#and the costumes slap

[aadmelioraa]

Oohh you like Black Sails too 😍

Hahaha I do!! I was late to that fandom (I finally watched the show spring of 2021), but it was so worth the wait, and honestly sometimes it's nice to show up late, reblog some gifsets, read some fic, and not feel pressured to publicly engage apart from that. I was especially in it for the women...Miranda my beloved, Madi, Max, Eleanor, Anne, Idelle...and also Jack Rackham lol. Who are your faves?

[amazingrace53]

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[kewchiesblog]

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[yarmiko-art]

PARAsocial relationship

Miss Anna became the sensation of the Gamble Galaxy almost overnight. Young idol quickly climbed the career ladder, sparing neither herself nor others. Nevertheless, in public she manages to maintain a squeaky clean reputation, hiding her full name - SusANNA Patria Haltmann 2.0 More info under the cut

▲ After his daughter died during a test of the Star Dream interdimensional protocol, Mr. Haltmann was getting closer and closer to the edge. For years, he had been making the same wish on a clockwork star again and again: to bring his girl back to life. But the mechanism remained stationary. Max saw the glass eyes on that damn cat-like metal face open in response to his request, but beyond that, nothing happened. This worthless machine couldn't even fix the tragedy it caused. Instead of bringing mother back into their family, it took away the last thing he had. Mr. Haltmann's condition was already far from stable, when he made a decision: "If magic doesn't help me, then science will" in one of his last attempts to cling to elusive memories

▲ HWC had patents for the cloning technology for some time, although it needed improvement, it was quite capable of recreating the a little girl`s body. However, Mr. Haltmann was gone to far to understand that the clone will be *LIKE* his daughter, but will not *BE* her. He was going to put all the memories of the original into it, of course it had to be her!

▲ The clone turned out to be an immediate disappointment - the hair had the wrong color, the mannerisms are slightly different from those that he is used to. Despite the fact that the girl was just organically developing on the basis of those given memories. But she wasn't good enough for Mr. Haltmann, even when he had almost completely forgotten his daughter due to prolonged exposure to the Mother's Computer. Susanna 2.0 was shelved as a failed project. Max didn't even flinch when it turned out that she had cut off all her ties with HWC and disappeared

▲ Anna has exactly the same data as Susie: starting from vocals and ending with some sadistic tendencies. Which, in the process of her growing up, only worsened due to an acquired inferiority complex, expressed in her absolute hatred of Susie. She identifies all her problems with Susie, projecting very, very hard

▲ When Mr. Haltmann was alive, Anna blamed him for everything (which is deserved), but when she learned that Max Profit Haltmann had died somewhere on the outskirts of the galaxy, and his miraculously-turned-out-to-be-alive daughter took the CEO place... Anna will make sure, this isn't for long.

▲ She felt strange. This man didn't care about her at all. So why then are her eyes burning and she wants to burst into tears?

▲ "Do you know what it's like to remember something and know that these memories aren`t yours? To look in the mirror and see someone you hate?"

[evilweasel-cosplay]

I have these items for sale!

I have a lot of tails left over from my last con that are looking for a new home! I have two nub tails (gold and white and brown and white), four medium canine tails (grey and white, brown and white, and two gold and white), and two massive floor dragging worm tails (teal and white and gold and black). The nubs are $35 plus shipping, medium tails are $50 plus shipping, and worm tails are $250 plus shipping. All tails are mostly machine sewn and have elastic loops for your belt. Worm tails are around five feet long and have a loop at the end of their snoot for a leash. Worm tails also have sewn eyes since I felt like normal googly eyes would be destroyed but they can be swapped out by whoever buys them. I also have a ton of these worm on a string slap bracelets for $15 each plus shipping. My goal for the worm slap bracelets is for them to be a stim item so they come in many different fur types and textures and have lycra on the underside for comfort. I'm located in the USA and accept paypal and venmo. Message me if you have any questions!

[shaylogic]

Niko's one red and one blue shoe along with Edwin & Charles [Payneland]

Crystal's red socks at the beginning of episode 3 when she's starting to give in to having feelings for Charles [Cryland]

Shoes better seen here

[theletterwsartflap]

Happy Halloween!

[hajihiko]

Robot, undead monster, pirate, werewolf, and Gangranauch The gaping hunger of the Darkest Night

[alicentsgf]

My Lady Jane does kinda have a resolution/happy ending for many characters (especially the main couple) but the show was released with a s2 in mind so it does have some loose threads.

thank u for letting me know this because it convinced me to give it a chance. as much as i love grimdark fantasy im also a big fan of silly funtime fantasy a la Stardust. and i love women with big brown doe eyes (as we know). my lady jane delivered on both fronts. truly the bastard child of a knights tale (2001). adore that half the characters are pretty awful people and yet they're awful in such a fun way you cant help but kinda love them.

[misconceivedcapricorn]

Feeling a little silly rn so just gonna reveal a few (potential) design inspirations for a few of the Song Cats for the The Jellicle Ballet AU

Tugger: Oberon from A Midsummer Night's Dream Ballet

Macavity: Von Rothbart from Swan Lake

Skimbleshanks: The Nutcracker from The Nutcracker

Jennyanydots: Mother Ginger from The Nutcracker

Mr. Mistoffelees: Drosselmeyer from The Nutcracker

[westerosiladies]

Sansa Stark Month Day Nine: Wardrobe Appreciation - Coronation Dress

[b4kuch1n]

see, dearest, loving me did not save you. you scraped by just fine without. but it doesn’t hurt, does it?

[tachimichishrine]

Please I am begging, I can’t get over just how perfect Tachihara would be with the whole ghost face trend. Please please please

<what. what if I told you I wholeheartedly agree. throws my headcanons and love at you>

"scream for me"

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tachihara michizou x fem! reader {ghostface trend} hcs

warnings: nsfw ; kitchen sex ; knife play ; intended lowercase ; cursing; unedited so unedited i wrote this half asleep thinking abt being pussy drunk on tachi pls forgive me

manz is a SPY. he's done undercover work and wears a disguise 24/7 (his disguise is a goddamn bandaid but he's hot so we let it slide) he adores getting dressed up

I think he'd be really bad at taking it serious though

100% he gets very childish about things like birthdays, holidays, halloween bc he didn't get that kind of experience with his family when he was younger (womp womp :/)

the hunting dogs obviously don't have anything to do with halloween so imagine his surprise when he caught the port mafia hq covered in spider webs and blood.

the blood was likely real

elise was the one who insisted on it, and if she insists, everyone is wearing cat ears and fake vampire fangs.

chuuya was a vampire the dude definitely had practice

he was definitely in the spooky scary spirit when he had his head on your lap, one hand sliding under and up between your thighs like a pillow and watching scream

i KNOW he felt just the teeny tiniest insecurity when you started calling certain scenes really hot but he tried, really hard, to ignore it.

got a little too comfortable and sleepy when you starting running your fingers through his hair and found himself letting out a yelp at the stupidest jumpscares

you teased him for it all night

"do you think I'd survive in one of those horror movies?" you asked later that night, curled up in bed.

"your dumbass would probably trip and kill yourself on a kitchen knife while making breakfast."

"well, fuck you."

"only if you insist" said with his trademark grin.

you got him back by playing into his jumpiness and hiding around every corner, even when you're on missions

you sprung out with a dramatic ghost-like scream (holding back laughter) on one important mission and the man almost shot you

like he pulled the trigger and everything and had to use his ability to keep the bullet from drilling a hole in your stupid skull.

you toned down the pranks after that.

however, it did give him an idea.

he started using his ability to set up the mood for payback by making metal doors creak or scraping chair legs on the ground slowly

a chill physically ran up your spine when you were walking hand in hand and the front door of an empty "for sale" store slammed open, then shut.

maybe he liked it a little how you squeezed his hand when he did that

maybe he liked it a little when you punched him on the shoulder as you realized it was just his antics

but he sure as hell liked it when you roughly smacked his naked ass and shoved his face into the sheets later that night to teach him a lesson

you liked his screams more like that anyways

tachihara was nowhere to be found after you disappeared into the shower trying to wash off all the smeared cum he'd left on your body. you already thought it was strange that he didn't join you even when you offered, but it was even weirder when you came out in nothing but a towel, and the bed was empty.

"michi, I know you're tryin' to be cute or whatever and scare me, but you're not very subtle about it," you giggled, ditching the underwear to just put on some shorts and one of his shirts. your body bounced onto the mattress that was still warm from your bodies, still smelling like sex and gunpowder. the covers were thrown over you and snuggled into and you waited patiently.

it was amusing, at first.

it was annoying after 10 minutes.

you'd gone on your phone, scrolling listlessly to pass the time while you waited for him to finish up whatever stupid prank he was planning so you could get back to sleep, but a whole half hour had passed and it was beginning to feel a little wrong. you weren't worried (he kicked your ass in training too many times for you not to know how strong he was), but sure as hell curious as to what was going on. it was the spooky season, after all, and there was no harm in indulging a little bit; you dialed his number and heard it ring from somewhere in the apartment.

he was really trying to set it up for you, huh? cute. you figured you'd play along.

the phone was vibrating from the kitchen counter, and you picked it cautiously, glancing around you to find out from where your boyfriend was inevitably going to try to jump at you. you heard a chair move, and your eyes darted to look over in that direction out of instinct.

of course a hand clasped around your mouth and another pulled your waist backwards. you bit his gloved hand playfully to get him to let you go and just giggled, shoving your hips back onto him teasingly and trying to flip around to get a look at him.

your entire body got slammed onto the kitchen counter, hair pulled back in one harsh movement

oh fuck.

you didn't think you'd be bent over so fast, his hips already grinding into your ass while the thin, cheap plastic of his mask rubbed against your cheek, his husky voice laying out every lewd thing you both knew you were thinking. from the way his body was leaning onto you, you guessed that he was shirtless and wearing just about the tightest, low-cut pants known to man being held up by a belt (there was definitely a thick belt; you felt the buckle poke into your lower back every time he'd grind too hard)

"michzou..." you didn't have any problems with what he was doing, but loose fingers were touching your body all over and the thin shorts you'd thrown on previously without a second thought were soaking with every word he'd rasp out. "michi, stop playin' around, I-"

it seems your simple ask got you manhandled again, and both gloved hands were now on your thighs, lifting you up to sit you down on the counter so he could rub against you from the front. it was hard to take it seriously and you let out a giggle when you watched him loom over you with the ghostface mask on, trying to be serious. your fingers went to dig into his shoulders as your hips rolled, back arched trying to feel him better.

he sighed, groaning and trying to slip off the mask when he realized it wasn't having the effect he wanted, but you flicked it back on.

"just because I'm laughing doesn't mean I don't think this is fuckin' hot," you reassured him, ironically chuckling again, and this spurred him to grab your hands and pin them above your head on the cabinets above.

"can't believe you liked gettin' fucked by a masked man this much." his voice was deeper than it usually was but god did it get you throbbing. your legs wrapped around his hips, trying to regain control without your hands.

you quipped back with a sly grin. "would be better if you actually fucked me."

shit, you knew just what to say to get him riled up. he let your hands go to pull off your useless shorts which already had splotches of your arousal, and you seized the opportunity to unbuckle his belt, slide your fist into his pants and pull him out.

getting fucked senseless by your masked boyfriend on the kitchen counter at 3 in the morning was not on your schedule for halloween.

"you know," you mused, your pace slowing once the build up had passed but still rocking yourself on him, "usually the victims try to fight back."

"the fuck does that me-"

the cold metal of a knife poked and teased the exposed skin on his neck, and you felt a little irritated you couldn't see his shock through the mask. "c'mon, you've had your fun, baby, it's my turn."

he wanted to play the part, he really did, but before he could try to resist you had him gently sliced into streaks of red, teeth marks coating his body and his tongue gagging on blood-stained fingers from under the mask. your legs were still secured around his hips, fucking into him slowly and deeply, and every guttural groan that echoed out in the hollow apartment was good enough to keep you going while his body tensed up with rigid muscles and heavy breaths.

he couldn't take it anymore once the searing sting of you smearing his blood on his skin mixed in with the pleasure of dragging against your tightly clenched walls, and he murmured a curse before discarding the mask, messily kissing you with groaning lips buried into your neck once he finally got enough air to pant your name.

ah, the dumbass. he really tried to get you to play along but it was hard when you had him under your thumb. maybe next year, he'd try again.

[kewchiesblog]

i miss not having responsibilities. its bender time.

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[maridotnet]

rereading some @buggachat BEAU and this panel is SO fallen angel...adrien as the rebellious son cast from his father’s mansion in disgrace, looking back with resentment and longing towards people who were supposed to treat him with love...haha i’m having heretical thoughts again! 🙊

[springcatalyst]

The Promise (2005)