#anyway that concludes my rant

[yourhighness6]

Can I Talk About How Much I Love Willow Park for a Moment?

I've talked before about how Hunter and Luz are my favorite characters in toh but she's probably my third favorite and sometimes I literally want to worship the ground her little animated boots walk on. For one, she's Asian-coded and plus-sized, which is rare enough (the only other example I can think of is Glimmer from She-ra, who I also love), but she's actually well-written and complex in the way a lot of diverse characters aren't. She's canonically pansexual, which is a community that gets so little representation its heartbreaking. On top of that, she's in a healthy relationship with someone of the opposite gender, which isn't often seen with bi and pan characters. She's an extremely powerful witch but she struggles with self-esteem issues. She's allowed to be stressed and exceed her limits and break down and have emotions. She's strong and independent without putting other people down. She's kind and compassionate without being a pushover. She's reliable and tough but has limits. She's cute and girly but also a little gremlin. She has an absolutely wonderful character arc and helps save the world. I love her so much I can't even express it.

[iniquitousyearning]

since i have a lot of new followers from outside the fandom and this continues to be a constant topic of conversation i’d just like to remind everyone that im not writing about underage 16 year olds im writing about fully grown adult men who, in an alternate timeline (omg!), are college students.

(lorenzo zurzolo, benjamin wadsworth, christian coulson [who was literally 23 in COS might i add], louis partridge etc etc etc are all grown ass adults irl. that is how i see&write them.)

[zaphodbeeblebroxssecondhead]

I'M WATCHING CAN'T SMEG WON'T SMEG RIGHT NOW AND MY BRAIN IS SORT OF DOING A LITTLE DANCE I'M SO HAPPY

Except for the uh kind of upsetting joke that Kochanski enters with (I'm stabbing the misogynistic parts of Red Dwarf in the side of the neck right now guys)

I GOTTA IGNORE THOUGH BC MY HUSBAND IS HERE AND HE'S NOT INEPT IN THE KITCHEN AND THAT'S HOT

Every time I see him geniunely smile my heart breaks in a good way

I love him joining in with Dwayne's little dance and Lister cutting the onion like he's attacking it-

Kryten jumping oh my God 🫣

Rimmer keeps breathing in and choking on all the ingredients why

Him and Dwayne work unreasonably well together though

HIS DISGUSTED EXPRESSION WHEN HE'S FLIPPING THE INGREDIENTS IN THE PAN HELP

Can I tell you guys that I find the fact that rimmer can cook really hot again I feel like this is important that's very attractive

God his stiff hip movements and jerky arms have captivated me

The smooth way he cuts that cucumber is so mmm look at his hands

YES KEEP DOING YOUR LITTLE DANCE HONEY

oh yes use your brute strength to stop your son from cutting his own finger off

Awww look at them!!! Best friend activities fr

The dichotomy of man is truly represented in the difference between the two pairs here

Aww Kris oh no :( it's alright

'Yer such a swat Rimmah'

'Mm yum yum' - Arnold Rimmer

YES AS THEY DESERVE YESSS

Anyway thank you @raidermomma for sending me the link!!!!

[fandomtrash-whataboutit]

Episode 6 left me nothing but confused??? They doubled down on the no-multiverse thing, especially with the joke about the hallway with Wim and the additional drama build up with Cir’s family. But if you go down this path, bnw, i won’t forgive you because if everything else is normal WHY IS JIN PSYCHIC?????

[blippin]

[pangolinsandnewts]

if we have headcanons of Morro having water related trauma then we should also have headcanons of Harumi having height/falling related trauma. Please and thank you.

[wereverine]

when ppl start arguing abt on a video abt how someone makes *their* family's recipe for sweet tea and being like "oh honey i'm southern" man shut the entire fuck up everybody in the south makes tea a different way i'm gonna toss my tea jug at your head

[umemiyan]

i have semi-concluded that my hormones are probably fucking with me more than i thought lately nksdkdknd once again i envy everyone who has a normal reproductive system

[clochanamarc]

don't ask why i'm thinking abt this again bc it's like. an annual aggression, every twelve months i have to think abt this very specific thing that has overlapped between irish colloquialisms and spicy nicknames, so here we go!

i am once again thinking bitterly abt the term of endearment that is "pet", bc in ireland we say "pet" a lot?? we call young children pet?? we call upset friends "pet"??? we greet people cheerily by calling them "pet"??? and yet whenever i use the term "pet", the three occasions that i've done it, i've had people reply to the threads with their muses being either flirty, uncomfortable, or angry, understandably so if you only ever knew the word in THAT context, and like. i'm rambling--

it just completes aisling's character that she WOULD call people "pet", and in the context and scenarios that make it blindingly obvious that she's not dabbling in any kin.ky shenanigans, and it makes me v sad that i can't chance throwing it into a thread, bc i do understand why people would assume otherwise, but it's not a demeaning or condescending thing! in the irish culture, we just. my nana calls me "pet", my mam calls me "pet", i call my younger cousins "pet", like it's a soft and lovely thing and just. it's like "oh honey, did you hurt your knee?" or "honey, what's the matter!" except it's "pet", not "honey".

[strangenocturne]

people will see one post from you and assume they know the whole story about you, your character, and your stance on sensitive topics. just bc I don’t post every nuanced thought on my mind onto this hellscape of a social media network (not just tumblr), doesn’t mean you know me! friendly reminder ♥️

[probablyok1]

I think the lesson I've learned from this season of Big Brother is that I need to become a misandrist

[vulpixelates]

re: last rb i would also like to reinterate that when i'm talking about being pissed that people get called terfs for talking about feminism is not because i'm mad about being called a terf; i also know what i believe. it's because it gets in the way of our ability to talk about feminism in any meaningful way.

the idea of it has been so fucking watered down in the past decade that it barely has any meaning anymore; the only people who are freely able to shout about "feminism" are people who aren't actually feminists.

because yes. terfs are NOT feminists. they are vessels for patriarchal ideals. they're men's besties while talking about how trans women are dangerous and infantilizing trans men by thinking they can't make their own decisions about their identities. even the most left-leaning of them are still helping to uphold the patriarchy in their transphobic nonsense, which is always rooted in disgusting gatekeeping on what a woman is. they reduce womanhood to wombs and gametes. they are diluting the conversations around feminism so thoroughly at this point that actual feminists are now getting backlash for talking about topics that matter - that need to be spoken about if any tangible change is going to happen.

[corvidiss]

I put a lot of effort into being a very understanding, considerate person.

Upon meeting me, many therefore assume that I have immediately taken Their Side on all matters (when in fact I have only showed them that I understand their perspective on such matters).

They are then rather surprised when they complain to me about something and I am understanding and considerate about the opposite perspective too.

I'm not sure what to do about this.

[aashiqui-aashiqui]

by the way when i say other cricketers i mostly mean the english players and no offence but i do not get what people see in them…like i know theres english people on here who obviously are gonna post about their own team but like i refuse to believe those players are that interesting

[ann1-wr1tes]

Save a Horse, ride a Cowboy

Synopsis: You make the mistake of placing Leon's cowboy hat on your head and you have no idea what the "Cowboy rule" is...

Warnings: Smut, Adult themes, filth

Word Count: 2,692

A/N: Cowboy. Leon. Two of my most favorite things.

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Your eyes dart around the entire space around you as your ears are drowned out by cheers and screams for the person who was currently riding a bull. Your friends thought it would be fun to go see a rodeo and so far it had been fun.

You got to see tons of people getting hurled off bulls which was entertaining in itself but you also couldn't help but agree with your friends when they all started to gush over how "hot" some of the cowboys were. Everywhere you looked you saw bandannas, flannels, cowboy hats, and flared jeans. You felt a little bit underdressed wearing your usual jeans and t-shirt but it was still fun getting to see all the hot cowboys and Southern charm.

As your friends ranted about this one man they saw who was about to ride a bull, you found your eyes stuck on someone else. Your eyes were glued to this one cowboy who was busy trying to calm the bull down enough to get the rider on top.

You couldn't see fully from where you were sitting but you could see the man's pretty blonde locks sticking out from underneath his cowboy hot and his crystal blue eyes that narrowed in concentration as he coaxed the bull into temporary peace. You didn't want to admit that you were drooling over him but you knew your friends would tease you if they saw how much you were staring at this guy.

Soon the rider is situated on the bull and a gunshot rings through the air. The gate that leads to the field is kicked open and within a second the bull is running out and thrashing wildly with the rider on top. You can audibly hear all the "ooohs" and "ahhs" as the rider holds on. Your friends are all squealing and cheering themselves as the man almost gets thrown off.

Then with another flail, the rider is thrown off the bull and ends up painfully tumbling onto the ground. As soon as that happens there are people going onto the field to scrape up the rider from the floor as others go to subdue the bull.

You can't help but cheer and holler as well as a smile comes to your face. What a show.

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After the rodeo was over you wanted to conclude the evening by venturing to a nearby bar. It seemed like a lot of the people from the rodeo came as well as you noticed that once again you were surrounded by Southern accents and cowboy hats.

Your little group made their way to the bar and started to hover around it as the bartender asked everyone what they were getting. As soon as the orders are taken you are about to pay but as soon as you are about to give some cash to the bartender you are interrupted by a thick southern drawl.

"Drinks are on me, darlin'."

Your head turns and you are met with the same face you were admiring earlier. The fluffy blonde hair, crystal blue eyes, and oh…you could see him much better now and god did the man look heavenly in the candlelight that emitted from the bar.

You could now make out the stunning facial features of the man and you could feel your heart speed up tenfold when your eyes grazed over his chiseled jaw and high cheekbones. The way the cowboy hat sat on his head made something buzz inside you.

You are broken out of your thoughts when you hear your friends snicker from behind you. The man even seems to notice your sudden shock as a subtle smirk comes to his face.

"You don't need to do that." you smile nervously as the man's eyes rake over you. You think you might have gotten lost in those eyes. "But thank you anyway."

"No need to thank me, sweetheart. Something as pretty as you should have all the men 'round here buyin' your drinks." He winked at you making your cheeks heat up. Your friends snickered again but you ignore them with a small roll of your eyes.

"The name is Leon by the way, Leon Kennedy." he introduces while holding out his hand. You take it and introduce yourself in return and you're immediately caught off guard when Leon goes to press a kiss against your knuckle.

You were so relieved when you finally got your drinks. You thought you were about to combust just by being around Leon. Leon on the other hand was relishing in your flustered looks and shy behavior, in fact, he thought you were the cutest thing he'd ever laid eyes on.

Though soon your shy, flustered behavior was pushed back by liquid courage. It was sped up by how quickly you were drinking your beers but soon you didn't even notice how you were practically leaning into Leon, muttering things about the rodeo and how hard it seems to ride bulls.

"I mean…I thought the guy was gonna be dead…how he got flung off that thing.." you murmured to yourself with a silly grin as you looked up at Leon.

"Well ridin' is all in the hips sugar~" Leon hummed while leaning back on his elbows. Your stomach fluttered at the suggestive tone and you took another sip of your beer to try and quell your nerves. In an attempt to change the subject, your eyes dart to his hat and a smirk starts to pull at your lips.

"Y'know you look great in that hat…" you compliment as you eye it. Leon chuckles and gives you a smile that has you wondering why it makes your heartbeat pick up.

"Is that so?" he asks. You nod but there's a glint of playfulness in your eyes as you look at the cowboy hat.

"I think it'd look better on me though~" your hands reach out and pluck the hat right off of Leon's head and you place it on yours. You adjust it and tilt it just right on your head like it was on Leon's and then you look at him with a wide grin.

"Well, how does it look?" You ask. Leon seems frozen for a moment as his mind starts to comprehend what you just did. You notice the sudden hesitance for a moment and you almost think that you did something wrong but a smirk soon returns to Leon's face and there's an amused look as he flicks the brim of the hat up.

"It suits you well sugar, but do you know what happens when you put on another cowboy hat?" he asks.

Suddenly you're hit with confusion and it reads all over your face as Leon chuckles. Even the bartender seems to laugh a little and he quickly turns around and starts to clean out glasses when you look at him.

"No…?"

"Well, we have a rule called the Cowboy Rule. If you wear the cowboys hat, then you have to ride the cowboy." Leon explains calmly before taking a swig of his drink. You blink in surprise and you can feel the blush start to creep onto your face. You look down at your drink to hide it.

"Oh," is all you manage to croak out. Your throat suddenly feels incredibly dry. You feel a hand hook under your chin you meet Leon's piercing gaze. His eyes are filled with amusement and it sends shivers down your spine.

"If I do then can I keep the hat?" you cheekily ask. The corners of Leon's mouth tug up and it causes your insides to flip. Your heart begins to beat quicker.

"Wanna find out?" Leon says as he leans forward until his lips are barely inches away from yours. It takes everything in you to not close the space between you two. Instead, you nod your head frantically hoping that he understands your silent request for more.

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Hungry hands rake across your body as your own hands run down Leons. The feeling of his skin against yours makes every single nerve in your body burn as you slowly unbutton his shirt and he reaches for yours as well. Your bodies collide together like magnets practically, there's such a strange pull that seems to be between you two as your mouths clash together.

Leon's teeth nip at your lower lip and you moan softly as he slides his tongue past your lips and deepens the kiss. In return you rake your hands through his blonde strands, tugging lightly when Leon's hand trails along your sides, going down to rest on your hips.

The cowboy hat still sits on your head as you lean back, breaking the kiss to sit back on your haunches. The sight in front of you was heavenly. Leon was laid back, his legs slightly parted, his shirt halfway unbuttoned and exposing his chest, then of course there was the glassy, lustful look in his blue eyes as his swollen lips were slightly parted.

The entire image made your cunt flutter with need.

You take off the hat for a moment and place it back on Leon's as you yank your shirt up and off your body and then your hands work to unbutton the rest of his buttons on his shirt. As soon you are done, Leon slips his shirt off and yanks you back on top of him by your hips.

In that action, your hips accidentally roll against his causing you both to have a moment of pleasure from the friction.

"Fuck darlin'…need to feel more of you.." Leon huskily utters as his hands tighten around your hips a little more.

With a hum of agreement your rest your hands on his chest and go to straddle his lap a bit better so that your heated core is pressed right up against his erection that is straining through his jeans. Teasingly, you roll your hips again and you both let out a long moan.

"Shit…stop teasin' me," Leon mumbles, his voice rasping and rough as it sends shivers down your spine. You giggle breathlessly, pressing your hips harder against the bulge in his jeans, grinding a little more.

"Why would I stop? I wanna see how many pretty noises I can get out of you cowboy." you coo.

Leon growls in response as he roughly pulls you back towards him, slamming a searing kiss to your mouth. This time he moves his free hand down and it slips down your jeans, finding your clothed clit and he rubs small circles against it. Your hips buck in response and you let out loud moans against Leon's lips.

"That's it baby…let me hear you." He grunts.

It's practically music to your ears as you rock your hips against his fingers as he continues to rub your clit and you feel the knot in your stomach tightening. Leon suddenly pulls his fingers away and you whine. You're left with nothing but the ache between your legs.

In desperation, your hands fly down to Leon's belt buckle and you start to undo his belt as quickly as you could.

"Easy there honey, I'm not goin' anywhere." Leon chuckles. He replaces your hands with his and soon he's tugging his pants down along with his black boxers to reveal his hardened cock. Its springs to life and slaps against his stomach.

You groan at the sight of it. It's big and thick and you almost want to take him in your mouth until his hands are already working on your own jeans.

He unbuttons your jeans and pushes them down your thighs. You kick them the rest of the way off and reposition yourself on top of Leon. Right as you are about to sink down onto Leon's length he interrupts you.

"I think you're forgettin' something.." Leon takes his cowboy hat off and puts it back on top of your head, tilting it just right.

"Beautiful." Leon breathes in a low tone.

"I think it looks better on you." You smile as Leon's hand grazes over your cheek and tucks a stray hair away from your face.

"That's nonsense, it looks stunnin' on you." He smirks and his thumb drags up and down your jawline, gently rubbing your cheek. The butterflies in your stomach flutter even more as he leans in closer to you, your noses brushing against one another.

You rub your slick folds back and forth on Leon's tip and slowly sink down onto his length, letting out moans at the stretch.

"L-Leon… it..so much" You pant between clenched teeth, gripping onto his broad shoulders.

"It's okay sweetheart, let me help.." he coos. The hands on your hips slowly start to help you roll into his, making sure to go slow and his grasp was decently gentle as he helps you build up a good pace.

"It's all in the hips sugar…." Leon whispers in your ear, sending tingles down your spine.

Soon on your own accord, you start to ride him faster. It catches Leon off guard as waves of hot, blinding pleasure course through his veins. He throws his head back with an audible moan as you bounce up and down on his cock.

"Good girl, keep rollin' your hips like that.." Leon praises, his voice rumbling low in his chest.

You nod and do as you are told, your body starting to twitch against Leon, your hands clenching onto his forearms tighter as he starts thrusting upwards, trying his best to push himself inside of you and meet your steady rhythm.

A whimper escapes your mouth as Leon sits up, connecting his lips to your neck. One of his hands trails up your back and plants itself on the nape of your neck as his lips suck and kiss your sensitive skin.

Your mind is spinning, your heart beats furiously. There are no words that can describe how amazing it all feels. Especially as the euphoria grows and the knot in your belly tightens. Leon, in his own desperation to chase his oncoming high, continues to buck his hips up into yours wildly from below.

His head has fallen back against the pillow as he feels your cunt tighten around him.

"Jesus…you feel so good darlin'." Leon groans in appreciation. You don't say anything, only moaning loudly and moving your hips with more vigor. The sounds from your mouth cause Leon to shudder as he watches you move against him. The sound of his name falling out of your mouth is driving him crazy and you look so damn pretty in his cowboy hat.

After a few more moments of bliss, you finally come undone releasing all of the fluids onto Leon's cock as your eyes roll back into your head and you slump down on top of Leon. Leon helps you along by moving his hand down to toy with your clit as you shudder from the waves of your orgasm.

"Look at you, you pretty little thing. So beautiful.." he grunts.

His hand comes up to the back of your neck as he holds you to his chest while burying his nose in the crook of your neck.

Your breathing is heavy and you wrap your arms tightly around his torso, feeling warm all over your body after your climax. Leon sighs as he starts to rub small circles into your back.

"Damn sweetheart, you may just be the death of me." he coos. A soft smile forms on your lips. Your head rests firmly on his chest, and you peer up at him.

"Does that mean I can keep the hat?" You ask with a sheepish smile.

Leon chuckles and rests a hand on your hat-covered head.

"Yeah, I 'spose so. It suits you."

[many-gay-magpies]

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