#hope this was ok!

[theloveinc]

omg katuski as kendall…so true bestie…anyways i like to imagine aside from looks reader is actually really good at their job which inturn makes them EVEN MORE SEXY TO THE OFFICE!!!

(succession!au tag - here!)

do notttt make me turn this into a post abt character x smart!reader bc that's my whole fucking life and i'll die defending it before i die doing anything else. on god.

but anyway, in the succession!au too?? *starts foaming at the mouth and spitting*

LIKE, they're almost all fucking nepo babies of SOME sort, cuz even the ones with more humble beginnings (like Kiri and Deku) never had to work that hard w/ Bakugo and All Might by their sides, helping to both teach them abt business AND offer them fancy jobs...

so meeting someone (Y-O-U) who actually labored for what they have? and truly earned their position w/ hard work and genuine smarts???

ooooh it's so sexy to them, especially since you can see right through almost all of their shit and don't give into their stupid requests and business moves just bc you wanna be in their favor or suck dick for a better position.

(let it be known that Deku has fumbled a few good deals letting a new recruit make decisions on his behalf just because he wanted to get in their pants... a fact that never fails to make bakugo smug asf LOL)

But there you are, working hard + minding your business AND THEY LOVE IT; love when you charge into meetings and assert your points, or fight back when you think a plan is stupid, even if that plan is All Might's or Bakugo's... you actually care about the company and they can tell.

...which is why you end up getting invited to all the foreign business meetings where the boys drool over your nice, revealing vacation clothes at the same you negotiate business...

and if your blatant denial of their interest in you and focus on your work makes them all the more horny? THAT'S NONE OF MY BUSINESS.

[randomingoftherandomness]

Heyo, so ALoN fic prompt... You didn't specifically mention this pairing but what about Mowen × Zhang Ping, especially when they met in the forest? The drama jumped from ZP passing out and then waking up leaning onto a tree next to MW but what happened in between?? What happened after?? We need answers!! (In the form of fics)

I gotchu I gotchu Nonnie (♡-_-♡)

~*~*~*~

If nothing else, Mowen really should stop being surprised by anything Zhang Ping does.

Risk his life for someone who has been nothing but nigh on antagonistic toward him? Sure, why not. Stubbornly dig in his heels when facing people who have the power to make him disappear with a tilt of their head? Yeah, not a big deal.

Make him, Wang Yan, produce noodle dough just because he lost a bet? Of course.

Somehow have the luck to be found by Mowen's men on patrol while they're stuck in the miasmic quagmire of this forest? Yes, not out of the ordinary. In fact, Mowen thinks that Zhang Ping must have tied some thread of fate between them.

(if he did, Mowen hopes it is one that is coloured red)

"Sir."

Mowen shakes his head, carefully angling Zhang Ping's face so that he won't wake again with a crick in his neck. Not that that will be their biggest issue while being stuck and lost in this place, but whatever small comfort he can give to him, Mowen will do his best to facilitate it.

"Now is not the time," Mowen whispers. The syllables come in a dry click. When was the last time he had a sip of water? He'd been passing off his share to his men, so it must have been awhile. Licking at the cracks on his lips, he runs his eyes over Zhang Ping's sleeping form.

"Sir--"

"It should be almost time to split up the rations again. Make sure everyone has a bite to eat. Go."

His Lieutenant obeys but not without a beat of reluctance.

A blind man can tell that there's a level of unhappiness brewing in the air here. Mowen would have to be a fool not to realise that from the moment they brought Zhang Ping back with them, he is nothing to these men but yet another mouth to feed.

Mowen would care, perhaps, if the sight and feel of Zhang Ping's body next to his own is not something that has unlocked the part of his heart that he had kept shut away the moment the city gates were nothing but a smudge in the distance behind him.

Reaching over, he adjusts the collar of Zhang Ping's robes. It's so threadbare. Rubbing a thumb over a well-worn patch, Mowen promises himself that he will have new sets delivered to the man if he returns in one piece.

And just then, Zhang Ping shivers.

Mowen pulls back, swallowing down a swell of emotion that chokes him from the inside out. He aches to grip him by the shoulders, to shake him, throttle him, demanding why he was here, why would he come, how did it not occur Zhang Ping that it is a bad idea to be out here when there are arrows with no eyes and you could simply lose your life just by breathing in the wrong place and the wrong time.

Even more than that, Mowen wants to hold him close. Press him so tight against his chest that it would feel like he could just make Zhang Ping one with himself.

But he won't.

Not when he knows how words can spread. How their enemies in court will chance on every speck of misconduct to weaponize against them. Not when Mowen also knows that Zhang Ping being here has all the hallmarks of one of Peizhi's stupidly intricate machinations about it.

And so, Mowen sighs. Allowing himself just one moment of weakness to brush his thumb to the arc of a sharp cheekbone.

Zhang Ping will wake soon. They'll need to talk then.

[send me an ALoN fic prompt!]

[prefrcntal-a]

           "IM NOT GONNA SIT HERE AND LECTURE YOU on what an idiotic choice you made." Bobby spouts, arms crossed over chest as he stands before the other. "What I am gonna do is figure out a way to keep this thing outta'ya." Demons were tricky, slimy, conniving little bastards. Usually when you made a deal they made sure that deal stuck ; no ifs ands or butts. Still-- there had to be something they could do for the adolescent musician. The elder hunter had seen people sell their souls for less than fame and fortune, hell the idea had crossed his mind more than once over at the thought of having Karen back . . . Some people were stronger than the pain and others-- well some others were just people feeling feelings and sometimes it's just too much. Memories of Dean and his deal shutter through Bobby's mind, snapshot after snapshot of their mission gone wrong and his adopted son laid out on the floor-- cut to ribbons and mauled ; the image forces Bobby to snap lids shut for a moment-- he wasn't going to let that happen to Damien.

             "First things first, lemme show you your new accommodations." He says and leads off with a nod down the hallway toward the basement. There's only one thing Bobby can think of to keep the hell spawn at bay and considering the rock star wasn't possessed at the moment he should be right as rain to step inside the bunker. "Viola-- I know it ain’t the Mirage in Las Vegas, but she’ll keep ya safe FROM WHATEVER HELL BUDDY'S TRYINA' WEAR YOU TO THE PROM."

@damienstoker | random starter 

[paperandpencilsandskips]

Post inspired by @fleshdyk3

Me: Man I hope my blueberries are ok, I left them in my hot car for a bit

The avaricious mold spore:

[virtualplushy]

healing is when you have an intrusive thought and instead of having a meltdown you go “girl what?? shut up” and move on

[cyber-corp]

Had a dream where Johnny from “The Devil Went Down To Georgia” came out as a trans woman and the response was so unanimously positive it reversed nearly all of the transphobic bills in the South. She played live in Georgia to an audience of about a third of the US.

[slutdge]

i do not think you could do that actually, tiktok user

[thytrueselves]

(( .. whichever muse would fit the most I guess :') )) ❛  everything that happens stays inside you ... even if you can't remember it.  ❜

Spirited Away Asks~

It were as though time had stood still, but for just a moment. The light in the Velvet Room faltered as the smile on Margaret's face slowly began to fall... His words sounded sweet, maybe even a little innocent, but the gravity of his statement weighed so heavily on the eldest Velvet daughter... Bright yellow irises focused onto Goro's face as if to search his eyes for any kind of insincerity, but when she couldn't pinpoint anything, she turned her head and closed her eyes.

Just who was this human? How did he find his way in here, and more importantly... When? So many questions danced in her head, but none were answered... Especially in this silence.

"If only you and your kind knew exactly what that means to us here... In every restart that happens... In all the routes explored... We do remember; all of it." Margaret bites her tongue to keep from saying anymore, but how her heart sank at the rush of distant but haunting memories. To dispel the feeling, she releases the breath she was holding and quietly pours a cup of coffee for the thief. Once the hot brew was set, she slides the cup over to Akechi.

"Help yourself."

[wewontbesleeping]

the weirdest fucking thing to me is how men will be like "it's so hard being a man. no one cares that i'm sad. the loneliness we experience could NEVER be understood by a woman" and then also be like "btw i never talk to my friends and i don't know their names and i love hanging out with men because they don't talk about their stupid emotions all the time. women could never understand a bond like this." like ???

[hinamie]

I don't want to regret the way I lived

[sanguine-squid]

look at my biology headcanons boy

[roppiepop]

Who’s coming to the cookout?

[orcaking]

My body is a collection of all the parts that came before! 🌱🌱🌱

[Image ID: A drawing of a trans masculine person, nude except for underwear. The figure has top surgery scars, and no head, the bottom of a jaw bone with plants growing from it floating above the neck. There are flowers, mushrooms, and stars surrounding the figure, and a bird flying to the left of the canvas. /. End ID]

[bloggingboutburgers]

Quick reminder since apparently it bears reminding in both directions: if bigoted people, closed-minded people overall, or your own internalized insecurities misinterpret a queer person’s message in a way that hurts/endangers you, yeah, it sucks, but it’s not the fault of the queer person in question, nor should it be a reason for them to silence themselves. They’re probably as hurt/pissed as you are that someone misinterpreted and misused their message to do harm.

Of course sadly there’ll still be queer people that actually DO mean harm and dismissal to other queer people – I ain’t speaking for those and it’s not the best way to ensure their and others’ wellbeing imo. I’m just saying – not all people will be like that. That’s what I want to believe. So hopefully let’s not put everyone in the same bag, keep supporting each other, WHILE allowing each other to advocate for our own visibility, without having to self-erase or self-censor to accomodate to what haters might say.

It’ll be tougher this way, maybe, because humans seem to like to draw extreme conclusions very quick, but I don’t believe there’s any better way for us all to be alright and stay alright on the long run.

[isjasz]

🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌖

(happy eclipse day yesterday🎆🎆🎆)

[little-eye-guy]

"this is too raw of a line to come from—" shut up. beauty and meaning is everywhere