, Annabeth doesn’t care. Instead of them fighting because of who their parents are, they’re fighting over their own opposed worldviews.
Then, instead of them arguing over which of the gods is cooler and who was right in the story of Medusa, they realize that, just like Medusa, Annabeth is a victim of her mother and that, unlike Medusa, she is a far kinder and stronger person, unwilling to repeat the cycle of hurt. They realize that, like his father, Percy often acts without considering potential consequences and that, unlike his father, he is a far kinder and stronger person, willing to step up for someone he wronged and whom he cares about.
Instead of Percy and Annabeth’s rivalry being focused on that of their parents, it’s focused on who they are, themselves. But the path to friendship is still the same: a realization that they have each other’s backs, no matter what, because they’re not their parents after all.
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passionpeachy · 1 year ago
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2023 Art Summary
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clarissasbakery · 1 month ago
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now that you started iii, could we have some silver?/nf
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a silver spoon 🥄
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starryrock · 2 months ago
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Canon crimes that have happened in Twisted-Wonderland.
I am not counting general magic usage as a weapon unless it’s someone’s Unique Magic or used with extreme intent on bodily suffering. Other than these exceptions, standard legal definitions of a weapon apply as normal.
Attempted murder - Any Overblot victim, plus others.
Human trafficking (on a technicality) - Fellow Honest and Gino.
Kidnapping - Shrouds, Jamil Viper, Fellow Honest and Gino.
Assault and battery
Aggravated assault - Overblot victims, Rollo Flamme, Ortho Shroud, Ferrymen, Deuce Spade (exception: cauldron), Rook Hunt (maybe?? Usage of bow and arrow)
Arson - Grim, Ace Trappola, Jamil Viper (attempted during Magicam Monsters), Lilia Vanrouge (kitchen)
Doxxing - Idia Shroud, Ortho Shroud (threatened)
Coercion
Signing a contract under duress - Octavinelle trio.
Breaking and entering
Inducing panic - Ruggie Bucchi, Rollo Flamme, Fellow Honest and Gino.
Property damage
Chemical/biological weapons - Vil Schoenheit, Lilia Vanrouge (should be)
Blackmail
Child abuse (labor/neglect) - Dire Crowley, Ashton Vargas
Stalking - Rook Hunt, Jade Leech (possibly)
Theft
Harassment - Rook Hunt
Bribery - Dire Crowley, Azul Ashengrotto
Extortion
The ones that don’t have anyone listed is either because too many cast members have committed it or I just didn’t care to list them.
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robo-writing · 25 days ago
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Okay, now I need a fic based on the session the reader and Logan has when he was slapped. Like the thought of her passing out and he still continued to fuck her? And her coming too and he’s just pumping her full of his come? Lord have mercy 😩🤤
me getting this anon while i was knee-deep in writing angst is something so funny to me, crying my eyes out then opening my inbox to see this gave me mental whiplash like you can’t believe He barely sounds human, more man than beast. The weight of him pins you into the bed, unable to move. The creaking of the bed, your weak cries, his downright animalistic grunts of pleasure as he thrusts into your tired, achy cunt—you two sound like a cheap porno, and not in a good way.
You have no one else to blame for the six foot wall of muscle that pins you to the bed, holds your hands behind your back and fucks you like he’s got something to prove. His hips meet your backside again, and again, and again—each thrust leaving your ass raw.
You don’t know how long it’s been since he’s put you on your stomach, and you don’t care to know; all you want is for him to keep going. Hell, you’re not sure Logan would stop even if you begged him.
Reduced to his animal instincts, if he’s not panting in your ear like a bitch in heat he’s mumbling the filthiest fucking words into your skin, tongue lapping at the salt that clings to it.
“Mine, mine, mine,” he groans, each word emphasized by the sound of skin slapping on skin. “My girl, mine to fuck, mine to breed.”
It genuinely hurts to breathe, but all you scratching at his arms does is spur him even further. Eventually you give up, lie back like a good little whore and let him fuck you until either you pass out or he runs out of energy.
Unsurprisingly, option A seems to happen first.
A few spots in your vision, a ringing in your ears, then nothing. An unknown time passes, and you wake up in the same spot as before, spread open and speared on Logan’s magnificent dick.
At least from what you can gather he’s a bit more put together now, still pumping himself inside your warm walls, but much less violent than he was before. You feel the familiar thrum of orgasm on the horizon, an odd sort of pleasure-pain that keeps you aware long enough to listen to your boyfriend speak.
“‘M sorry baby, fuck, just couldn’t stop,” he says, kissing up and down your spine in apology, still chasing after his own high with each word. “Feel too good, so, so good, goddamn—“
He’s stuttering, cutting himself off, unable to string together a full sentence. You chance a glance at him and fuck, he’s a goddamn mess. Sweat dripping from his brow, muscles flexing so hard you could count each vein, a rosey blush running from his face to his chest—he looks like he’s just came from hell and back. Damn near incoherent, whispering sweet nothings into your shoulder—
“Lemme come in you baby, just one more time, one more fuckin’ time—“
It’s a rhetorical question at this point; like you ever had a choice with the way his cum drips from your cunt. So full of him that each thrust pulls more out of you, only to be replaced. He’s had to have cum inside of you multiple times, the sloppy sound of it mixing with the sound of his balls slapping against your ass.
And yet, he keeps on going.
An urge to control, to keep, a need to stuff his cock inside of you and have you know exactly who it is that has your pussy creaming for him.
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kathaynesart · 7 months ago
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Have some Replica Leo for Round 2 of the @tmntfashioncompetition! This time the theme is: "Traditional Garment." I’ll be up against @villainleoau and I’m nervous cuz that’s a STELER crew and some of the most talented artists in the fandom (also their fashion sense is off the charts)!
For the art I decided to lean into some traditional Japanese attire and a prosthetic more befitting of the era. Originally I was just going to have Leo's missing arm be covered, but if he wants to be truly capable with a katana he'd need something to help keep the sheath affixed when removing his sword. This is especially necessary for duels, since the speed and pressure applied from the drawing of the sword are imperative. I imagine he has several more varying tools he can screw onto his arm in the little side pack. Also note, the Kanji means "ninja" or "ninpo" and the finer hiragana text is the infamous "You are not alone" line. I had a lot of fun with this one, trying to decide if maybe I should put it up for print.
Some of my inspo under the cut:
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hawkeyefrommash · 2 months ago
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max, ep1: i’m not going to sleep with one of my nurses
max, ep 6: i’m going to sleep with BOTH of my nurses
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foolsfortune · 3 months ago
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Watching Brennan, Izzy, and Oscar share their love of food unabashedly on gastronaut’s is. unironically healing how I think about eating with people.
ordering literally heavy meals and a butter based meal and not at all being shy about devouring and loving the food (none of the food network teeth-barely-touch-the-fork bites the size of a single poker chip you see from judges. You know what I’m talking about)
As someone who second guesses ordering meals in front of others that fit these descriptions? Chefs kiss. Pun intended.
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adaki · 5 months ago
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GIRLS NITE OUT >_< ((clockwork could not make it)) (wip)
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krasnyel · 1 year ago
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redrew my favourite real and canon scene
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spocksocksrock · 1 year ago
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thoughts?
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charleslovemustdie · 8 months ago
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listening and learning
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vivaislenska · 8 months ago
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He gave her wings and she’ll make him proud.
(The Tech Turn™️ is 100% going to be crucial for the Rebellion.)
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erandraws · 6 months ago
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In honor of tonight’s live episode I’m tasking Liam O’Brien and Robbie Daymond with one thing and that is to give me the most insane angst the two of them can come up with
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