#but god dam

[before-whatgod]

just like,, romans look of shock. the little look back after hearing the laugh, just to make sure hes hearing right. his warm smile cutting to kendall look of awe. just,, these poor boys. the “when he let you in... it was warm. it was warm in the light” vs. “he made me breath funny” lines. how lonely must it have been for these characters. growing up competing against the only family that actually cares. siblings stabbing siblings in the back just for a glimmer of a smile, a light laugh, the promise of a future in the light. these broken people entering a dog race to win something they had no chance of winning just to reach that light 

When he let you in... when the sun shone... it was warm. It was warm in the light.

SUCCESSION | Return (2.07)

[big-greer]

a BIG part of the lore of Dungeon Meshi is how ageism is bad. About how the long lived races treat the young lived races like children and thus infantilize them and do not show them the respect and understanding they deserve simply because of their looks or short life spans. Whether its because to them they look like children in their eyes (like half foots and gnomes) or because the adult ages of the younger lived races are still in the child ages for the longer lived ones and so they get treated/viewed as children (we see otta receive comments about getting with minors when in reality she dated adult half foot women. so we already see this view towards things like this are a thing in the lore) We see this with chilchuck, senshi, and marcille where the two later view chilchuck as a child and treat him like one even though he is a full grown man who drinks (and is supposed to have grey hairs) all because he looks young and in the newest episode its revealed he is 29 which is still young children to the two of them. We see how perspectives that characters are children because of their age being a childs age for a different race as opposed to their race or because they look like children is a completely infantilizing and disrespectful behavior that causes so many problems in the long run. a theme that is completely flying over the average tumblr users head.

ive seen people get furious at other people because they sexualize chilchuck and even marcille

“oh they look like kids so dont do that you freak”

you absolute fool you missed a major theme of the fucking story. But because they look young suddenly they are children? have you paid no attention to the story? did you just ignore how the ageisim and weird mindset about ages like that causes so many issues that could easily have been avoided. and as for the age one i see people getting furious at others for being into and sexualizing izutsumi even though she is a year past adult in tall man years, but because she isnt in the adult age range in real life (wild your applying real life society standards to a fictional medieval fantasy world). even though even in lore she would be well an adult able to get married and everything tumblr really does have the media literacy of a toddler.

[hooned]

i thank god i have eyes so i can look at park sunghoon

[gabnills]

Kissing is... Neteyam XF!Omaticaya Reader

Warnings: just much fluff

Note: ok this gets shorter and shorter and honestly i dont know why but i owed them a happy ending and really i wasn't very inspired but after talking to my special person he gave me some ideas, hope you enjoy it and thanks for the support i have recently received

-Owed you girl @jjyourcake

WORDS: 499

The first time you kissed Neteyam it was soft. You could say that he was shy. At first their lips just brushed against each other quickly, but after a few seconds, immersed in the sounds of the forest around them, you felt your lips slowly open with the brush of his tongue, welcoming him, both of them just feeling good, like never before.

With the passage of time it became somewhat hot. Sometimes, perhaps more often than either of them would admit, they would slip away into the night, taking a long walk through the high branches of the trees, discreet enough that no one could hear or see them, until they came to a small lagoon at the foot of the river. They both jumped, stirring up the water a bit and when they surfaced for air, Neteyam would take you by the hips and wrap your legs around his, after looking into each other's eyes desire would wrap them both and between kisses he would rip you off. Little breathy sounds as you felt his sharp teeth bite into your bottom lip, you could be sure the night wouldn't end there.

It would turn desperate as his teeth tugged at each other's lips, your fingers entwined in his hair and clenched into a fist when you felt full in every way, as Neteyan licked carelessly at your mouth and they just couldn't get enough.

But other times, like that for example, in the celebration after their engagement, the kisses were tender, in front of the large Sully family, Neteyam had asked for her parents' blessing to become your partner, the only one for the rest of his life, as if you had not been for so long ago. The warm fire at dinner surrounded them while his brothers shared stories of little Nete with you to embarrass him in front of you. When you sometimes glanced at him, you would see his adoring gaze on you as his parents spoke a few words to him in private, and later that night, when the stars rose brighter than ever over their heads, he kissed you with barely any pressure visible on the lips, traveling the corner of your mouth to the center and then to the all of your face gently kissing the bright freckles on your cheeks and pecking everywhere, showing you how much he adored you in front of everyone, because that's what did you deserve

And a couple of years later, when he was named Olo'eyktan of the town, and while the fruit of their love was barely visible on your slightly swollen belly, Neteyam took your hand and gently squeezed it, seeking the sensation of your completeness support in his new duty, you subtly returned the gesture as they stood together in front of the whole town, his town. They had already survived many things apart, there was no doubt, in either of them, that they would survive much more like this, together.

[thelastchocolatebar]

This week on 'Life With The Olympians'

*Annabeth wins the chariot race*

Percy: You did a dam good job!

Annabeth: What?

*Grover trying not to laugh*

[magicbunnystar]

thinking

[olessan]

a lingering glare in passing (ง'̀-'́)ง (ง'̀-'́)ง

[mapbottakeamap]

Neil is so real for this

[ramen8008]

Estelle Blofis is going to be so loved, it's almost hard to comprehend.

Despite the fact that her parents are literally Sally and Paul who are absolutely amazing.

The entirety of Percy and his friends would love her so much. She will never ever be in a situation where she will think that she's alone. She'll always have someone to call, always have somewhere to go back to, always have a home.

And they will make sure of it, she will never go through what they did. She'll never have to worry about going home and getting yelled at or hit, worry about people not caring for her, worry that what she does being the only thing that proves her "worth". She will be loved unconditionally which many of them weren't.

I don't think you understand. She will be the counter of all their fatal flaws, she will never think she isn't enough, she'll never believe herself to be a burden, she will never question the love people have for her, she will never be afraid to make decisions in fear of failure because she will always have people to fall back to, she will never feel the need to risk herself for others, she will never have a intense desire for something like power, because she has the people she loves, she will never think of herself as useless, she will never have to wonder whether her life is at risk, she'll never have to believe that it's up to her to fix her broken family, never have to worry about not having a home to go back to. Never worry about her self worth being tied to something she was "destined" to do.

And she will NEVER wonder whether she is alone.

She could be thousands of miles away from home and even there she would have someone. She could be anywhere on the planet Earth hell even not on Earth and she will never be alone, she will never fear for her life.

And she will ALWAYS be loved.

[cazzyf1]

James Hunt sexually posing for the cameras as he shows off a new type of fireproof undergarments with tubes putting cool liquid around the suit, designed to warn off the dangers of dehydration and potential heart failure

[raycookiss]

HE GOT HIM HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPOS FOR CHRISTMAS THIS WAS SO ADORABLE OH MY GOD 🥹🥹

@outsiderswolfpac @not-ur-boy-toy

[gabnills]

Hunting Hearts NeteyamXF!Omaticaya Reader

WARNINGS: fluff, mention of death, a little hot at one point

WORDS: 715

*Once again, sorry for the mistakes

-Take a deep breath - one of Neteyam's hands rested on your waist, the other was on your hand wielding the bow. You could feel his hot breath on your neck and his chest behind your shoulders.

-Now align your posture-with one of his legs he slightly pushed the back of your knees

You took a long breath, feeling your lungs fill as you aimed a large arrow at a deer in the distance.

-Ready, shoot when you want

You breathed out silently before letting go of the arrow from your fingertips. It was fast, in a matter of seconds the deer was down, ruffling the grass and making various dying sounds.

They both rushed to meet the animal that was still sending signs of being alive. You took out your sharp knife and knelt next to the animal. Neteyam could see your shaking hand and the scared look in your eyes.

-I can do it if you don't feel ready

-It's ok, I can do it.

You slowly brought the knife closer to the animal's chest, where you knew its heart was, recited a thank you for the deer's life before driving your knife deep, ending the animal's pain.

-Okay, you did well-Neteyam approached you hugging your shoulders allowing you to rest your head on his neck, you couldn't help but shed some tears.

Life was the most sacred thing for you and it was the first time you had to take it away. But you were thankful that it was your Nate who was with you at that time.

They didn't know how long they had held each other, but honestly neither of them cared. The feeling of being so close to each other was enough to disconnect them both from the outside world.

When they finally broke apart they spent a long time looking into each other's amber eyes.

-You will be a great hunter - Nete stated very confidently, placing one of his hands on your cheek.

-How are you so sure? -you certainly didn't think you could make hunting the main job of your day

-Because you hunt my heart, as stealthy as a snake and as innocent as a dove

You felt how your cheeks warmed with his words, as sweet as he was.

-I see you- his tender eyes did not separate from yours while he pronounced those words spoken so low that he thought that perhaps you had not heard him.

-I see you - you answered in the same way, and from one moment to another everything made sense to you. How your heart raced every time he taught you how to use the bow and how his hands sweated every time they were so close. You perfectly understood the heat that surrounded your heart at that precise moment.

Neteyam took you by the bare waist and placed you on his lap, your legs on either side of his, he looked at you questioningly, almost asking for permission before kissing you. Very tender and deeply.

You felt his hands run down your back and legs, his soft hands touching every portion of your skin with each second that the kiss intensified.

You ran through his arms, strong and long, until you reached his neck and left your hands caressing the strands of hair at the bottom of his head.

They parted his lips and you could feel his wet kisses on your neck feeling his sharp teeth caress your collarbones. You released several sighs and light moans at the sensation.

On the other hand, you started kissing and biting Nete's ears, drawing several sighs from her as well.

At some point, you felt how his tails got tangled between them and new sensations began to fill your entire being.

When both of them ran out of air, they barely parted. Neteyam put his forehead against yours, he did not open her eyes when he spoke again.

-I swear to you, in front of the forest that surrounds us now, that neither war nor peace, nor chaos or tranquility, nor life nor death are going to separate me from you.

And while they kissed again, you wished with all your heart that his words were true.

[eddyneedssleep]

I doodled more today. I haven't drawn a lot in the past week making the worms in my brain agitated

[aboxofcereales]

I think there should be some magnificent writing done of the looming moral dilemma of Elspeth Rook Mercar, the Breaker of Bonds, the firm believer in heroic nonsense, falling for a Lucanis Dellamorte, whose calling is death, the First Talon of the Crows. Because no matter how big and soft his heart is, he’s still unavoidably will lead the organization who helped to save Thedas, yes, but also is intertwined with many of the horrors that the Shadow Dragons oppose. And yet, still she will always choose Treviso, instead of Minrathous.

[foob-r]

i think alien romulus was successful in its atmosphere, sets, and effects (save for one or two here or there). however their writing of their singular black character was so cartoonishly racist it sort of made the whole movie suck

[leveragedlibrarians]

I gotta say 'The Last Dam Job' is golden in many ways but by far the best part has got to be the line delivery on "And a Chinese Artifact"