#hastag-basic

[springboggle]

One day I'll make an essay on how transcourse is secretly a means of affirming the sexualities of all involved but with a trans coat of paint (note how womanhood and lesbianism are common areas of discussion on both ends, and how discourse over who is a woman/lesbian and a fixation on men and relating to men and how "all conversations become About Men how saaaaad waaaah" are common motifs on the blogs of people sniffing their own farts about this shit) but no one is ready for that conversation and I don't have the language to explain it yet.

Wharever. Skill issue, this is what happens when your gender and sexuality are defined by what the opposite and same sex are and aren't doing instead of defining it for yourself lol.

[cryptidjeepers]

im gunna need this hot topic graphic designer and whoever approved it executed

[tariah23]

Every new piece of project moon information has been the equivalent of 20 more nailed being drilled into a coffin bro.

[bellaellathemillionth]

EPISODE 1 OF ME FLIPPING OUT OVER HOW EVERY SINGLE GODDAMN PJO/HOO SHIP W O R K S

LIKKKKKKKKE COME ON. EVERY SINGLE FUCKING ONE WORKS ITS SO UNFAIR WHY CANT REAL LIFE DATIING BE LIKE THAT LIKE SERIOUSLY EVERY SINGLE FUCKING ONE WORKS AND LIKE AT THSI POINT I HAVE JUST GIVEN UP ON CHOOSING BETWEEN SHIPS AND EVERYTHING LIKE FORGET IT I SHIP AND LOVE AND LOVE I MENA LOOOOVE EACH AND EVERY SINGLE ONE LIKE ALL OF THEM ARE SO CUTE AND THE VERY VERY VAST MAJORITY OF SHIPS MAKE SO MUCH SENSE LIKE ALL OF THEM JUST LIKE WORK ITS LIKE THAT TIME IN GREYS WHERE SOMEONE SAID THAT THEY WERE ALL RELATED BY SEX AND LIKE UM HELLO TRUE THAT HERE TOO LMFAO EVEN WHEN YOU DONT CONSIDER THE WHOLE GREEK INCEST. ANYWAYS

N E WAYZ CONTINUING ON TO THE POINT

MY CURRENT PREDICKIACNMENT IS CHOOSING A MAIN LOVESQUARE AND YES YES IM SURE THERES A THOUSAND MORE LOVESQUAEWA IN THIS UNIVERSE THAT ARE EQUALLY AS GOOD BUT IM TOO LAZY TO RESEARCH SO SHUT YOUR TRAP (AAAAIISIIGGGNT! LIE DETECTED! I AM TOO LAZY TO CARE LMFAO ANYWAYS BYE) SO RIGHT NOW IM STUCK BETWEEN PIPER ANNABETH PERCY AND JASON AND PIPER REYNA JASON (SIDENOTE; KEEP IN MIND I SHIP ALL OF THE SHIPS LMFAO) BECAUSE ON ONE HAND THE FIRST SQUARE HAS TWO COUPLE WHO LMFAO ALL DO A FUCKIN YK SWITCHAROO WHICH I FIND AMAZING CUTE AND INSANELY HILARIOUS (cant tell if its hilarious or if im delirious lol) BUT THEN ON THE EQUALY AMAZING OTHER HAND THERES LEO JASON PIPER REYNA WHICH I AM WAY TOO TIRED TO EXPLAIN RIGHT NOW ALSO IM BORED SO YEAH WOW SUCH HARD PROBLEMS WOO! (im going insane guyz lol) HA SIKE I JSUT WROTE THE TAGS BUT NOW I WANNA CONTINE ON SO LIKE LEO JASON PIPER REYNA IS BASICALLY FUCKING JASONS EX BEING IN LOVE WITH HIS GF AND HIM BEING IN LOVE WITH HIS GFS BEST FRIEND AND THEN PIPER BEING IN LOVE W HIS EX AND HIS BEST FRIEND LMFAOSO I LOVE THIS OK bye

LOVE YOU

OH ON SECOND THOUGHT, WHY NOT JUST HAVE A LOVE OCTOGON?

[arolesbianism]

Some Brute doodles plus a bonus Button

[noridoorman]

Dear Tumblr users with a Twitter account, the German LGBTQ community needs you!

The far right party AFD has invented something called "stolz monat" which is basically pride month translated into German, but it's supposed to spread German nationalism and homophobia instead of what pride actually spreads.

They spread this cringe as fuck flag with the hastag #stolzmonat to attack against the LGBTQ community.

However, if we spam the stolzmonat tag with the progressive flag instead, we'll be able to drown out the homophobia and reclaim the hashtag for the German LGBTQ community and show the AFD that they fucking suck.

Let's do this!! /nf tho

[outivv]

https://x.com/dailycaelus/status/1812890084045389960?t=pnMzWIplb4Qsjeu200JClw&s=19

Very important information!

Long story short an anon insider from Hoyoverse is stating that while raising awarness on social media apps is great. We should take a step further and start dropping reviewing on any Playstore Site that has Genshin.

Express why you are dissatisfied and use hastages to bring more awarness. As for right now the Playstore reviews are dropping that it went from a 4 star review to 3.0 review. Hoyoverse is desperately trying to get reviews back by adding bots.

We shouldn't be just doing this with Genshin. Do this with ALL HOYOVERSE GAMES. Honkai Star Rail, Tears of Themis, ZZZ, etc.

HSR is facing the same problem as Genshin with Boothill being Native American coded, Penacony reloving around Jazz but have no Black character, Aventurine being Romani etc.

YEA YES!! I tried talking about this in my Hoyoverse boycott post, but I only touched on it briefly- but Hoyoverse games IN GENERAL are the overall problem. Tears of Themis has issues with being orientalist- and just shitty. Zenless Zone Zero apparently has actual blackface! Not good! Uhhh- outside of the record store on one of the little record poster thingies I believe. Honkai impact third has… straight up racism, and a subpar character plot about learning to love your skin color no matter what and she just goes “ummm actually no :)”, and oh my god I haven’t talked much on Honkai Star rail on this account but ykw I’ll go further into it.

Boothill- Boothill is based off of Native American culture, and is supposed to also be Latino. In the CN ORIGINAL translation of the game- his planet is named after two very real Native American tribes, his backstory recreates the same colonization that happened to native Americans specifically- calling Boothill’s people savages, and putting them in reservations after completely carpet bombing his planet, killing most of the population, and destroying the ecosystem. However, despite this Boothill has nothing to show for his heritage, or the fact that he is based around native, and Hispanic people except for the fact that he’s a cowboy- and even then sometimes I feel like he’s played up in game as like actually stupid for comedic relief when he’s not stupid AT ALL. (Sorry, Boothill’s one of my favs and a bad hyperfixation so I’m super passionate about how he needs proper representation)

Aventurine- aventurine is called a slur by sparkle, both sparkle and dr ratio point out specific racist stereotypes against aventurine that are usually targeted at Romani people which is who aventurine, and his entire home planet are based off of (that’s why I’m not a huge fan of Dr ratio x aventurine personally. Dr ratio isn’t racist imo, he’s just lowkey fucking mean and said the wrong thing to the wrong person). Aventurine’s backstory is also fucked in my opinion, and the way people in the fandom take his backstory and treat him as a character only really started getting bad bad after we found out he was Romani, but that’s a fandom issue- it’s still something to comment on.

Arlan- while Arlan is the darkest character Hoyoverse has made to date, he also has his talent names beeee references to slavery. Straight up. “Shackle breaker”, “frenzied punishment”, “swift harvest”, and then his eidolons- “breaking free”, and “hammer and tongs”. Not cool, kinda fucked up.

And that’s just the characters I can think of off the top of my head- not including Jade and her shit cause I know she has some stuff that’s like fucked up about her and ik she’s racist I just haven’t done my research on how she is racist and like gathered all the evidence basically lol, but that’s also just the characters, not to mention what you said anon- how penacony is based off of the jazz age but has no playable black characters? Girl whatttt? Gimmie a slay ass like black singer who’s besties with Robin, cmon now- don’t a coward Hoyoverse, you know DAMN WELL that she would sell too.

Hoyoverse games overall are like this, so please pay attention to all Hoyoverse games, and Hoyoverse mostly only listens to the App Store reviews so PLEASEEEEE go and review bomb ONLY Hoyoverse games. Start with Genshin and Honkai Star rail, go to Zenless Zone Zero and Honkai Impact 3rd then finish with Tears of Themis, don’t do it all at once if you can’t!! Just go review all of them one stars!!

[tomhollandisabae]

arcadia - simon "ghost" riley x f!reader

masterlist

fandom; call of duty

summary; maybe helping emotinally ghost isn't the best idea. harsh words are being said, feelings are hurt and after an eventfull night your lives make an 180 turn

warnings; angst, mature language, mature themes, mentions of trauma, heavy smut [18+/ MINORS D.N.I.] / unedited

words; 4.1k

a/n; it's actually friends to enemies... i uploaded again because for some reason tumblr is messing w the hastags... and my nerves!!!

enjoy❤️

Since the first day you joined task force 141, you had been obsessed with Ghost.

Behind his scary mask, you imagined a man that was hurting. You could read his eyes like an open book, understanding when he was in pain –physically and mentally- when he was sad, angry and many other emotions.

It wasn’t like you were sorry for him, but sad by everything he had been through. Of course you weren’t aware about his childhood trauma, but everyone had experienced something bad in their lives that made them join the army, well... most of them. Apart from you...

You were coming from a wealthy background, being raised as a princess, having the world at your feet, a happy family and a happy life. And that was why Ghost didn’t like you.

Not one bit.

He was thinking very low of you, believing that a person like you would never understand everything that he had been through. He basically loathed you because you were happy, the people you loved most were all alive and you didn’t have to keep a blank face while hiding behind a mask, feeling like a coward.

As a matter of fact that you were a medic and didn’t have to be on the field, you were only seeing Ghost while he was in base.

You were always smiling warmly at him, trying to cheer him up –maybe even make him crack a smile too –yet you never succeeded. He was being grumpy all the time, ignoring you all the time. When you would sit next to him at lunch, he would silently eat his food not even paying attention to what you were saying and then get up and leave. When you would join him in training, he would pretend that you weren’t even there. When you would approach him for a small talk in the hallway, he would pass you by. When he would get hurt and you would have to treat him, he would keep his face straight, never look at you and leave as soon you were done, not even saying a small thank you.

But you wouldn’t let that get to you. You would try every day, every hour and every second. You wanted to make that man see the happiness in life, that no matter what happened to him in the past, he would be able to start over.

It was no lie that with time passing by, you fell for the big scary grumpy man that would never spare you a single glance. But you kept trying, until one day...

Everyone had returned from a mission and some of the men were at the med bay getting treated. However, you never saw Ghost coming in... you felt relieved knowing that he didn’t get hurt, but you still wanted to see him for you missed him.

“y/n, will you go check on Ghost in his room. Some said that he got hurt, but never came in” a nurse informed you and you felt you heart dropping.

As you made your way towards his room, many thoughts surrounded your head. How badly hurt was he? Why wouldn’t he come at the med bay? Was he so weak that he couldn’t walk anymore? Your heartbeat picked up at these thoughts and you found yourself sprinting to his room.

When you finally reached your destination, you knocked at his door, hoping for an answer, yet nothing, so you knocked again and again and again until you heard him groan from the other side, finally opening his door.

“are you okay?” was the first thing that you said while scanning his body for any injuries.

“i’m good. I took care of everything” he replied with a cold voice.

“why didn’t you come to me?” you tilted your head in question.

“i’m fine” he avoided your question and tried to close the door, but you blocked it with your hand.

“no you’re not ghost! What is wrong with you? do you ever think about you and the risk you’re putting yourself through?” you pointed your finger at him.

“even if i did, that's none of your business. So stop being so fucking annoying and leave me the hell alone.” he raised his voice and you gasped by that.

“sim--” you tried to say but he cut you off.

“don’t you fucking say my name. You're nothing but a filthy rich little girl that is used on having everything she fucking wants and now that she can’t have that anymore she’s being a pain in the arse.” his words took you aback, breaking your heart.

“you don’t mean that...” you let out a weak voice.

“believe what you want” and with that he closed the door loudly.

Tears started running down your face and you ran towards your room, avoiding everyone in your way. When you entered the place that you could found some kind of comfort you fall onto your bed and cried your heart out.

You never believed that he would ever treat you like that. You thought that would manage to get on his good side as the time was passing by, but obviously that never happened and never will.

His words resulted in you not leaving your room for the next week, until one day after a successful mission when everyone had decided to go out for drinks.

You made a huge effort to get ready and follow the others at the bar.

When you reached there you isolated yourself at the far end of the room, away from everyone’s eyes, while you started getting yourself drunk.

You were on your fifth –or something –beer, when someone caught your hand, preventing you from attaching your lips on the cold bottle, but when you turned your face to see whoever was that that was holding your wrist, you came face to face with those sweet, but also cold eyes that you had fallen for. Ghost...

“you’ve drunk enough” he exclaimed.

“hmm how’d you know? Have you been watching me big guy?” you smiled lazily at him, feeling a weird confidence overtaking you.

“i’m taking you to base” he said.

“nooooo I wanna drink more” you let out a whine.

he didn’t say anything back, just tighten the grip on your wrist while he literally dragged you out of the bar.

On your way back to base, you kept singing and singing while following Ghost carefully.

“my body is a map of L.A and my heart is like paper, I hate ya...” you swung from side to side as your eyes were travelling all around the street.

“i’m not from the land of the palms, so I know I can’t stay here” you wiggled your hand out of his grip and he turned to look at you stand.

“i’m not native, but my curves, san gabriel all day” you grabbed his hands, intertwining your fingers.

“my lips like the fire licks the bay, if you think that you know yourself, you can come over” he tensed.

“lay your hands on me like you’re a land rover” you rested your head on his shoulder.

“in arcadia...” he took in a sharp breath.

“arcadia...” you placed your other hand on his forearm softly.

“all roads that lead to you as integral to me as arteries” he felt as if he couldn’t breathe anymore.

“that get the blood flowin’ straight to the heart of me...” you hummed as you stroked softly his hand.

You felt a warm feeling overflowing within you as you were so close to him, so close to the man that you so very much loved with your whole heart.

The man that had broken your heart...

You unfocused for the rest of the walk, letting him guide to through the dark of the night.

At last you reached your room, without you even realising. You only felt Ghost placing you down on your soft mattress as he took of your shoes and stand back up.

You raised your head looking him straight in the eyes with tears falling down on your cheeks.

“stay...” you let out a low whimper while holding his hand.

He stood like a statue, not knowing how to react.

“i can’t--” you cut him off.

“why do you hate me?” you sobbed.

Again, he didn’t say anything.

“i won’t apologise for the life I had for I wasn’t the one that chose it, but with all my happiness and wiliness I wanted to make you feel better, I wanted to make you see that there’s still life out there for you, because... I care about you.” you sniffled.

“i never meant to annoy you, never meant to make you feel bad, I just wanted to brighten your day.” you got up, still holding his hand.

“i’m sorry if i made you feel bad about yourself, I'm sorry for everyth--” he placed his other hand on your mouth.

“no one cares about me” his voice was barely heard.

You couldn’t reply though, as his hand was preventing you from talking.

However, what he did next made your eyes widen as he lifted his mask so that his soft pink lips were revealed. The hand on your mouth travelled south, placing itself softly on your waist, while his other hand intertwined with yours. He leaned down, lips hovering above yours, his breath falling soundly against your mouth.

You squished his hand in reassurance and finally his lips connected with yours. His lips were warm and soft almost silken, and pillowy against your own. Your lips parted slightly, allowing his tongue to slip inside. Now, he had brought both hands on your waist, pulling you closer resulting in your bodies to be pressed together heatedly, breathing heavily as your lips pressed against each other. You could taste your shared breath, while feeling the thud of your combined heartbeat.

Warmth blossomed in your chest, sparks igniting as he lowered his head, disconnected his lips from yours, guiding them towards your jaw, peppering kisses across it and the lower on you neck placing a light kiss on your pulse point as he took in your sweet aroma. The smell of his own perfume, of the soft scent, was dizzying, butterflies dancing in your stomach.

“Ghost...” you whimper, tears now dried.

He lifted his head looking at you. Once again, he brought his lips again on yours, this time in a more demanding kiss. His hands started fumbling to take off your clothes, starting with your shirt as you lifted your hands up to help pull it off of you, while your other clothes followed suit, as you stood now completely naked in front of him.

The room was dark, so you both couldn’t see much. Ghost finally, picks you up and throws you on the bed as he eyed you for a long moment, searching and looking at your body, before the tension left his own. He tried to take in as much as he could with the help of the moonlight that was making its way through the curtains. He took in your unscarred body, the way your chest was moving up and down as you tried to regain your breath, your beautiful breasts with your erected nipples that were awaiting for him to feel his tender touch, his gentle fingers, his warm lips around them. Then his eyes darted onto your waist and he couldn’t help but imagine his hands grabbing on the soft flesh, squishing your skin, while pleasing you the best he could. Then he moved on your hips and the area he craved more as he felt his feet giving up from under him as he kneeled down, placing his big hands on both your thighs parting them without taking his eyes from your pussy, noticing the way it was glistening with your wetness. He looked up at you, your soft eyes locking with his.

His hands travelled across your stomach, reaching your breasts, cropping them softly and then it was as something snapped in him. He stood up taking of his shirt and climbed on top of you, bringing you in the middle of your bed as your legs rested on either side of him. His breath hitting against your lips, one hand lowering itself on your soft body, while the other stayed on the side of your head, supporting himself.

“Ghost...” you cried out.

Now his hand was only inches away from the warm core, caressing it with a finger –or was it two fingers? -two, perhaps even three, were now travelling down the gulley and any moment, any millisecond, you would have to plead –this was what you had wanted him to want to do since the day you first met him –and you were caught between excitement and panic, and it –the tongue –you felt as if you were swallowing it and you didn’t mind it anymore, because he had begun to moan softly –he couldn’t very well say anything with his tongue in your mouth –streak the hand had leaded back up to the rib cage, no longer on the side but going up the front, inland. Slither went the tongue, but the entire terrain of your torso to explore and not just the sides –oh God, it was not just at the border where the flesh of the breast joins the pectoral sheath of the chest –no, the hand was cupping your entire right –Now! You must plead, not able to take any more of his teasing, and talk to him like a dog –and oh God, what were you supposed to do now –inasmuch as it, his hand, was at this instant passing over your entire right breast and you could feel the pressure –light pressure, but pressure –Now! The ‘please, Ghost –but it was as if the cord between your will and your central nervous system had been cut.

“y/n, do you want me?” he finally spoke as he pulled away from yours lips, but you still couldn’t matter a word, his touch was too much.

He took notice of this, the hand that was in your core swirled around your wetness.

“you do want me” he answered himself.

He smiled, a smile of genuine delight, never seen in the last months, made the moment even more precious. Tears gathered in the corners of your eyes.

“oh God, yes, I do want you” you cried out, something awakening in you as you kissed his sleek muscular chest, then sliding your hand downward outside his trousers encountered a leaning tower of pressure “and I could say the same ‘bout you” you whispered in his ear.

His head fell limp in the crook of your neck, your hands finally finding their home around his neck.

He pulled away abruptly, trembling, breathing like a drowning man, and his hands went to unclasp her hands from his neck.

“i can’t” he said in a anguished tone.

You were deaf to all reason, your small face blind with aroused need, the slender naked body on flames.

“i love you” you cried, fingers touching where his hair is hidden by his black mask, and it was not the first time that you had known, but the first time you had said it, and all miracle of your understanding it was in your shivering voice.

Ghost didn’t say anything, just made a wild, smothered sound, staring down into your face as you raised your limp head to meet his hard mouth, your lips filled with a sensuality which turned you both to fire.

You wanted to tell him that you understood him, in a way that you'd never understood anyone before. Because you were with him, in this moment. It wasn’t even like being colleagues or work partners –even friends, it was much closer than that, much deeper. You'd torn down all the barriers and put your soul into his hands.

“i love you” you told him again.

his lips slightly brushed against your cheek before he stood up once again.

You broke into cold sweat thinking that he would leave you, that all this was too much for him, that you’d overstepped his space... his feelings, but he didn’t leave.

You watched him as he took of the rest of his clothes, joining you on the bed again, now him being completely naked too. You gasped at the feeling of his warm cock head against your swollen clit. He had worked you up so much that you were on the verge of a break down –but no, you couldn’t beg, plead for your realise –too scared that he would up and leave you for good.

But you’ve had enough... so you took matters into your own hands and you flipped him around, the look on his face not going unnoticed by you.

You placed your body between his legs, giving yourself access to what you needed and he exhaled harshly.

“y/n, what are y--”

Your lips flowed over the wide crown. He reached for the white mattress underneath him, his hands curling around them with white-knuckled force. You held him with both hands and mouthed the plush head, sucking gently. The softness of his skin and his uniquely appealing scent made you moana round him. You felt the vibration ripple through his entire body and heard a rough sound rumble in his chest.

“lick it” he touched your cheeks.

Aroused by the command, you fluttered your tongue across the underside and shivered with delight when he rewarded you with a hot burst of pre-cum. Fisting the root of him with one hand, you hollowed your cheeks and drew rhythmically, hoping for more.

You wanted to drive him crazy.

He made a sound filled with the sweetest agony;

“God, y/n... your mouth. Keep sucking. Like that... hard and deep.”

You were so turned on by his pleasure you squirmed. His hands pushed into your bound hair, pulling and tugging at the roots. You loved how he starred out with tenderness, then grew rougher as the lust he felt for you overwhelmed his control.

The soft bite of pain made you hungrier, greedier. your head bobbed as you pleasured him, jacking him with one hand while you sucked and stroked the crest with your mouth. Heavy veins coursed the length of his cock, and you slid the flat of your tongue along them, tilting your head to find and caress each one.

“stop” he let out a heavy voice after a while.

You pulled away from his cock, looking at him anxiously.

“come here” he instructed and you climbed on top of him.

He didn’t waste on second as he collided his lips with yours turning you both around as you were now underneath him. His mouth departed from your own, making its way along your neck, your collarbones, and he was cupping your breasts, kneading them with soft, rhythmic squeezes.

“ghost--” he cut you off.

“shh” he sucks on your lower lip, his fingers rolling and tugging your tender nipples.

His mouth surrounded the tip of your breast, the wash of heat bringing a mist of perspiration to your skin.

One of his hands pushed between your legs. They fell open shamelessly, your body so aroused you were flushed and almost feverish. His other hand continued to plump your breasts, making them heavy and unbearably sensitive.

“you’re so wet for me” he murmured, his gaze sliding down your body to where he was parting you with his fingers.

“you’re beautiful here too. Plush and pink. So soft.” he said and you whimpered.

He lowered his head between your parted legs, joining his hand. His tongue made contact with your heat drawing provocative laps against your flesh. Your hands fisted in the sheet, your chest heaving as he circled your clit with the tip of his tongue, he nudged the hypersensitive knot of nerves, as your hips were moving restlessly into the devious torment, your whole tightening with the clawing need to cum.

The light teasing flutters were driving you insane, giving you just enough to make you wtiyhe but not enough to get you off.

“ghost, please...” you finally cried out, pleading for your realise.

“not yet.”

He tortured you, coaxing your body to the brink of orgasm, and then letting you slide back down. Over and over. Until sweat misted your skin and your heart felt like it would burst. His tongue was tireless and diabolical, cleverly focusing on your clit until a single stroke would set you off, then moving lower to thrust into you. the soft, shallow plunges were maddening, the flickering against the nerve-laden tissues making you desperate enough to beg shamelessly.

“please Ghost... let me cum... I need to cum, please.” you begged.

“shh, angel... I'll take care of you.”

He finished you with a tenderness that made the orgasm roll through you like a crashing wave, building and swelling and spreading through you in a warm rush of pleasure.

He threaded his fingers with yours when he came over you again, restraining your arms. The head of his cock aligned with the slick entrance of your body and he pushed inexorably into you. You moaned, shifting to accommodate the heavy surge if his penis.

Ghost's breath gusted hard and humid against your throat, his big frame trembling as he slid carefully inside you.

“you're so soft and warm. Fuck.” he breathed out.

You wrapped your legs around his hips, welcoming him deeper. Then his thumb was on your clit, rubbing in circles that had your hips churning.

“yes!” you moaned, raking your nails down his back. He wasn’t icy anymore. He was on fire.

“fuck me, Ghost. Fuck me hard.” you moaned.

Y/n...” his mouth covered yours. He fisted your hair, holding you still as he lunged again and again, pounding hard and deep.

“fucking hell...” he groaned into your neck.

The rhythmic slap of his heavy balls against the curve of your buttocks and the harshness of his possessive litany drove you insane with lust. You felt yourself quickening with every twinge of pain, felt your sex tightening with your growing arousal.

With a long, guttural groan he started coming, his flexing body quaking as he emptied himself inside you.

You held him as he climaxed, stroking his back, pressing kisses along his shoulder.

“hold on.” he said roughly, pushing his hands beneath you and flattening your breasts against him.

Ghost pulled you up, the sat down with you straddling his hip. You were slick from his orgasm, making it easy for him to push back inside you.

His hands brushed the hair away from your face, then wiped your tears of relief.

“i’m always hard for you, always hot for you. I'm always half-crazy with wanting you. If anything could change that, I would’ve done it before we got this far. Understand?” he confessed.

“yes.” your hands wrapped around his wrists.

“now, show me that you still want me after that.” his face was flushed and damp, his eyes dark and turbulent “i need to know that losing control doesn’t mean I've lost you.”

You pulled his palms from your face and urged them down on your breasts. When he cupped them, you splayed your hands on his shoulders and started riding him. You kept lifting up your body and then falling back down over and over again while he kept on squeezing your breasts.

“ghost...”

“simon.” your eyes locked with his “call me simon.” he breathed out, lips parted, breathing heavily as he started pistoning his hips against yours making throw your head backwards.

“fuck, simon...” you cried out as you felt your silk walls flattering around him.

“come on, angel, cum for me. Show me how good I'm making you feel.” that did it for you as you through yourself backwards, hands clasping on his hips as you tried closing your legs due to the extent pleasure, but he made sure to keep them open, as he came inside you once again.

“fuck...” you exhaled as you slumped against his torso, legs still trembling.

He wrapped his arms around you, keeping you close, stroking your back softly, as he tried to show you with his actions what he couldn’t express with words... I love you.

[countessofravenclaw]

So, I got this idea while watching a tik tok edit of Gastina, where he caption said that the creator loves using underrated Gastina scenes. The edit was really beatiful, but in my opinion, none of the scenes used were underrated...but I guess, not everyone is as obsessed as I am so we all have differnt views of that.

So, I present to you:

The underrated Gastina scenes that need more love... (according to me) (not in any particular order)

So, no kisses, or the first meeting, roses, the blindfold scene or the locker scene. Lets go.

This kind of categorizes the whole photgraphy arc. The first time we really saw them interract properly and the sparks clearly flying from the begining. I firmly believe that Gastón started having feelings for Nina right then are there, but didn't realize it. Also the teacher, Mr. Acosta as I have names him, was such a shipper. He probably won few bets at faculty lounge the start of S2 when they showed up dating.

This scene is literally the scene right before the "break up" in S2. So why I like it then? Ignoring what happen's after this, this is such a cute scene. They're talking about the Roller campain, and basically arguing over was Nina's text that caused them to go viral or was it the hastag, which very fast turned into flirting when Felicity got brough up. I really like that Felicity is not brough up often, because that's not where their relatioship is based on, but I do like it being used like this. Like them basically teasing each other about tehir history and Nina even asking if she should be "jelous of herself". If only the conflict hadn't started from here, because this scene was supposed to excalate into totally different direction, which you can see from both of their faces.

This one is really brief, but I love mainly for the ear thing. Why didn't that become a promident thing? We see this once, and it never came back. Why?

I love this scene mainly for this line, which I have used mutlple time as anti-Eric evidence. Also the matching outfits and full blown love-confessions we got in this very simple scene.

How can I possibly like this scene? It is very headbreaking and sad, but just still proves the superioty of this ship and especially what sort of a person Gastón is. He is mad at Nina, but also as heartbroken as she is, and never even raises his voice at her. He even hears her out, which is unheard of in DCLA.

I'm sorry, this is just the most adorable scene from season 1 honestly, adorable and a little bit maybe spicy in a way. I mean, they got physically really close when he caught her and his hands were on her waist and she pretty much squeezed his biceps in the process. There is like clear chemistry between them for that moment, and you can see from his face that he certanly felt some things. Okay, the physicaly chemistry aside, I also love this scene for the fact that in here Gastón taugh Nina how to stop on her skates. If you remeber, the one teaching her that was him, not Luna, which works perfectly with my analogy about Gastón's and Luna's influence on Nina.

Speaking of those feelings... I know that this is right after the blindfold scene, but I one of my fave thing about Gastina is the fact that Gastón actully fell in love with her, not Felicity and was in love with Nina since the begining. I mean in here he basically stopped gushing about Felicity and lost his train of thought as soon as Nina walked past him. He might like Felicity, but Nina's the one who is making his heart race when she's close (this is said in the Finnish subs) and he is feeling things. Which is basically Disney's way of saying that he has been caught very of guard of his overwhelming attraction to Nina all the sudden and doesn't know what to do with it. IN his mind, he can't be in love with her because of Felicity, but god he's in love with her and wants to be in love with her and he could actually be with her, but Felicity...

Continuing the with the theme here... This scene frustrates me, because Nina, my girl, how are you still convinved that Gastón didn't want you in the first place? He pretty much said so, how so you not know the conflic is between you and you? But, that makes this scene so good too. Maybe it is a good thing that Nina let Gastón out of his miseryt so soon after this. What I believe was happening in his head when he started leaving so aruptly was that because he wanted to kiss her so badly. I need to write some sor to a novelzation of his though process during these eps.

[sevileviathan]

Madam Red: Betty Grof

Official Reference Sheet of Madam Red Aka Betty Grof

This is her look for the Villian AU where Betty realizes that Simon never thought about her and that she did everything for him

She is a fusion between herself and Golb but overpowering Golb using its own chaos with anger and madness

Basic/raw lore of Villain Betty:

Madam Red's Playlist:

(still in the works)

When I talk about Villian Betty, I will refer her as Madam Red Other Info: Madam Red is in a loving relationship with my OC Ashton in this universe

as it's shown before orignal Ashton is in love with current Simon

This AU is NOT a Betty x Simon story, this is about Betty becoming a bad guy and hunting her Simon down (this is not original Betty!) So there will be no shipping between Simon and Betty

I do understand and acknowledge that Simon and Betty were lovers but in this AU she does and no longer loves Simon!

the AU hashtag for this AU is called MadamGolbAU If you want to draw fanart use the hastag MadamGolbfanart For random art I do for the AU, Look into the Hashtag SEVIGolbArt

I may or may not make a new hashtag for the mini comic but I will do my best to just link the pages on each page post

Send me a DM for songs you think would fit Madam Red and don't be scared to ask me things about the AU! but I can't promise I'll say a lot since it might spoil!

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[jackienautism]

I’m kinda surprised that you don’t like Dylan? He seems to be such the fan fav I don’t think I ever actually seen anyone rank him so low on their list- what’s your opinions on his character?

yeaah i just didnt really vibe with him when i played, plus i got pretty annoyed seeing him everywhere before getting into the game (travis too but thats a whole nother thing). like good for all you guys for having fun but i just cant get into it

im gonna be honest about my opinions on him so if you reeaaaaally like dylan i recommend not reading. and i mean that genuinely

1.ive just. i immediately saw dylan as one of those like male characters that get super popular in a fandom bc he: is white.is a guy. is a brunette. is associated w/ a gay ship. and is fit under a "bad boy / mentally ill / misunderstood" trope. i truly and honestly dont care if someone likes these types of characters. as long as you're not a fucking freak, i dont give a shit what you do. its just such a prominent trend that should make you go HMMMMM fandom hates women and people of color! and basically im just sick of that trend! so seeing dylan also fit into it turned me super off lmao

2. in relation to his character, i think its fine, i guess, its nothing revolutionary. especially in regards to other supermassive characters.... i thought about this during work one day and like. emily has a similar character to dylan LOL and ive had this thought before but. dylan and emma are also very similar character wise! in terms of like. compensating ina very negative way due to insecurity! but you know whch characters get the most flack for being dicks? for being bitches? for being the worst? and you know who doesnt?

3. i also particularly hated the thing he did to abi during the camp fire scene. like. i dont care if you compensate by making jokes and shit, you're still an asshole. and so is emma. and so is emily. i dont understnad why dylan should get ANY different treatment. but anyway, that dare was absolutely targeted towards abi and nothing will change my mind on the matter. abi is very clearly on the outside of the group. hell, the entire time everyone (mainly kaitlyn and emma) makes comments about how incompetent abi is when it comes to dating anf shit. and so for dylan to ask what he did? it put her on the fucking spot and humiliated her. i dont care if he "saves" it if you dont interrupt as ryan, there's absolutely no way hes unaware of abi's standing social wise in the group. him asking HER that of all people is just shitty. he fucking knows what abi's answer is gonna be. and even though she never answers the question, the damage is already done.

and before anyone says anything, i know nick also was targeted in diff ways for being "incompetent" in this specific sense. which is another conversation im willing to have. but even so, rthe comment ryan still makes bout not letting that "prep aesthetic fool you"? and the way he kisses emma? he clearly has got some "game" or whatever the fuck. whereas abi doesn't really have any of those moments (except for kissing nick first, which is something kaitlyn ryan and dylan said she wouldnt do LOL). and speaking of kaitlyn? and in association, emma? what they did to abi is one of the things i hate most about them and what happens in game. its actually what made me begin to DISLIKE both of them when it happened. basically what im saying is, kaitlyn and emma arent exempt from this criticism just because i dont like dylan. and i also dont care if thats the "point" of truth or dare. it still makes all the characters involved fucking dicks. they know how abi is like, emma especially, so seeing them all pull this shit is just disheartening and sad.

and 4. i like being hastag different

[kermitcurry]

Hey yall!

I know I haven't been too active on here as of late but I've been thinking of becoming more active on here bc instagram basically is screwing over smaller creators with terribly functioning hastags (which are now practically useless).

I have a question though!

Has Tumblr made any significant changes to their engagement system whether that be through hashtags, reblogs or like to make things harder for small creators?

I hope not bc then all I would have left is Twitter and that site I know is unreliable.

[mrstsung]

Unpopular opinion them gender bending cyrax n sektor was the worst thing and cash grabby "look at me guys im so special,give us money" move from nrs. It's so fucking stupid that they ignore cassie n Jacqui (lets be honest,they wanted to appeal to those characters fans and did it in a backhanded way,look at takeda,no longer kenshis son,and is his brother or some shit. Ugh gross.) and think that this will save them from a shitty game. Gender bending and adding microtransactions to your broke ass game that needs patches for your patches to make it even functional on a basic lvl won't make people come and play it. Nor will it bring back long time fans,players,and new people are getting bored. It appeals to short time players n tik tokers who only make dumb sparkle edits and don't even play the game or care about the series. They only look at it because fucking homelander,omiman,and "trends" and it hides behind hastags. Mk11 wasn't even this bad. So yeah.

Sorry not sorry. If you want more women in mk fix your fucking established women characters first fuckers.

And stop making them same faced and looking like rule 34 porn models.

You cant hide behind the "it's a new era" shit when everything they are doing is fucking a scam. They dont care about their fans and the mk community outside of small circles is toxic. It clearly shows when they've been in the dark,not genuinely promoting their game because they know it's shit. Only interviews on podcasts. Which imho,unless done right is the bane of online business. Also to add insult to injury,multiverse is lazy writing so people dont have to actually think about continuity,consistency,and fixing the problem. You dont wanna explore possibilities because you wanna have superheros in your shitty dying franchise. I love mortal kombat but i have every fucking right to be pissed! Ive been on that train since i was a kid. Since shaolin monks and deadly alliance days. Midway days. Yeah. I was there gandalf! I've seen the fuckery for yeeeears! And non game mk media is going so well and thats not good when your game sucks and your a gaming company. But the movies based loosely on your games thats not connected has a better understanding of your series than you. Hollywood,of all places understands mk better. That's the fucked up part.

In all honesty im not surprised by this move at all. However,it's sad more to see people falling for this garbage. The media illiteracy is astonishing. And it doesn't hurt to be skeptical considering nrs current business decisions. And the fact they fucked up a simple thing at evo. And nobody's going to play if you keep promoting a broken ass game with no fucking substance. It's all a fucking mess and it's the most expensive half assed mugan.

No offense I've played some mk mugans,fans understand how to make a game better than a "triple a game company"

Nrs has also i heard in rumors,gonna be selling mortal kombat and jumping ship. So im not surprised if all the shitty business decisions they've been making in the game is to "make it worse for the next sucker to clean it up" type of thing.

Ed boon should retire. And give it back to tobias.

Then maybe we can actually have something nice.

Wb is also going to the shitter and im thinking that they are a big factor to why this game series has gone to shit.

Not to mention to unnecessary crunch time they've been putting their game devs thru. Mk11 and i think mkX had this problem.

So yeah. I dont want genderbends to make me a femme gamer to feel included. I want you to use your established female characters and fucking write them right!!!

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Starting with sonya blade!

[theendofuno]

haii hello welcome to TheEndofUno!

once a drawing-the-same-character daily project, now a personal diary basically :p inicially started at 13/09/2022!

we used to have 3 admins but here on tumblr its only me, Bolinho (@bolinhokidlat)

feel free to send art requests or ask questions about my opinion on something or about my aus! i really love to talk about stuff i write

AU MASTERLIST!

Order: ref + lore // not rlly relevant but i really love this one pls take a look

hermit: lore // lore snippet // main ref // also have this "what if"

prsk: ref + lore (i have a bunch of loose posts about this au if i find any relevant one i'll update :3 )

bunny: i havent wrote about it but heres his ref // better clothing ref

vampire: i havent wrote about it but heres his ref // also a tldr lore

cupcakes: i havent fully wrote about it but heres his ref // very important design detail

demon kiddo: i havent wrote about it but heres his ref

just a totally normal kiddo: ref + me explaining the lack of lore lol

pokémon: ref and lore snippets

mlp: ref // lore snippet

magical boy: main ref // lore snippet // nothing important here this art just makes me super happy pls take a look

gas mask: ref + snippet of lore

this one doesnt really have an official name: ref + lore??? or something like that??

uno the killer cringe aah: ref + lore

calne ca: TBA

i call this one Uno is one sided bffs with Lupus: TBA (heres his og post but its under renovation ok trust me he'll get a new design)

uno is now miku: i havent wrote about it but heres his ref // this one also works

merfolk: ref (im gonna write his lore one day hastag trust)

alien kiddos: lore wee // actual ref

WEIRD MALL KIDZ: ref but theres isnt much lore anyway

[m1ghtythor]

I just cannot understand Thorkki shippers...like, Jane and Thor are THE BEST couple that has everrr existed and Loki's basically Thor's brother...not trying to degradate

I also LOVE LOVE LOVE your blog xxx

First off thank you so much it’s so nice to hear that! xxx

Honesty I’m of the opinion that someone can have their own opinions as long as it doesn’t cause a problem to someone else (or trigger them). I mean you can ship Thor with Jane, Sif, Lorelei, Valkyrie, Fandral, Darcy, somehow Captain America too…? You can ship him even with yourself at this point, also Lokane (Loki x Jane) is a thing that has been going on for years now. All of this ships above don’t bother me like that inc*stuos, filthy ship of Th*rki. I don’t get it and I don’t get why people are so pushy with it. It is not ok.

If you only wish to see their relationship as a platonic/brotherly one use the hastag brodinsons. (They already use that to sneak in the ship sadly, but it’s all we have for now)

In conclusion, stan fosterson the real canon ship.

(I don’t see enough valkyrie and jane content)

[nimskull]

🔞This blog may contain 18+ content, for my own peace of mind I will be blocking minors and ageless accs. I will block without warning and will not undo this.

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My self inserts are down below, feel free to check em out!

🖤 Hello! My name is Nim and I'm a multifandom digital artist that likes to self indulge.

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