#and was thinking of how last year i literally would have rather crawled into a shame hole than admit i was on tumblr or in the phandom

[serendipnpipity]

thank you to dan and phil for making me slowly realize i can be insufferably loud about all of my niche interests and the people who love me will stay.

[bills-unpaid]

‘Morning After’ (Gojo Satoru x M!Reader)

Gojo Satoru x m. reader (uses he/him)

established relationship, mlm, mentions of sex, use of y/n

sfw, fluff, comfort, teasing, manhandling(?) reader is smaller than Gojo (he’s LITERALLY 6’6”), use of nicknames, slightly suggestive, angst if you squint, edited at 4am

hi before you read it’s been years since I’ve written anything. at all. if Gojo’s a little ooc and the story’s… mediocre in grammar, I apologize.

also this is putely self indulgent bc i am starving for this man and I’ve ran out of m/m self inserts to read okthxbai

y/n woke with a groan, the sun that hit him through the curtains rudely woke him up from his sleep. He was trapped under his boyfriend’s arm that tugged him into his side—the white haired oaf drooling as he slept. 

He looked rather… cute. He would be even cuter, y/n thinks, if he wasn’t snoring into my ear.

As y/n struggled to crawl out of his partner’s grasp, he became increasingly frustrated when he still finds himself trapped. It was no surprise his partner was this strong but… seriously?

“Satoru.” he says, shaking his boyfriend’s shoulder.

In response, he hugs y/n closer to him. 

“Satoru” y/n knows the sorcerer well enough to see that he was well awake and just being an asshole for a laugh—that shit eating grin proving him right, when he turns his face for y/n to see.

“Aww, babe, I just wanna be closer to you…” *Gojo pouted, batting his eyelashes at his partner, “After all the… demands you made of me last night, I think this is the least you can do for me, hm?” 

y/n blushed at the mention of last night—red tinting his cheeks. “You’re suffocating me, Satoru,” was all he could reply without losing his composure, “Just let me breathe for a moment.”

He looked at y/n with a neutral expression, silently complying to the smaller man. y/n took time to observe the rather messy state the two were in—both of their hair were disheveled, their sheets were messy and thrown about… Gojo wasn’t even wearing a shirt.

y/n sat up on the bed, his back to the headboard as he looked down at Gojo, just silently admiring him. Some days he woke up worrying he wouldn’t even see his love again, after days, hell, weeks without seeing him—just so he can protect others. He knew it was an irrational fear—He was the strongest jujutsu sorcerer after all, and he always bounced back from any situation. But the fear never ceased—only dissipating when Gojo was with him. 

Maybe that’s why they allowed themselves to go overboard, like last night—maybe that’s why Gojo always indulged him. He knew that fear was there—and it was reasonable given his line of work… So maybe it would give him some comfort.

“y/n, you’re staring.” Gojo teased, bringing his lover out of his thoughts

“I can’t help it Satoru, you’re beautiful.” y/n’s hands found themselves in Gojo’s snowy hair, his gaze lost in those ocean-blue eyes. His words came out almost thoughtlessly, though his lover was all he was thinking about.

y/n didn’t miss the way Gojo blushed at his sudden compliment, chuckling to himself.

“Aww, am I making the great Gojo Satoru blush?”

The blue eyed sorcerer simply laughed, pulling his boyfriend so that he landed on top of him in an awkward position.

Satoru shushed him before he could complain, laughing as he did so. 

“You flatter me, you really do.” he said, all high and mighty like he made himself to be—before lowering his voice to a whisper, “You’re handsome yourself, I hope you know that,” he planted a soft kiss on his cheek.

The smaller man became flustered.

“I… I appreciate that Satoru but did you really have to throw me onto you like this to tell me??” 

“Nah, I didn’t have to but, I just thought it’d be funny.” 

y/n sighed, rolling his eyes. He had to remember that it wasn’t his choice to fall in love with such an idiot—but rather his fault. He could live with that fault.

“Don’t give me that look—I really just want you close to me.” He whined, it was clear as day how needy the man was to have his boyfriend close.

So you two stayed there—enjoying each other’s warmth, in your lack of clothes and messy bedsheets. 

[nalyra-dreaming]

Hello, I have been reading the books that follow after Interview with the Vampire, and I wanted to ask and comment on the character of Lestat. Although I like the character, but It seems to me that he is a very Mary Sue character, that causes me conflict, that personally I would like the TV series to modify that aspect of him.

Do you think changes will be made regarding how powerful and perfect he is, without taking away his power but at the same time without becoming a Mary Sue type character?

... Mary Sue?

This... Mary Sue????

I'm sorry nonny, but... let's.. recap.

Lestat calls his own accomplishment of killing the wolves a "cosmic error" in the books, he should not have managed that. He did though, and that is what wakes Magnus' interest in him.

He is raped into darkness because of the wolves and his looks. Immediately abandoned after. Yes he got powerful blood, but other vampires (including Armand for example) get that, too.

He has to discover everything by himself, fight off satanic cults and Armand who tries to force-feed on him and then tries to track down the one source he heard of who can give him reason, only to find that source and realize... there is no reason. The source, Marius, sends him away again, after he managed to wake Akasha by sheer luck.

He tries to live a mortal life with Louis and Claudia, which ends with them trying to kill him and almost succeeding. He goes after them to try to save them because he knows Armand and is afraid for them and gets locked in a dungeon and then gets used for the farce of a trial, half mad and starved. Armand throws him off a tower, breaking every bone, and making him literally crawl back to NOLA.

He lives alone, scarred, lives off of rats and other smaller things for decades. Armand tells him Louis is dead, btw, then later, when Lestat has gone to earth comes by to whine about Louis.

And that is only what is in "The Vampire Lestat", in the broadest way.

Lestat has anger and severe abandonment issues, because he was abused severely as a child. He was beaten, locked up, starved, dragged back when he tried to run away. His mother ignored him in favor of her books, which makes his relationship to her and books rather difficult. He wasn't taught to read and write, only learned so later.

He has a temper, and bursts into inappropriate laughter at times. His guilt eats him up from the inside, but he suppresses it most of the time. He is prone to depression, and tries to kill himself, and when that fails, takes to wandering alone for years at a time.

His various "power ups" leave him with body dysmorphia at times, because he hates what they do to him.

He still has PTSD from the rape into darkness in the last fucking book.

If you want to call that Mary Sue I guess I cannot stop you.

I definitely wouldn't call him that.

[nathaniel-underwood-is-an-intj]

Literally just finished Notorious Scarlett and Browne

In that hyper stage where I just have to share my thoughts so excuse the ramble. (Spoilers!)

Sneaky Bartimaeus reference? Very reminiscent of Nat and Kitty's parting. I love how It's easy to find similarities between Storud's stories and characters without it feeling too repetitious.

The revelation about Thomas didn't surprise me- I'd read the summary for the third book but before that I felt it was kinda obvious she was like the reverse of Lockwood. But her middle name being Josephine absolutely did surprise me (unless I missed it being mentioned before?) but omg does the name suit her!! Made me realise we don't know what Jo and Ettie's surname is which I'd like to know!

Lighthearted moments I liked:

But also I was so confident Albert was my favourite character (love all of Stroud's psychologically messed up male protagonists anyway so it wasn't exactly a competition) but then in came Mallory omg - a more fucked up version of Albert that has absolutely no qualms about killing people?? Sign me tf up baby I love him so much! I said Nat has Catholic guilt vibes but oh boy Mallory is the BLUEPRINT for catholic guilt 🤌🏼🤌🏼

Maybe an unpopular opinion? But he definitely deserved better! I want to see him developed more as character and see more of his personality shine through rather than just be a vague threat from Stonemoor. I found his self assurance and egotistical nature really interesting considering years of child abuse - we kind of see it with Nathaniel but it's mostly an act and bravado whereas that does seem to just be what Mallory is like.

I'm loving the found family vibe as well - it was nice to see Jo and Ettie have stayed with Scarlett and Albert and the addition of Sal Qin at the end is really sweet. And I just think Mallory would fit in perfectly with the found family trope. None of them are really great people so he fits in so well 😭 I know I'm deluding myself thinking two people with the same power and background could be given equal space in the book so Mallory's end is probably final. But it was a little more vague so maybe? 🥹 What do we think does anyone else want him back? Also I know mentions of an adaptations are out there and I can't get the image how the last chapter would look on screen: Albert and Scarlett discussing the fight, thinking about the future joking about how Mallory is under several buildings and the future looks so bright. And then post credits we just see him come crawling out the revine. Or is that too cliche? But a small dose of cliche is healthy in a western vibe book right?

Mallory goading Albert before their fight was actually really cute as well; he was 🤏🏼 this close to being a mentor to Albert like an annoying af big brother or something 😭 I can picture him flirting with Scarlett as well purely to be irritating.

And I understand Albert being upset about Mallory killing the watchman - Albert does feel bad about hurting people even in self defense and it contrasts to Mallory not caring at all, but I was surprised that it was such a strong catalyst for his rage? Mallory kind of inadvertently helped them by getting rid of someone who could sound the alarm.

I just really love Mallory's pursuit of perfection leading to his own self hatred and I feel like it could be explored more with him as a character. Nathaniel gradually became more fearful of uncleanliness and disorder as he lost control of his life but it's cool to see the concept of a character viewing themself as impure and being filled with self hatred because of that (again gimmie those catholic guilt vibes all day long.)

I also like how he hasn't got the fear of his power that Albert has; Albert fears himself Mallory hates himself instead. But he also hates 'normal' people too which is really interesting, he just seems so lonely that's why I want him to join the little ragtag group 😭

Dr Calloway's death felt very justified but Mallory's (potential?) death just felt hollow because he's exciting and doesn't feel like his story was filled out enough. But then again we don't have any information about Calloway- not even a first name. The effect it gives is of a faceless entity of an institution. Even the description of her wearing glasses gives the impression of dehumanising her- If anyone knows anything about the Stanford Prison Experiment that's the impression she leaves. And that lack of knowledge about her is fulfilling in a way. No real personality shines through because she's been dehumanised. But Mallory is different - we see little glimpses of his personality, he's less of a faceless entity.

And even when Albert is trying to convince him to join them (whether this was supposed to be a trick or genuine I wasn't sure- Albert is kind enough to have been genuine but also I don't know if he'd want to risk Joe, Ettie and Scarlett) his reaction shows the cracks in his confident swagger. He's furious when Albert suggests society hates him, even though he's stated it himself many times and says he's accepted that fact. It kinda gave me the impression he's just trying to convince himself he's okay with being an outcast an completely alone but hearing it from someone else reminds him of the trauma of having it pointed out by Drs in Stonemoor and the defence mechanisms start to kick in.

And during his fight with Albert we see him have a real connection with someone- he and Albert share strange moments bordering on bonding with each other. I think it's a connection they both need because no on else has such similar shared experiences. I don't even want a redemption arc for him- he's irredeemable in the same way Scarlett and Albert are which is why he fits in with them so much!

Anyway what do people think? Do you think Mallory will return? Do you want him to? I'm so excited for the last book to come out and so scared I'll be disappointed 🥲

Aside from Mallory; the will they won't they of Scarlett and Albert is stressing me out! I can't decide if they're even meant to be shipped or not. It doesn't help that Albert's age is left really vague - Scarlett makes him sound quite young in comparison to her but Albert says she's hardly older than him so idk. I know Stroud tends to keep these things vague on purpose but this seems more so than usual which makes me think I'm crazy when they have adorable moments together.

I kind of get the impression Albert has a sort of crush on Scarlett but she views him as a little brother. How does everyone else see them?

[lizzieislife94x]

Mile High Club (w.m)

WandaG!PxFem Reader

Just a little update to keep the stories up to date I only started writing like 5 days ago but for some reason I enjoy writing g!p don't know why but I hope you enjoy if you don't only way to fix it is by messaging me YOUR requests what you would like to read but until then y'all have to deal with what my imagination creates lmaooo. Anyway enjoy 😉 (sorry just keeping what was already wrote bc im copy and pasting)

Y/ns POV: 

"Uggggh how long is left until we arrive wanda I feel like we've been up here for 8 hours" I groan at the annoyed looking witch across from me, she just gives me a death stare "y/n shut up I don't want to be here anymore than you do I'd rather be doing literally anything else than this we've only been in the air 40 minutes and I swear if you don't shut up I will throw you out this jet I'm not dealing with your whining for the next 7 hours, go entertain yourself or sleep I don't really care just do it away from me" she spits out and I feel a mixture of emotions the strangest is turned on when she yells at me or gives me a death stare it makes me feel some kinda way I'm not gonna lie I purposely annoy her at times to get a reaction because its such a turn on, we've both been on the avengers for like 3 years now and we never really liked each other I don't dislike her but we never really got to know each other to like each other so it kind of went from there I think that's why the team sent just me and her because they can't bare to be in the same room as us when we bicker never mind trapped in metal bird for 7 hours, I shake my head getting out of my thoughts and let out a frustrated sigh "fine you stay up here I'm going to go lay down I don't wanna be here either I'd rather be at a bar having fun drinking and potentially hooking up with someone than behere I don't know why fury put us on this stupid mission" I say with attitude as I storm away not giving her time to reply.

3 hours later

I continued to toss and turn like I have been the last few hours I can't seem to fall asleep then an idea pops into my head I bite my lip and slide my hand down my sweat pants and panties letting out a low moan at the contact I slowly start to rub circles on my clit teasing myself as the thought of Wanda pops into my head I can't lie but every time I need to get off I can't help but think of her nothing else seems to work I continue to tease my clit before sliding my hand out and taking off my sweats and panties mhh much better I slide my hand back down to my pussy and close my eyes continuing the teasing of my clit fuck this feels good, I slide my 2 fingers into my already dripping cunt and begin to thrust slowly letting out moans getting lost in the pleasure "oh fuck Wanda yessss right there don't stop" I moan completely forgetting where I am I don't notice due to the amazing feeling I'm bring myself "fuck fuck I'm so bad I need you to put me in my place daddy"

I instantly freeze when I hear a snicker I know to well and I don't dare open my eyes fuck fuck fuck "eyes on me y/n" she states as her accent creeps through this isn't happening I open my eyes and look up at a smug Wanda and my eyes instantly catch her huge bulge in her sweats holy fuck, I pull my fingers out and close my legs and mumble breathless "what are you doing here a little privacy please" she smirks and bites her lip "I wouldn't have bothered until I heard you moan my name that caught my interest so I came over and heard you moaning about how much of a bad girl you where and you wanted me to put you in place so here I am princess spread those legs for daddy let me see that pretty pussy" I instantly open my legs for her fuck why do I feel the need to do as she says, she walks over to the bed biting her lip as she removes her clothes and the minute she removes her boxers my mouth falls open she's huge Holy shit "suck" she commands and I comply crawling over to her and biting lip, I take hold of her hard member and she let's out a moan, fuck that was hot I lower my head and tease her tip with my tounge wanting more of those sweet sweet moans and it works I slide more of her into my mouth trying to get all of her in, I start gagging and feel tears run down my cheek as she pulls out of me

"oh y/n well work on that don't worry princess the key is to breath through your nose but we'll get there" I blush as she pushes me back to lay down and climbs between my legs she wastes no time in attacking my clit and the sounds that leave my mouth I don't recognise no girl has made me feel like this let alone in the space of 30 seconds I continue to moan getting louder as she slides 3 fingers into my waiting cunt fuckkkkk "shit daddy don't stop I'm so fucking close" I beg and feel her smirk into my cunt after a few more thrusts of her magical fingers I cum with a scream of her name "fuck y/n that was so fucking sexy, I can't wait to fuck that attitude out of you do you have any condoms" she breaths out clearly turned on "fuck I don't but I could always take plan B tomorrow or you could pull o.." I'm interrupted by Wanda shh'ing me while teasing my entrance with her soild member "oh no babygirl I won't be pulling out I want to fill your needy little cunt, we can get plan B" I moan and nod fuck that was sexy my thoughts are wiped when she bottoms out inside my tight cunt as a silent scream falls from my mouth hers to by the looks of it she stays still for a second looking into my eyes and I nod letting her know its ok to move, I instinctively wrap my legs around her pulling her closer and crash my lips against hers in a bruising kiss I don't fight her I let her invade my mouth with her tounge both of us moaning into each others mouths as her thrusts get faster and harder hitting my gspot over and over I break away from the kiss and moan "I'm.. fuck I'm gonna cum" she smirks and switches positions putting my legs over her shoulders so she can get deeper and holy shit I've never felt anything like this "don't stop daddy" I moan into her ear as she pounds my needy pussy till I cum all over her cock as my eyes roll and a string of words leave my mouth she slows her thrusts to help me through my orgasm "such a good girl you done so well for me baby, but we're not done" she smirks biting her lip pulling out of me and I whimper feeling so empty without her inside me, she gets up and helps me up walking into the main sitting area and pushes me against the wall spreading my legs "fuck Wanda I need you" and before I know it she's deep inside my tight cunt again groaning into my ear "fuck princess just like that you take my cock so well" I close my eyes moaning at the immense pleasure building up "fuck daddy I want you to fill me please" she starts pounding into me tightening her grip on my waist I know she's close I feel her twitching inside me so I start meeting her thrusts both of us chasing our highs "I'm gonna cum y/n" I moan feeling her thrusting harder and faster than before "me too daddy cum inside me "I moan out loud and I think that sent her over the edge because I feel her shooting her load deep inside me which sends me over the edge.

Fuck that was amazing after we both get ready I look over at her and smirk "I've wanted to do that for so long" she glares at me "I'm not even sorry why do you think I push your buttons so much because your so fucking sexy when you look at me like you're going to kill me" she just giggles and gives me a genuine smile I've never seen. I smirk and bite my lip "guess I can say I'm part of the milehigh club" she laughs and nods in agreement fuck her laugh is actually beautiful 

AN: just to keep the book up to date if you want anything specific let me know lovely people, all feedback welcome if you enjoy It if you don't I don't mind haha word count for this chapter is close to 1.6k 

[ijustwanttoreadfanfiction]

Dirty Dancing

Jim Hopper x AFAB! Reader One day I'll write a story which actually has strange things happening but today is not that day. Bob didn't die, Eleven closed the rift at the end of Season 2 everyone is happy, leave me alone. I'm a Jopper fan 'til I die, but not for the purposes of this. Set 1987 - Jim is approx 44/45, reader is approx 30/31.

Warnings: Swearing, p in v sex, lots of references to Hopper's size, creampie, multiple orgasms, slightly rough Hopper, cock bulging, age gap, nicknames - baby, babygirl.

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Jim has been oddly detached and quiet since yesterday evening. The stars had aligned along with your busy schedules and you’d managed to have a rare date night, going to the movies to watch ‘Dirty Dancing'. You thought he had enjoyed it, seeming engrossed rather than trying to get under the skirt of your dress like normal, but when you asked him what he thought on the drive home he simply shrugged and went to bed.

The following morning he’s still in his funk, not saying a word, departing for work with a distracted kiss to your cheek, a far cry from his usual passionate goodbyes that often left him running late and you in a state of undress.

His attitude bothers you all the way to the Diner.

“How was date night?” Donna asks you cautiously when you arrive, instantly noticing the way you fling your purse to the side and how you punch your card in with slightly more force than necessary.

“Well, I thought it went great, I really enjoyed the movie, evidently Jim’s experience of the evening was vastly different.” You rant, trying to tie up your apron, before giving up, elbows resting on the counter, head bowed in frustration.

“He didn’t like it?”

“I’m guessing he didn’t, but how would I know? He’s barely said two words to me.” You mumble despondently, the whole thing has left you feeling rattled, you and Jim fought plenty but you’d never been given the cold shoulder without a good reason. Donna opens her mouth to speak but is interrupted by Joyce coming in to collect her usual lunch order to share with Bob.

“Hey! How was the date ni-?” She greets you excitedly, cutting off at the look on your face, and Donna’s frantic shaking of her head. “What happened?”

“Jim hasn’t spoken to her since the movie.” Donna stage whispers, hastily departing to wipe down tables at your glare. 

“Hop’s not talking to you?” Joyce asks in concern, sitting on one of the vinyl stools.

“Apparently not.” You grunt, making up Bob’s sandwich.

“Did you have an argument?”

“No, we went out, we watched ‘Dirty Dancing’ then he was just off with me and still is.” You snap, knife ripping through the slice of bread you had been buttering, Joyce reaches across taking your shaking hand in hers. “Sorry Joyce, I didn’t mean to -” You trail off gesturing at her apologetically, she gives you a small understanding smile in return.

“Bob and I went to see ‘Dirty Dancing’ last week, and I think I know what’s bothering Hop - he feels old.” She says softly.

“Old?” You ask, feeling lost.

“Sweetie, you gotta remember Hopper, and I -” She adds with a slight wince, “- we were in our twenties in the sixties, the stuff they do in the film, the dances, we were doing that years ago. I think maybe it’s made him feel his age.”

“That's ridiculous! You and Jim aren’t old.” You say laughing.

“But we’re not young either, certainly not as young as you” She reminds you gently.

When you and Hopper had started dating a year ago it sent shockwaves through Hawkins, which was ironic considering all the other crazy shit that had happened, kids going missing left, right and center, secret government lab, literal demon creatures crawling out of the ground. Oh no, all that was nothing compared to the chief of police dating a woman 14 years his junior, 29 to his 43 at the time, never mind that you were a fully consenting adult, and you were the one that had pursued him.

Jim couldn’t for the life of him work out why ‘a sweet young thing like you’ could ever want ‘a grumpy, fat, miserable, old guy like him’, you couldn’t give him a proper answer, all you knew was that you loved him and there wasn’t a single thing he could do or say that would change your mind.

"So what should I do to make him feel less old?” You ask Joyce somewhat desperately.

“I might have a suggestion.” She grins wickedly, leaning in close.

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The plan was in place. Jane was staying at Max’s for another evening.You had primped and prepped yourself, wearing a dress not too dissimilar from Penny’s red halterneck in the film. The wine was poured, a couple of glasses already consumed for Dutch courage, you’d thrown pieces of coloured cloth over the table lamps to give the cabin an orange-reddish glow, and finally you had one of Jim’s favorites from his vinyl collection queued up and ready; Solomon Burke’s Rock ‘N Soul. You wring your hands nervously upon hearing the truck pull up outside, straightening out your dress, and quickly rechecking your hair in the small mirror on the wall as Jim tiredly trudges in toeing his boots off without looking at you.

“Hey baby, sorry I’m a little late Callahan screwed up a report and I -” He trails off finally glancing up at you, brows creased slightly in confusion, as he surveys you and the cabin. “ - what’s all this?” 

“I know what’s been bothering you since yesterday, and I want you to know that I understand why, and I want to help.” You say softly, approaching him, going up on bare tiptoes to kiss him gently. He returns the kiss eagerly albeit somewhat surprised, a large hand coming up to cup your cheek.

“Baby, I'm at a loss here.” He murmurs against your lips, but allows you to pull him by his belt to the centre of the room nonetheless.

“Joyce said the film last night might have made you feel - nostalgic, and I want to show you that you’re not down and out just yet Jim Hopper.” You purr, leaning away to put the record on, Cry to Me filling the room. “Dance with me?” You ask quietly, unable to keep the pleading edge out of your voice.

Jim lets out a shaky breath, as you loop your arms around his neck, your height difference making him lean down slightly, chest to chest, his strong hands splayed across the top and small of your back.

You weren’t one hundred percent sure how to move so you simply rocked your hips, letting the music take control, running your fingers through the hair at the nape of Jim’s neck. He sighs softly, eyes closing at your touch, and you smile as you feel him start to move along with you. You experimentally lean back, pressing into his grip, he follows you lips tracing against your throat, before bringing you close again. You’re both smiling now, swaying more, his pelvis flush with yours, grinding against each other. You unbutton his police shirt, the fabric falling forgotten to the floor, leaving him in just a tight white vest, hands wandering again tracing his muscles stopping just shy of crotch. 

“Tease.” He rumbles.

“Not teasing baby, just dancing.” You say sweetly.

Jim’s touch snakes from the small of your back to the flesh of your ass, gripping firmly, using his hold to hook one of your legs up, slotting his broad thigh into the gap, smirking wickedly when you gasp at the pressure against your clit, the material of your panties shifting with Jim’s movements.

“Hop -” You sigh dreamily, as he uses his strength to rock you back and forth.

“This is how we used to do it in the good old days, baby.” He says, voice gravelly. “You’d hold your best girl tight, dancing nice and close.” He grips you harder for emphasis, dress half bunched up around your waist, fingers digging into the soft swell of your ass.

“I’m your best girl?” You ask softly, clinging onto his shoulders, gyrating slightly as your head falls back.

Jim lifts you up suddenly, your legs automatically locking around his thick hips, breath catching in your throat at the look of desire in his eyes. 

“My best everything.” He whispers before bringing you to his lips in a searing kiss, tongue licking languidly into your mouth. You reach up, pulling at the straps of your halterneck until they come undone, the dress slipping past your bare breasts. Hopper groans, nipping at your earlobe, your jaw line, your throat, you can feel his hardness pressed to your center straining against his slacks.

He carries you to the bedroom, lowering you gently to the bed, pupils blown wide as he steps back to watch you pull the dress off your lower half, taking your panties with it, leaving your glistening core on display.

“Shit baby, I am one lucky son of a bitch.” He breathes, yanking his vest over his head, you crawl towards him on your knees, unbuckling his belt, both of you working with frantic hands to get his pants and underwear down.

Jim wraps his arms around you again, manhandling you with ease to rest against the pillows, his large frame dwarfing you. Your kisses are messy, verging on desperation, hands petting each other heavily, hips bucking with need. 

He rubs his thick cock over your dripping slit, and you let out a soft moan, back arching up into his strong chest, nipples peaked and sensitive.

“This all for me, baby girl?” He hums, grinning as you nod wordlessly, rocking the swollen head of his dick against your aching pussy, slipping in just an inch before pulling back again.

“Don’t tease me Jim.” You pout, hands on his ass trying to bring him closer.

“Not teasing baby, just dancing.” He coos smugly, filling you with a single thrust that has you crying out, cunt clenching at the delicious stretch.

His hips are flush to your own, the coarse hairs at the base of his cock tickling against your clit, heavy balls slapping your ass with each drag and hit. Hopper is marking up the delicate skin of your neck with multiple hickies, like you’re teenagers, the harsh suck and gentle soothing lick sends you higher, a fresh surge of wetness coating his cock in a ring of cream.

“I can feel you squeezing me baby.” He growls, muscular arm braced against the headboard, driving him harder and deeper into your fluttering cunt.

“Hop!” You squeak, unable to do anything other than grip his shoulders, anchoring you to him through the onslaught of pounding thrusts. You feel your slick dribbling out, pussy squelching obscenely, being made to fit around Jim’s hard length.

“You gonna cum for me baby girl?” He asks, panting, the large hand that was gripping your hip moving to stroke over your swollen clit. 

“J-Jim…” You whine brokenly, orgasm rushing through you like a flash-flood, wrapping your legs around his hips again, cock hitting you relentlessly.

“Yes - shit - so good, my best girl.” He groans, flipping you suddenly so you’re on top, limp like a rag doll as Jim squeezes your hips in a bruising hold, rutting up into you. “You’re getting my balls wet baby.” He chuckles, voice strained, you can only whimper, nails digging into his chest, back arched, skin covered in a light sheen of sweat.

He sits up, strong arms wrapped tight around your back, jackhammering his cock so deep you feel your belly concave with the bulge. You’re keening into his mouth, tongues sliding against each other, your stomach tightening again with a telltale warmth.

“Jim - I’m - oh my god.” You stammer weakly, foreheads pressed together.

“That’s it baby girl cum with me, let me fill you up.” He says roughly, grunting as you clamp and spasm around his cock once more, drawing out his own release, spurting thick heavy loads deep within you.

There’s a vague ringing in your ears, and you register that the record has long stopped playing, the only sound in the cabin being your light gasps and Jim’s staggered breathing. He kisses you tenderly, as he pulls out, dick twitching at the sight of his seed dripping from your puffy cunt.

“I love you so much baby.” He murmurs, cradling your face, laying back against the pillows, with you still sprawled listless on top of him. 

“I love you Jim.” You smile blissfully, pressing kiss after kiss to his lips. 

“Sorry for being a grump.” He sighs.

“Hop - I don’t care how old you are, I’d have loved you when you were twenty, and I’ll love you just as much as I do now when you’re sixty.” You say sincerely, giggling when he grimaces at the word ‘sixty’. “There’s no one else I’ll ever want.”

“You keep saying sweet things like that, we’ll be dancing again.” He warns, hands slipping down to squeeze your ass.

“Sure you don’t need a rest, old man?” You tease, choking on a moan, as Jim presses his rock hard cock back into your tight wet heat. 

“You’re in for it now baby girl.”

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[planetdream]

winter as your vampire girlfriend

omg !!! need winter sooo bad (also thx for sending this)

cw; murder? blood drinking. suggestive.

— the two of you start dating and you one day notice how literally all of your dates are well after sundown. and now you're thinking about how you found those blood packs in her freezer. and how she's always freezing cold. and when that one guy that hit on you at the club was found dead in a dark alley way the next morning with all of his blood drained from his body like he was a capri sun. but minjeong couldn't have done that.... right...?

so you confront her about it, laughing it off. there's no way she could possibly be a vampire. but she confirms it without even blinking. the secret is finally out and when it's evident that you, not only, do not care, but also that you seem even more interested in her; she calls you a weirdo. (she's in love with you)

— but once she's finally your girlfriend she's literally so protective of you. she can smell danger from a mile away and if need be, she'll handle whatever threat that might be out there. she will also teach you how to defend yourself if needed.

— not sure why, but i feel like she would be such a showoff. "look what I can do" and now she's quite literally crawling on the walls/ceiling. or, "bet you ur last girl couldn't do this." mind you, she just picked up the refrigerator. also kinda jokes about how you found her just as she got out of her phase of being a player n 'stealing hearts'. (a phase that lasted...quite a bit of time)

— never uses any of her powers against you because she genuinely doesn't want to harm you—and if she did in the slightest way, she'd probably go ahead and bury herself in a cemetery somewhere for a couple hundred years (speaking of which—she can be a bit dramatic. not texting back fast enough? she might as well go walk directly into sunlight then since you *allegedly* hate her so much)

—she says the only power of hers that she's ever used against you is "the power of seduction"

— one day, you get curious. asking minjeong if she'd ever bite you. maybe even... suck your blood a little bit. somehow, she's never thought of it, but it intrigues her (and even makes her fangs tingle a bit, which is a strange sensation for her).

— speaking of fangs, literally has the cutest set of fangs ever !! two razor sharp canines that (and she showed you this) eject a smaller, stinger-like organ all for the purpose of drinking blood. "see, it's basically like two little straws to help me drink" also explains that if she does drink from you, it's probably going to hurt.

— but hurt probably isn't the word you'd use to describe it. initially, when winter first bit you, it did hurt. but the pain subsided and rather quickly turned into pleasure once she ejected the stinger. one taste of you and she's moaning as she drinks, eyes rolling back. you're straddling her which allows her to wrap her arms tightly around you; not wanting to let you from her hold until she's done feeding from you.

— and when she's finally done, she licks the area that she bite you in, planting small kisses along your neck until she's at your lips. pulling you even closer to her, if that's at all possible. mouth on yours with sloppy, wet kisses—the temperature between the two of you heating up and then...well you know...

[commander-gloryforge]

Saving Tyria all by yourself, Handsome?

Is your blorbo looking for a mate? Someone to love and smooch and all that? Or are you just looking for a bestie? Well, fear not, because I might have just the right buddy for YOUR guy!

Welcome to the... the! Theee... BLORBACHELOR?!?!?!?

I shall present to you a couple of my guys that are looking for relationships and you can go look at them, and then let me know if you'd think you have an OC that would match them! Again, can be romantic, or they can be besties, or maybe enemies, or anything inbetween! let's pair up some blorbos! let's talk about it! Enjoy!

LUNA - VESTA - RYE

BRUM - LUCIEN - LORELEI

RYUMI - LÉA - PRIMA

WRENNIH - BYUNGJOON - NAGISA

CYNORION - BO - HAOYU

more about all of them under the cut!

Luna Montenero pronouns: they/she sexuality: lesbian age (in the year of 1336): 30 preferences: Luna needs someone who values their intelligence, they want a person that knows to to speak up, that isn't a doormat, and isn't afraid to go against the grain. somebody that shares her interets in music would also be nice. about her: Luna grew up with her cousin Ambrose, who also happened to be her best and only friend. When she was 16, their mother took them away from the Wolf family and began raising her as a priest of Lyssa. After years of abuse within the church of Lyssa, she escaped with a bang, quite literally, and became the assistant of a mists researcher. Though they enjoy their job very much, things have gotten... lonely, lately.

Vesta Blazestrike pronouns: she/her sexuality: bisexual age: 37 preferences: she won't admit this, but she needs someone who's gentle, patient and calm. she needs time, and trust. about her: Vesta is violent, because she's never known how else to respond to unjustice. her sire was a smoke shaman, and she inherited some of his powers. among flame, she was hated for being a woman, and when she fled and joined the blood legion, she was hated for being flame. she was set up to be killed by her warband when they were sent on a mission, but Vesta ended up being the only one left alive. She's always been treated like dirt, for her magic, her tendency to fall mute whenever she is angry or overwhelmed, and now the fact that she's killed her own warband. if only there was 1 person to treat her right...

Darryean "Rye" pronouns: they/he sexuality: queer age: 9 preferences: Someone with an interest in fishing, and herding dolyaks, and herding skimmers, and herding raptors, or fishing... someone to see past his early year problems. about him: Rye was born shortly after Mordremoth woke, and was vulnerable to his call. they began turning into a mordrem but snapped out of it at last. When he was shunned by other sylvari that had watched his slow and rather short lived transformation, he decided to move to Elona instead and just. start fishin. start cowboying. nowadays he's travelling with their two (only) friends Rhea and Junko, and he is tasked to be their bands manager and only fan.

Brum Flausch pronouns: he/him sexuality: pansexual age: 40 preferences: Brum is t4t, but otherwise he has no preferences about him: Brum is just kind of a guy. He's a gladium after his warband kicked him out for being besties with a human, and then that human betrayed him, and now he's just kind of. chilling. alone. he does have a friend, Lysania, and she gave him the name "Flausch" after he split off from his warband. He's very kind, and also very big and strong :]

Lucien The Lost pronouns: he/him sexuality: i don't think he knows this age: he also doesn't know this preferences: I also don't think he has any about him: Lucien came crawling out of a cave one day and wandered into a camp of Dwayna's priests that swiftly took him in when he started blabbering about being a priest and having come back to serve his deity- except that he couldn't remember who exactly he was serving. after a couple of years of being kinda useless though, he started working for a particularly grumpy inquest asura. Lucien still doesn't know anything about his past, or what god has reawakened him, or if that god is ever going to come back, or when was the last time he lived, or why he has the quiet urge in the back of his head that tells him to destroy. hes fine tho dw

Lorelei Celestia pronouns: she/her sexuality: lesbian age: 28 preferences: every woman ever <;3 about her: Lorelei grew up in Lion's Arch. She was trained in an undergroud fight club when she was a teen, though that one shut down when a child literally exploded and opened a demonic portal in the process problems came up. Nowadays she's a roller beetle racer and general bad-guy-smasher, together with her asuran brother Vinzz, and her new wet hamster Ambrose.

Kang Ryumi pronouns: she/her sexuality: bisexual age: around 18 or 19, probably? preferences: someone that's free and rebellious, someone that shares her passion for music, someone that doesn't have a problem with presenting themselves to the world about her: Ryumi awoke somewhere in cantha, and stumbled into a little fishing village where she was taken in by two siblings that, just like her, were kind of outcasts. She had always loved music, and slowly worked herself up to become canthas biggest pop idol. she had planned to tour through all of tyria, until her label dropped her. now she's on her own, working on becoming properly independent.

Léandra "Léa" Rose Grey pronouns: he/she/they sexuality: bisexual age: 32 preferences: man. just anyone at this point. about them: Lèa's had a- complicated life. A bit too much to get into now. But I'll let you know that love has never ended well for Léa, having a onesided crush for years on the most pathetic man in Divinity's Reach, then being dumped by the literal commander, then having a onesided crush on his best friend. Maybe they've kinda given up by now. She's a contract killer nowadays, and quite lonely. They haven't seen their friends/ex guild members in a long time, and the only person he's been around in the past, what, four years, was her mentor. And that mentor isn't the best company, to be honest.

Prima Glittergore pronouns: she/her sexuality: asexual lesbian age: 29 preferences: strong, tall, sexy. about her: Prima technically was a head pact engineer, except that people didn't really listen to her as much as they should. Her work was often seen as over the top and not as practical- and to be clear, her inventions ARE very practical, but they're ALSO very stylish, and it's not her fault you're scared by a little bit of glitter. She's an incredible engineer with a love for pink, ribbons, rainbows and blood.

Wrennih "Wren" pronouns: he/him sexuality: lesbian age: 32 preferences: Wren would probbaly prefer to be with other asura, but aside from that he doesn't care a lot. about him: Wren used to be Inquest, but he doesn't talk about that a lot- they just happened to be the only one's to fund his fascination with time and space. he left after breaking up with his then girlfriend and decided to redeem himself by joining the pact during the fight against mordremoth. he still feels the need to help tyria in any way he can, though he does kind of miss the chances he had with the inquest and the research he was able to do there.

Song Byungjoon pronouns: he/him sexuality: bisexual age: 27 preferences: EVERYONE!!!! about him: Byungjoon is an outlaw, a gambler, a flirt, and most importantly: a large dumbass. He gets himself into trouble with every breath he takes. he's been travelling around the jade sea for a long while, and somehow, slowly, absorbed a suspicious amount of draconic energy. during his travels, he also met the one person that is willing to save his ass everytime he gets himself jailed again:

Nagisa Shadowshot pronouns: they/them sexuality: asexual lesbian age: 33 preferences: someone a little calmer and more responsible, to balance out their mess of a brother, but also someone thats willing to take the first step and apporach them about them: Formerly a shrine maiden near the harvest tample, Nagisa now travels cantha and beyond with Byungjoon. theyre swift, smart and deadly. Shadows surround them, certainly more than their own one. Thyr're hesitant to talk to new people and prefer to keep to themselves.

Cynorion "Cyno" pronouns: he/him sexuality: bisexual age: 30 preferences: someone that can ground him, that he can relax around. someone that is able to rest, someone that isn't chasing a big goal about him: Cyno is a Secondborn and has taken on many different roles in his life. he's been a mender, a guide to the newly awakened, has tried to be a healer, a warden- in the end, nothing he does ever feels right. he feels like he doesnt belong, doesnt have a purpose, the grove isnt his home, but neither is any other place in tyria. he really just wishes he could sit down with his animal companions and play his lute forever, somewhere in nowhere.

Bo pronouns: she/her sexuality: pansexual age: 23 preferences: someone who is willing to give her a lot of attention about her: Bo, or as she prefers to be called, Musical Genius Bo, is tyrias BEST music producer ever and ever, for real, like really. her tunes are so good and great and by the alchemy shes so fucking good at music. she can just feel it. she can feel the vibes and vibrations in the air and all. truth is, Bo's music is absolute dogshit, but shes a girl with a dream and one day she will produce even for people like Ryumi or something. shes freespirited and positive, and probably the definition of the word "girlypop".

Liang Haoyu pronouns: he/him sexuality: gay age: "25" preferences: a cultured person that appreciates good music and fashion and art, and maaaybe someone who doesnt mind blood and murder and being tenderly bitten about him: Haoyu is a diva, he's dramatic, he's artistic, he's an instrument maker and quite the performer. he has mastered nearly every instrument there is and once was, probably because he's had a lot of time on his hands to do so, having been "alive" since long before the jade winds destroyed his home. he's seen his friends and lovers come and go, come and go, come and go, and he's gotten used to it, but that doesnt mean that if he makes a connection, it's any less meaningful to him.

[crossdressingdeath]

Narrator: *Shar's parting words make your flesh crawl. There is no lesson to be learned here - only a family's torment, a spiteful goddess' whims, and an unspeakable choice to be made...* Shadowheart: She's gone... I don't understand. Arnell Hallowleaf: Shar will never admit defeat - not until she has stolen one last thing from you. We cannot allow your future to be her last prize - not after all your mother and I have endured to see you again. Arnell Hallowleaf: Your companion understands, I think. Help her, please. Help her see what must be done. Kyvir: Talk to your mother and father. See what they wish. Shadowheart: I'm... I'm sorry. I didn't know any of this was happening until it was much too late. I came to try to put things right. Arnell Hallowleaf: And you did. You found us. Arnell Hallowleaf: All these years, that dream kept us going, that you would break free. No matter what they made you do to us, we knew you were still in there. Emmeline Hallowleaf: I knew the dark woods wouldn't frighten you. You were always such a brave girl. Arnell Hallowleaf: She was. And still is. You've saved us. Now save yourself. You'll be out of Shar's reach, and we'll be at peace.

It is absolutely wild doing this immediately after the Temple of Bhaal. Arnell's asking Kyvir to help convince Shadowheart to kill both her parents so that she can live free of Shar's curse and Kyvir's just standing there like "Wait, so you don't want her to suffer for all eternity for her failures?" This does not match his experience with parents at all! He died because he told his father no literally yesterday and now Shadowheart's parents are telling her to kill them so she can be free of Shar's influence, he's just gonna nope out of this whole situation and let Shadowheart sort it out on her own because he cannot deal with the concept of parents who would rather die than see their child suffer right now thank you very much. He's just like "No, nope, no thanks, you can hash this out between yourselves, I'm going to go over here and be sad about how fucked up my family is for a minute."

It is sweet how quickly the Hallowleafs decide that Shadowheart should kill them so she can live free, though. Even after all those decades of the Sharrans getting her to torture her parents, they still immediately try to trade their lives for her future. It's very good!

[cowboy-robooty]

another day another divine vision. let me tell you about italys entitlement to love pipeline. so see italy loves to sleep around he loves da ladies da one night stands and most certainly aint about that commitment bullshit. it isnt out of malice or anything its just he cant really see the appeal hes like bruhhhh that is SO not worf it :/ blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... and like holy rome was when he was 7 okay that doesnt really count since when italy was 7 he also used to believe girls couldnt fart a lot of things were different at that time. but see i think italy is able to fall in love with germany despite his commitment issues because he also has a raging sense of entitlement. italy is the opposite and exactly the same as romano. romano is possessive as shit because hes the unloved brother that got nothing so when he gets something he hoards it to himself while italy is entitled as shit because hes the ultra loved by everyone child and always wins out in the end so he feels like he deserves everything at the end of the day. he isnt a bad guy but hes a bit of a spoiled brat to his core because of this since he can easily feel entitled to things after a while. and see italys love for germany hinges upon that entitlement being activated.

because germany is fully devoted to italy hes fucking obsessed with him he will and does do anything for him if italy asks him twice (sometimes thrice). germany will let italy ruin his life every single fucking day and still comes back crawling for more. hell be like italy this is the last fucking straw do NOT EVER fuck up my car again and the italy will destroy it literally the next day and germany will be mad for 30 seconds before sighing and going "well its okay. but im serious this time dont do it EVER aga-" **repeat for the next one million years**. and italy is very aware of this and honestly germanys undying loyalty and shit is why theyre able to stay together. because germany will always accept italy into his arms whenever italy comes running to him even if he also is sticking grenades into his back pockets and wiping his hands on germany's shirt while doing this he will always be like "... come here italy". and i think italy really realizes that germanys always going to take care of him wether hes on the losing side or not and even if hes with germany on the losing side everybody on the winning side likes italy already so theyre not going to really punish him fr so its overall better to lose with germany than win with everyone else since the winning side is going to make him actually do shit. Italys always with germany but if germany actually gave italy consequences depending on how severe these are he would actually leave germany rather than deal with them if he found it too much of a hassle to deal with. And this is how i believe their relationship is like for a very very very long time like for basically the entirity of the anime so far even like italy saw germany about to die and did not even grant him his last wish of smiling for him because he was like errrm! sorry dude but im looking out for me!

but i think this is able to morph into love because over time italy unconciously starts feeling entitled to germany. germany is so loyal and always there for him so hard that italy starts to feel entitled to this treatment because no matter what he does no matter how scum gong or batshit he can be germany will always see him as a perfect angel who could never have ill will (and only kills him out of incompetence) and welcomes him with open arms. italy starts to feel like germany is SUPPOSED to be with him. that it isnt right if germany isnt because italy is entitled to him already obviously and this is why italy starts developing jealousy and is like wtf germany is supposed to like ME most! Its unconcious and he doesnt really think about it too hard but his entitlement slowly grows over time and although it makes him be like GERMANY YOU CANT LIKE RUSSIA MORE THAN ME!!!! it still leaves him being selfish where he leaves germany to die by pictonians lol. the entitlement is able to morph into love though because it becomes so strong that italy one day realizes that hell feel so much intense discomfort if germany isnt by his side. he feels like germany is supposed to be with him hes supposed to like italy best and always pamper and spoil him and be obsessed only with italy and let only italy do special things nobody else can do. and it keeps growing until he realizes what he feels is love. because he realizes that there isnt anything he can think of thats worth more than his relationship with germany. he feels so entitled to germanys life that hes willing to give his own life up to keep their lives intertwined forever. hes willing to give up his freedom in exchange for germanys loyalty since now he cant see himself enjoying his life without it. its become such a common pleasure that its impossible to go on unless he has it. even if not being able to screw as he pleased will make him deeply unhappy, not having germany by his side would make him infinitely more unhappy. he might hate doing shit for people, but he would hate germany being hurt and alone 1000x more than how much he hates getting his ass up and doing him a favor. and THATS how italy realizes that he is so very totally in gays with germany chan forever since hes willing to do anything to keep him in his life and lucky for him he doesnt have to do anything except make their loyalty mutual. hashtag itager babywin!

[cat3ch1sm]

It’s been so long, how are you? I hope you are doing well! 💚 Crawled out from under my rock with another Agni request if you don’t mind 💀 Could I get Agni with a female SO who’s an artist and a author? This man is still not getting enough love and it’s literally a crime

🪐~ bro i absolutely agree. agni is STILL criminally underrated and it’s actually ridiculous. i am happy to give you your needed dose of agni since nobody else does 💪🏾💪🏾 also, hello! i am glad to see you in my inbox again- your first request of the new year! i hope you are doing well, too💚 @sunnydazzy

-ˋˏ ༻sfw, fem!reader༺ ˎˊ-

✧🎼 ೃ༄*ੈ✩ i think agni would absolutely love a gf who’s an artist or author. he’s a philanthropist, so i think he sees art and literature as a very important contribution to the community overall. agni isn’t materialistic at all, either, so i imagine he wouldn’t want someone that is- rather someone who can appreciate the little things and see the beauty and potential of things that seemingly lack both. obviously, being able to see that is very necessary for artists and authors.

*:･ﾟ｡ agni loves to read, so even if your work isn’t finished as an author, he will want to see. even if you’ve got only two words, he’ll want to see. agni is in your corner at all times- you could write something as shitty as black butler’s season two and he’d still treat it like it was the Bible. *ੈ✩‧₊˚

🏹🪐⛪️🫖🌲 it’s the same story with your art- draw a stickman and agni will act like you’ve painted the ceiling of the Sistine chapel. agni is very intelligent, but he doesn’t really draw, so he’s not that familiar with techniques and what is “good.” but he is happy to give you references to draw at any time- even if you don’t necessarily need or ask for them, he will suggest something for you to create.

-ˋˏ ༻🐇 we all know that with agni almost always comes soma- so fully expect soma to constantly be around, lurking over your shoulder, asking if you’re done yet and what you’re drawing even if the canvas is completely blank. he is also one of those “oh, you can draw? draw me!” people ☠️☠️༺ ˎˊ-

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 ❦. whenever you have writer’s block, agni is always there to make sure you don’t quit. he’s always got lots of ideas for you, even if they don’t quite fit what you’re trying to go for.

꧁🗝꧂ agni is also adamant that you take breaks whenever you write- or draw, for that matter. anyone who’s a writer or an artist is familiar with the long periods of time you spend just sitting there staring at a blank sheet of paper or canvas, completely at a loss for what to put on it, which can be super frustrating. in order to keep this from getting to you or discouraging you, agni makes sure you get out of the house every once in a while by taking you on walks, letting you spend the day with him and soma, and doing volunteer work like handing out food to the needy.

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ೃ⁀➷ sort of adding on to that last thing- often, when you are painting or something, agni will suggest that you paint a landscape of some sort so you have an excuse to go outside. also, he enjoys taking you to various outdoor places and seeing new things himself.

[theknitpotato]

There is a question going around the internet, the original question is would you rather have your daughter in the woods with a random unknown man or a random bear. Its been morphed a bit now that its been shared to would you as a woman rather be in the woods with a random unknown man OR a bear.

Almost without fail posed this question the answer of the women/mothers have been a bear and it has men feeling some type of way that women almost universally trust a bear more then a strange man. But here are the top 10 reasons woman have given for choosing a bear over a man:

10- No one would question me about what I was wearing if the bear attacked me.

9- No one would accuse me of liking the bear attack

8- A bears motives are easier to understand.

7- A bear won't accuse me of leading them on by being nice to them.

6- I would not be forced to carry the bears babies to term in 27 states.

5- The bear will either kill me or leave me alone there are not 400 other horrible ways a bear can hurt me.

4- Bears do not traffic women.

3- A bears friends won't come out to say how nice the bear is and how attacking me is ruining its life.

2- No one will question if the bear attack really happened.

1- The bear sees me as a human being.

But here are a few others that are sad but true:

If I survive the bear attack I will not have to see the bear at family reunions.

The bear did not torture me for years.

A bear would not film it and send it to his friends.

A bear would not apologize to me and promise never to do it again.

NOW lets talk. Soooo many males are mad about this. I have seen some comments replying to a woman choosing the bear that make my skin crawl. Most of them give off vibes that tell me they are literally part of sect of men that are the reason we chose the bear. When this question was posed, man or bear, to woman 9 out of every 10 chose the bear. 9 out of every 10. We cannot agree about hair color, makeup, or Taylor Swift but we almost entirely as a gender agree about this. In fact when asked 7 out of 10 did not even take time to think the answer was instantly bear.

We understand the bear may kill us. We understand there are fates worse then dying. A bear will simply kill us or ignore us.

Statistically women are safer with bears then men sorry not sorry. In the last 4 years 7 women were killed by bears and 15 were attacked and survived. Do you wanna know the rape/murder statistics for the same time range of men killing/raping women?

We are safer with the bear.

Sorry, not sorry.

[rainingmbappe]

Maybe the sky has always been calling your name, maybe that’s why you take endearing pictures of it.  This is what feels the closest to retranscribing the overwhelming beauty your eyes can catch, even if pixels will never be enough (at least for you and I).

I too, wish I could study about every science, but I just have one body and one life. I think i will always be mad at myself for not being able to live for hundreds of years, as ridiculous as it may seem. I get so overwhelmed by my love and desire to learn and discover everything that I often lose myself in ignorance if that makes sense. But this is what is so beautiful about it, no matter how hard I try to get all of the answers, i will never get all of them. So instead of being sad about not being able to learn literally everything, I enjoy the tiny speck of time I have on this planet, learning piece by piece.

Biology never failed to amaze me, I won’t lie jellyfishes are my favorite animal and when I heard that they were probably the first living thing present on this planet, I became so obsessively in love with them. I even have a huge poster of jellyfishes in my bedroom. Learning about the outside world and what is around us is cool, but learning and discovering about our own essence and what we’re made of is even cooler. What do you mean my brain knows how my body works but I don’t ? (Sorry if I’m rambling) I told to some of my relatives how it was amazing that the brain was the only organ « aware » of it’s own existence, and they laughed it off saying it was a rubbish thought. I don’t know if I’m right about it, i think I saw something about it in a book. The human body will never fail to amaze me, as much as every living thing walking, crawling or swimming on this earth. May I tell you that your blog always found a special place in my heart and that I always deeply enjoyed it when you talked about science or when you reblogged science stuff. You have a special place in my heart Sara.

The 🔭🌌 anon, formerly known as zowa.

I knew it. I knew that the last ask was you but I didn't want to say anything or assume anything at the cost of embarrassing myself. Zowa I don't know why you left and I wouldn't want to pry too much I will tell you how saddened I was by that. I was genuinely taken a back. I wasn't that active and when I came back on I noticed that your blog had deactivated beside it. I almost felt guilty for not checking I'm or being in contact. But I hope you're doing well <3

I too get overwhelmed zowa. I get overwhelmed all the time. I need to put down books and dry my tears because that's how overwhelmed I get. I cried numerous times during Oppenheimer and my sister just knowingly shook her head at me haha. But yes I completely understand you.

I, too, have had people scoff at me so many times. I've been told that I talk too much and that I'm very pretentious about talking about science stuff. And frankly it hurts like a bitch. I just want people to be as enthusiastic about it as me and when they don't reciprocate it hurts. But then I have people like you who make me feel so seen and heard. Make me feel so understood.

Jellyfish are unendingly cool. Having a Jellyfish poster is so so cool.

And zowa seriously speaking, if I can effortlessly write a 5k word essay on my love for space, the human body would be a full-length book. So I'll bookmark that one for now 😭🫶🏽

Not to be too sappy, but I miss you so much, too. I feel like as we were getting close and having so much fun, I had exams. I mean I always have them fucking exam man 😭😭. I really hope you come back when you're ready. And if you're never planning to, thata completely fine. Talking like this is rather mysterious and fun, I might add.

[amagicdoctor]

i can see how a lack of experience with xmen extinction plotlines would make you see this as a great tragedy

the truth is that's far from the worst that has happened to mutantkind and yet, they still managed to crawl away from those instances:

genosha was subjected to a worse fate than krakoa even tho they were on the same scale, that being an island populated by most of the mutant population found on earth

then you have m day where mutants were depowered, leaving less than a thousand on earth and that was the neural state across all realities. being depowered wasn't the tragic part tho, it's what came after: all those depowered mutants were killed, adults and teens alike, by the purifiers just as they bade farewell to their friends while moving back to a civilian life

you wanna know what's so different with krakoa? it's not that all mutants were affected (there are large groups like sabretooth's exiles outside of krakoa and still on earth that should be fine as they aren't on land and stray as far away from krakoa and its portals as possible) or the number of casualties (...do we actually have a number for how many mutants there are on earth currently? not in space or in another dimension or where else. on earth only. it's hard to guess how big the gala fiasco was following so many extinction events happening in such a short amount of time already) or even that it happened to mutants on earth (sos from a few months back had all of earth's mutants fall under sinister's control, which is hands down a worse fate, and most of arakko's exploded with their planet)

krakoa is different because of how frustratingly predictable and subsequently preventable it was as a "tragedy" contrary to the past examples even tho it was eerily similar to them on a few aspects. it was predictable for the characters in the story and for readers because mutantkind completely falling during the third hellfire gala was announced last year. the teasers for all the comics that were supposed to come out in the second half of this year also told us mutantkind was going back to being on the brink of extinction following the gala after their island was gone. there's no surprise and the way it went down was actually so lazy and low effort if you followed the characters on krakoa for this long

Thank you for the overview!! I'd love to read some of the other events sometime too cause I know they're so crucial to Marvel history. Right now I try my best with this Krakoa arc.. I read to stay in the know but I'm not really enjoying myself 😅

What I try to look forward to are the side series that are supposed to come out (literally starting this month I think) that tie in with the Fall of X.. I do like following characters in the aftermath of a disaster rather than during. I've already read X-Men #25 which tried to show the state of the world a few weeks after.

[hey-kae]

ROAST THEM! please, i am begging

I didn’t mean to ignore this, i just got sorta busy and now idk where to start anymore but i still wanna roast them so here we go.

Big rant incoming. I warned you.

I just found it so disrespectful that they were practically mocking racing in a room of people of literally give and have given so much to it, let alone everything that juan manuel correa went through. That alone should be enough to indefinitely shut them up and show them how much racing can mean to the drivers.

The comment asking for a gift absolutely made my skin CRAWL. Just unnecessary and weird and entitled. If they meant it as a joke, they have shit humor.

I don’t watch f2. I’ve watched like three f2 races in my whole life and i still know more than half the drivers. You have to consume absolutely zero motor-racing related media to not know them. Be for real, some of them are f1 reserve drivers.

The part where they said they didn’t know who juan manuel was? How? Just how? I’ll take it into consideration that maybe they don’t know his own story, cause that’ll take research beyond their mental capabilities to do. They hear about a racing driver that passed away racing, do they not feel ANY compassion? Or curiosity to understand why that happened? Who was involved? How they were affected? Beyond me.

Minor things and errors and penalties happen sometimes and i go google regulations and mechanics and aerodynamics to understand what happened and why. Come on, bffr.

This is the part that literally enraged me. They literally said they see f1 as an opportunity to be famous without having a real interest in it. They literally said the races are always boring and they took up f1 as the topic to do a podcast on because football had already reached its peak when they started and f1 is just on the way to reach its peak popularity.

For once, i found that people who say DTS did more damage than good have a point, and it wasn’t girls who fan girl over drivers who caused the world to realize that. It was grown ass men who are there for the drama and would rather watch DTS than the actual season (they said that fr). Don’t get me wrong, that wouldn’t be too bad in case of someone who watched DTS for entertainment, without disrespecting anyone, in case of people who haven’t unrightfully earned such a big platform in f1 just by being white cis men who pretended to know a lot about the sport.

Lastly, according to what they said previously, i’ve been watching f1 for about the same time as them and it blows my mind that i, someone who doesn’t have a platform in this sport, know wayyy more than them. Nico Rosberg was champion in 2013?! I could take not knowing what years seb won his championships, but keeping up with the memes part of this community is more than enough to know Rosberg won in 2016. I had to do 0 research to find that out! The jokes about it are enough.

When people called them out last year, will buxton defended them. Now maybe people can realize how idiotic it is to give such people a platform.

I just think people who don’t actually love and enjoy the sport and aren’t even passionate enough about it to understand its basics should not be such known figures in it.

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Obviously Taylor has dated her fair share of people (which there should be no shame in), but based on her lyrics these are the relationships that seemed to be the most meaningful to her:

1. Drew Dunlap AKA 1st Boyfriend AKA Mr. Tim McGraw/Our Song/Fifteen (kinda)/Midnight Rain (probably) and a bunch of others

Was (in her mind) her first boyfriend!

Had her first kiss, first date, and first.. whatever else with

Mentions in multiple songs that she thought she was gonna/wanted to marry him

Based on Midnight Rain he seems to represent the idea of what could've been if she hadn't pursued a music career (or I guess succeeded in having a music career, since if she hadn't wanted to be a musician she wouldn't have moved to Nashville)

Has always described him as being super nice

Dated him for like a year

2. Joe Jonas AKA Disney's Resident Virginal Fuckboi AKA Mr. Perfectly Fine (and like SO many others)

In all her songs about him she says that she thought they were gonna be together forever because he... told her that they were gonna be together forever

Was clearly VERY hurt by the whole Joe thing. Back in the day she said it was her first true heartbreak (though it obviously paled in comparison to what was to come)

Did not get over it for a WHILE (6 months gone and I'm still reaching... Etc)

She also referred to him as her first love in the original Speak Now album booklet which I don't think was entirely accurate but girlie was trying to tell a story

"he will try to take away my pain, and he just might make me smile but the whole time I'm wishing he was you instead"

3. John Mayer AKA Sleazy Douchebag AKA Mr. Dear John (and co)

She has SO many lyrics about how she just loved. Him. So. Damn. Much (also this is outside of a musical context but she also said she loved him in interviews so..)

For better or for worse (definitely worse) it had a VERY big impact on her

Threw all logic out the window in the relationship and chose to actively ignore every red flag, or better yet turn them into little quirks (for example: the 2nd verse of Superman)

"don't forget where I'll be. Right here wishing the flowers were from you, wishing the card was from you, wishing the call was from you" (poor TL)

Wrote "I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how/I'd lay my armour down if you'd say you'd rather love than fight" AFTER writing dear john

"I used to think one day we'd tell the story of us, how we met and the Sparks flew instantly"

4. Jake Gyllenhaal AKA Indie Douchebag AKA Mr. All Too Well (and basically all of Red, and honestly also probably elements of 1989)

Fell HARD and FAST

Was like *romantic?

Kept crawling his way back

Kept letting him crawl his way back

Wrote (in her own words) an entire album about it

"I never saw you coming and I'll never be the same"

"you're my Achilles heel"

Literally redefined her perception of love

Taylor at TIFF when talking about All Too Well "I don't see myself continuing to make stuff about extreme guttural heartbreak at your most formative age, that debilitates you emotionally for years, and you have to develop a scar tissue to move on with your life, and write a novel about, cause you're still..." (also it is things like this that make me mildly concerned about the fact that she's never gone to therapy)

We're meeting each other's families within less than 3 months (which I know is a Jake staple but still, Jesus)

"I used to think that we were forever and I used to say never say never"

5. Harry Styles AKA Teenage Boy who can't keep it in his pants (who would've thought???) AKA Mr. Out Of The Woods (and like others but DEFINITELY that one)

Knew it wasn't going to last but still seemed to enjoy it while it lasted

Put up with all that fangirl shit

Seemed to find it inspirational, if only aesthetically

Only person on this list that she seemingly didn't think she would end up with (though she apparently thought he may interrupt her wedding???)

We're apparently on-and-off for ages

Was a key player in sending her into one of many Identity Crisis'

6. Joe Alwyn AKA Golden Boy AKA Mr. 50-something songs (or something like that)

Was with him for 6 years

Very clearly thought he was the love of her life

Once again redefined her perception of love ("I once believed love would be burning red but it's golden" which I know is like a general concept but she applies red to Jake and gold to Joe for the most part)

I really don't think I should have to explain this one. She literally did it herself

Obviously we can't know for sure, but let me know if you agree or disagree. (Also sorry this is so long. I have a lot of thoughts and I don't know where else to put them xx)

I think you’re missing Calvin. I don’t like Calvin erasure lol. I know she didn’t write much about it and I think that’s where the idea that it wasn’t significant stems from but like I think that was a far more defining relationship than like Haylor tbh. He was the first boyfriend she lived with. I think there were very serious plans in place for them. It just started to suck at the end. But I think if he sucked just slightly less and if that time period sucked slightly less, she’d have married him tbh. She’s referring to him as the “good husband” in songs so like… she did think that was very serious. I also think that’s sorta why there weren’t that many songs. It was all just fine and then it sucked and none of it was crazy inspiring but it was also obviously super deep.