#but then he ruins it with glass

[jaykorianddickkoriforlife]

For ONCE I want a movie where the main character and their companion(s) choose to be selfish, and do the wrong thing for each other instead of sacrificing or hurting each other for the greater good. I want them to acknowledge what they're doing is fucked up, and that they feel guilt over it, but they still choose each other even if it means causing hell for all others. I want to see a movie where the expected "good, and noble" people do the opposite because they'd rather see the world burn than hurt each other. I just want a movie where what's expected to happen doesn't happen, and they're selfish for themselves, and whom they love. I want to see that kind of love on screen for once as fucked as it is. I've seen it happen in books, but I want to SEE it on screen.

Edit:

I want to add that I'm talking about wanting to see BOTH of them simultaneously decide it. Not when one person says fuck the world, and the other doesn't so it creates an issue, and they end up fighting over it because one is having difficulty moving on from it. I want them to be the main characters, I want them both to decide it, I want to see both of them live, essentially 'win', as happily as they can with each other while the world ends, even when the time is ticking for them as well. I don't want to see their demise. I just want to see them choose each other selfishly, and live till the very end before the screen fades into black.

[stump-not-found]

take the parts of me i cannot stand, and replace them with what you can no longer carry

when i look at my reflection, let it be some rotted version of you

[lyralein]

8hrs a day, 40hrs a week does make you drop all creative outlets

Well good thing that I got sick for a week so I could draw my little smelly pookie bear✨ and Genshin fanart but we dont talk about that

[arttsuka]

Stanley 'I once had to chew my way out of the trunk of a car' Pines

[starlittragedies]

saw this post about regulus wearing glasses and I LOVE IT SO MUCH

cause imagine regulus who’s contacts had been ruined by barty (he was messing around as he does and accidentally knocked down regulus’ side table making his contacts fall on the floor, leaving them unusable) so he HAS to wear his glasses so he could see cause it would take at least a day for his new contacts to come in.

but being his stubborn and vain self he doesn’t want to because for one, he thinks it makes him look stupid and two, it doesn’t really match him or his face shape (it does he just doesn’t want to admit it) so he settled for squinting his eyes at any given moment just so he would not have to wear his godforsaken glasses. though his squinting doesn’t do that much for him considering the number of times he seemed to bump into things, people, and walls.

by the time they had reached the great hall his friends had enough. pandora accio-ed regulus’ glasses and handed it to dorcas who had put it on its owner with a strong sticking charm while barty and evan held him in place.

safe to say that regulus has not bumped into anything or anyone after that and the glasses stayed on until his contacts came. he also got a few compliments for it.

not to mention a similarly bespectacled boy from the gryffindor table looking at him with heart eyes, which had a lovestruck shine to them (double than they usually are), thinking about how cute his crush is and how if they had had a child the child would have blurry eyesight just like his fathers.

[commandertartarsmoocher]

Oh hey,

I bet the professor didn't even consider that his sentient AI invention would be capable of complex feelings such as grief.

[Posting both versions because I'm indecisive]

[sbblake]

written by william gold, performed by wilbur soot ⭐️

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[demonlineswhore]

I saw this photo and I was like aww cute. And then I thought San looks so dilf here. And then I malfunctioned.

[thehotpilot]

we could have had it all (buck calling tommy “tom”)

[rottiens]

The other day you posted about shy boys and I have some thoughts about shy boy Choso if you don't mind. Also, this ended up being longer than intended, sorry 😬

Imagine, if you will, sitting on the couch in your jammies with your bestie Choso, your bestie that you know has a thing for you but won't make a move no matter how many hints you drop that you like him too, your bestie who blushes and changes the subject whenever you talk about sex/dating and the like, he's sitting between your legs laying back against you. You have your feet on the edge of the couch with your knees up beside him and he's resting his arms on your legs.

Imagine making him lift up his head so you can take out his hair buns to run your fingers through his hair and graze his scalp with your nails causing his head to fall back against your shoulder humming at the feeling.

Imagine snaking one hand over his shoulder and resting it on his abs and rubbing your thumb back and forth feeling the definition of his muscles through his shirt. "Just getting comfy," you say when he asks what you're doing.

Imagine the small whine that comes from him when you remove your other hand from his hair. His breath catches in his throat though when your hand comes to rest near his waistband. "Just keeping warm," you whisper in his ear when he asks what you're doing for a second time this time in a slightly higher pitch.

Imagine seeing the blush creep up his ears when you start mindlessly fiddling with the drawstring of his pants. It's not your fault it came undone, the knot wasn't done very tight in the first place.

Imagine his breath stopping completely and his hands starting to grip your legs when your finger tips slip under his waistband, not moving just sitting there.

Imagine seeing the tent in his pants steadily grow as you start to scratch gently at the skin just above his cock.

Imagine him squeezing his eyes shut and shaking his head no when you breathe "tell me to stop," against the shell of his ear.

Imagine finally grabbing his cock and having to remind him to breathe because his fingers are leaving marks on your shins.

Imagine the mewls that you pull out of him as you stroke him so slow that he has trouble keeping his hips still.

Imagine having to shush him when you speed up, he's louder than the movie you two were watching.

Imagine giving Choso a reach around and playing with his hair again while telling him how good he's being for you.

Imagine Choso coming in your hand and you bring it to his mouth for him to lick clean.

Imagine, if you will, shy boy Choso panting and rubbing your legs up and down to try and calm himself down after the most erotic experience of his life. He's been so good for you, you should get him a glass of water and a snack when his breathing evens out so he can replenish.

[sailforvalinor]

Trying to write James and Lily Potter as parents is so funny for me, because partway through I realize that I’ve started writing them like my parents, and I’ll think “wow, girl, you really need to broaden your horizons, there are other types of parents and parenting styles out there,” but then I’ll think about it some more and realize, no, I’m pretty sure my parents are just James and Lily Potter

[sob-dylan]

permavirgin randy bradley who does technically lose his virginity at some point when he feels "ready," (whether it's to a man or a woman or a fucking junkyard dog, i don't know), but he never gets over feeling like he always will be a virgin because the one person who should have taken it from him never will.

[cartsandhorses]

Those aus where the characters never meet but it’s hannigram and they just don’t have a reason to. Not that that would stop them but maybe Will was recommended a different psychiatrist or left the field entirely, dropped off the face of the earth. He would be the talk of psychiatric circles but Hannibal would never have a reason or opportunity to seek him out. Hear his name in passing and move on, never see his face and fall in love. And maybe they walk by each other but by the time they look back it’s too late. A brushing of shoulders Hannibal would find rude and that Will would go out of his way to avoid but didn’t. A scent that Hannibal inhales and can’t let go of (he wants to, it bothers him) but can’t trace its source because Will already walked away. But he had gone still. Just for a moment, uncertain of why…

They never do get an answer. Not this time. Perhaps they’ll both feel something missing, distantly and locked away.

It’s like outside forces divine intervention are keeping them apart.

[raayllum]

even Callum's statement of "you told me to never sacrifice the greater good for one person, no matter who it is" as though that makes a difference, as though who it is—the level of care, the level of closeness, etc—is something that must be taken into account when making that choice. Because it largely hasn't been for Rayla ("I want to help my parents, but I won't let it bias me" / "Yes. I promise") and it's the tipping point upon which everything else stands to him ("That's the dark magic you want. Just let her go" / "Finnegrin was going to kill you. I didn't have a choice").

[morkaischosen]

here is a hill I have chosen to die on:

every time you talk about Benoit Blanc solving a case in five minutes, you’re doing a grave and inexcusable insult to the man’s sense of drama and willingness to appreciate a mystery’s full breadth, and I will demand satisfaction.

[random-kido]

warm spark