#i still don't have a title

[radiance1]

"I need to find my darling husband!" Said Danny, dressed to the nines in a very elaborate royal dress with a lot of jewelry running through the ballroom after having been on the opposite end of a very worrying phone call.

"Seriously, what do you even see in that mortal!?" Screamed an observant and Danny stopped and leveled them with a glare cold enough to freeze over an active volcano and sharp enough to cut through obsidian.

"He makes me laugh."

Unlike those dead suitors went unsaid, but everyone at the ball (read: search for a bride/groom for the royal ghostling) practically heard it anyways.

Meanwhile over in the land of the living

Okay so Jason may have messed up. Now you see, he hasn't seen his platonic husband for tax benefits in a while, and he's been very careful to not let his identity as the Red Hood slip up before . Not even once in their relationship.

(He's not counting the time his in-laws sniffed him out as a Crime Lord, because Danny never believed them.)

Now, it wasn't exactly his fault he slipped up. You try to fight off an entire group after being pulled up on out of nowhere on the phone while trying to hide said noises of fighting.

Who was he calling? Danny of course since he said he was away for business. What business? Never specified and Jason wasn't going to pry.

So now here he was, bound 'helplessly' as Jason Todd along with a few other random civilians. Which, like, rude.

Wasn't he already good enough for this ancient ritual or whatever?

You know, he really should have walked with that "Anti-kidnapping device" he got that one time. Which honestly he feels like he should be surprised that such a thing exists but considering it was from Bruce. Well.

He's not surprised.

Oh, there's the Justice League now. Shame, he wanted to knock out a few guys himself- Oh, now he's being used to summon a ghost from the Infinite Realms of Royal Lineage.

Yea he probably should have walked with that "Anti-kidnapping device."

Wait a goddamn-

Is that-

"My darling husband!" Danny shouted, scooping him off the circle and away from the head cultist and swinging him around. "You had me worried sick!"

Now, he should ask the question anyone would in this situation when finding out your best friend and platonic husband for tax benefits was apparently a ghost of royal lineage.

"Why're you in a dress?"

"Okay, first of all I rock this thing." Danny huffed.

"That you do." Jason agreed rather easily.

"Second of all, blame those guys over there." He jerked his head in the direction of two very green floating eyeball people.

Not the weirdest he's seen, honestly.

The Observants were whispering to each other and leveling them-Jason in particular-a look.

"Now as you can see, I already have a spouse and I don't need another!" Danny hugged Jason closer for emphasis and he took the time to whisper in Danny's ear. "Did you really marry me to play the husband card?"

"Well, yes." Danny agreed. "But also because of taxes, because I love you and you're my best friend."

"So, we're still done for watching that movie right."

"Obviously."

A pained grunt came from below them and they both looked down to see Batman standing over a very unconscious cultist and looking up at them.

Hm.

He forgot they were there.

"So," Jason began, staring Bruce straight in the eyes. Batman's eyes narrowed. "Don't suppose we can push that forward to right now?"

"Yea, sure why not I'm not doing anything important." Danny leveled the Observants a look, and before either they, Batman, or the Justice League could do anything they both disappeared.

[isqueedmyself]

He's well taller than I am, and more heavily musceled as well, this fellow lying quietly against the base of the rock. H was obviously hoping I hadn't seen him. I wonder briefly if he's seen me, but he must have, or else why hide?

But if he was hiding, did he know I have seen him? Could I just walk away up the dale?

I try.

About thirty seconds later, I hear running footsteps behind me. I turn and see a gray man--his complexion is actually gray, like a cloth that's wiped the hearth, or something. His bat ears flop as he runs, and peggish fangs jut from the lower jaw clenched hard against the uppoer one.

Hobgoblin.

He's a young hobgoblin, not yet out of his teens from the look of him. He wears no armor, only simple clothing. He does carry a small round shield in one hand and a longsword in the other, and he barrels after Hallan like incarnate goblinoid fury.

Oh, dear. What am I supposed to do now?

[correct-hermitcraft-quotes]

Impulse, talking about Grian shaming them for playing Phasmophobia without him: 24 hours of gifs was like, h- how has he not run out of gifs yet! *laughing* That's what I kept thinking! How has he not run out of gifs to make us feel bad! He keeps finding 'em from the dark corners of the internet.

Skizz, with exactly the same tone for both sentences: Doesn't make me feel bad, I don't have a soul. Dude, I- Bro, I am having blueberries. They're the size of small apples.

[claraoswalds]

#mrs flood who are you: time lord edition

[dollya-robinprotector]

Dress me up, make it tight, I'm your dolly You're my doll, rock'n'roll, feel the glamour in pink Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky~

Inspired from This post of @just-dol-headshots and this ask from @hakusins. Don't worry I'm still aiming for your ass Haku-Dean :) References and something under the cut

We all have to agree Bully Robin should have some softer and caring sides. When there's only them two and no one else is around to judge, he can let loose and slip back into that kinda of "Original Robin" we know and I love. I mean, that's what JDOLH made that got me into these swap messes from the beginning jsjkhskjhd you knowww the HUG!!

Reference: Barbie Girl (Aqua) and this cute ecchi Clamp Chobit piece

All in all I'm a pink bietch and Dollya won't be losing her V-card anytime soon that I can promise so hang in there okay mr.Bully.

edit: OMG THIS IS MY 1000TH POST TTOTT)) JKSDJLASKJKDLA

SELF-INDULGENT HERE WE GO

[cinamun]

Do I know you? | Next

[blind-alchemists]

the thing with Solas is that he's proud, and wise, and clever, and cunning, and regretful, and guilty, and honest when it'd be so much easier to lie, but while canon tells (and shows) us all of that, it doesn't tell us that the other deep-seated emotion that drives him is shame.

shame about what he did, shame about what he's going to do; shame about what he was, shame about what he is; shame about killing his friend; shame about viewing the people of the current Age as shadows; shame about not knowing better; shame about not wanting to know better; shame about a befriended/romanced Inquisitor, shame about the friends he made; shame about hiding in plain sight, shame about not telling the truth; shame about making the same mistake twice, knowing how it'll turn out; shame about his outbursts, shame about not being good enough; shame about feeling attached to the current Thedas, shame about not feeling attached enough to stop; shame about not having anything to be proud of anymore.

I was recently struggling with a scene that didn't go the way I thought it would, until I realized that neither pride nor guilt nor regret nor wariness was the the real motivation; they were just the result, the display, the cover: the real motivation was the shame.

and then everything kind of clicked into place, precisely because pride is such a focal point of Solas' character - if shame is a deep-seated emotion, it contradicts his pride, his wisdom, his intellect; if shame is a deep-seated emotion, it fuels his regret, his guilt, his determination; if shame is a deep-seated emotion, it's the one thing he's actually managed to conceal. (then again, I wonder if he's even aware that what he's feeling is shame.)

and, as I kept thinking about it, it kept making sense: to be ashamed is a grave sentence for someone like Solas, who's entire character revolves around his pride and his wisdom and his regret. he regrets enough of his mistakes to be disappointed, unsatisfied with himself, to be uncomfortable with what he's done; he's wise enough to know that he has no logical reason to feel ashamed for half of these things and yet even more reasons to feel ashamed for the other half; he's proud enough to loathe admitting to this shame. he gets wary if you poke at him, defensive if you manage to get to close to this sore spot, upset if you keep at it. his pride won't allow him to admit to his shame, and his wisdom won't allow him to not admit to it, and his shame won't allow him to speak about it, and that keeps him stuck in this vicious cycle.

[feroluce]

When talking about Boothill's drink order in 2.6, like. Hoyo could have just glossed it over and described it as "a few" or "several" drinks. They didn't bother to program in the actual glasses or anything- it's not like any of us were gonna count them and notice if they put in the wrong amount.

But they specifically chose the number seven, and if it IS just coincidence, it is a very very fun one.

Hsr is also known to make tarot card references- we had the online event shortly before Penacony's release, I'm pretty sure there's at least a couple simulated universe occurrences and a curio, and then Black Swan's Everything.

The Seven of Cups is a card about dreams and making choices when you have multiple options it front of you. It represents resisting self-deception and false dreams, and not letting yourself be charmed by hallucinations. It is a warning to carefully consider what is real vs what is not, which is very important in Penacony as a whole, being the land of sweet dreams, and it becomes relevant to Boothill later, when Primon starts to fuck with his head.

It can also represent someone who is "deep in their cups," which is a more polite way to refer to someone who uses alcohol as a coping mechanism to an unhealthy amount.

I hate that this could be a serious comment on Boothill being an alcoholic to cope with how much horrifying trauma he's experienced...and I have to discuss it looking at Primon's ridiculous fucking face fjkdslajldk

The overall message of the card is to stand fast, keep a clear head, and make your decision. Which suits Boothill beautifully even outside of this patch, since he is the very picture of ruthlessness and straightforwardness- he is able to see that bright clear line between action and result, and he follows it doggedly! Everything he does, he does wholeheartedly and decisively! And we see it especially well when he fights through the partial regression Primon leads him into!

Straight and clear and sure as a bullet, baby!!!

[alldthoughtsinmyhead]

Aaron's eyes darkened further as the scent of the sweet nectar between Nia's legs wafted into his nostrils. It smelled like berries, black, straw, and blue. Aaron chuckled huskily as he knelt before the plate set before him. He grabbed Nia's legs and spread them, holding them apart as he dipped his face into her sopping-wet pussy. His tongue lapped at it and a deep growl of contentment rumbled deep in his throat. This was the perfect desert after a successful hunt.

Nia's mouth was open wide. Every sense she possessed was narrowed down to the magic happening between her legs. Aaron was full Jaguar, full man but that only meant that both features crossed and intertwined in this beautiful creature of wonder. For instance, he could make his tongue as smooth as a man's or, just like he was doing right now, he could make it rough like a cat's. The cruel devil was alternating between both as he ate her out and it was driving her to madness. He kissed her whole mound and suckled her clit and she lost her train of thought.

Aaron was having the time of his life watching Nia's face. He knew exactly what he was doing and he knew the effect it had on her. He thought of being gentler on her, but then she had gone away for weeks with her fellow scouts without telling him. She had to pay for all those nights he roamed aimlessly like an animal in heat, literally. He looked up at her from between her legs and grinned.

From her teary-eyed blurred vision, Nia saw those oh-so-sensuous eyes look up at her, she saw his evil grin and she braced herself for the complete assault Aaron was about to unleash on her.

Aaron's tongue stretched and morphed. It was rough with bumps on it but not exactly sharp and pointy like a jaguar's. It was soft, stiff and wet. His hands tightened on Nia's thighs as he spread her legs into a perfect split-Owls were really flexible creatures. He flicked his studded tongue along the length of her slit, back up and down again, paying an extra second of attention to her swollen clit. Her pussy pulsed hard like a heartbeat and tried to grip him. He retracted his tongue and chuckled again.

Nia trashed on the bed, whimpering. She knew he was punishing her and she knew exactly what he wanted. . . for her to beg. She wouldn't be caught dead begging a man but Aaron was no man.

"Aaron.... my King... my Liege... fuck me. . . I'm yours to do with as you please. . I exist for your pleasure." She cried.

He growled and sheathed his tongue deep inside her. He retracted it oh so slowly... each bump grazed the silky hypersensitive walls of Nia's vagina. When he had withdrawn to the tip, he paused and took one hand off her thigh. While the tip of his tongue was still in her, saliva pooling down and mixing with her juices, he gently pinched her clit, simultaneously driving his rough tongue back into her over and over and over again. .

From a distance, Nia heard a woman screaming. Everywhere was pitch black and she could see stars. Slowly, as she gained awareness, she realized the voice was hers and the stars were from the mind-shattering orgasm Aaron had just given her. She felt his weight move on her body and between her thighs, a fat hard heavy rod with a smooth velvety texture knocked on her door.

"I hope you ate dinner, Sweetness", he kissed her neck and shoved his seemingly endless cock inside her. She gasped and started to cum again. "I'm going to fuck you all night."

[fohatic]

Tony Stark / "Human"

a fill for square K5 of my @tonystarkbingo card: "weakness"

[dylaneon]

birthday sex in stalag fic has gone in a direction i did not originally plan out for

“‘S cold.” John whispers, and the sudden extra pressure of breath on Gale’s neck sends another shiver down his spine, despite the warmth of it. Does he say something back? Pretend he’s asleep? John probably knows he’s still awake too, just like how Gale can tell.

“Just a bit.” Gale breathes, voice shaking as it comes out. He hopes John thinks it’s from the cold. They both know it isn’t, know that John can read Gale inside and out. 

Sometimes he hates that, hates that someone knows every minute detail about him. He’s supposed to be stone-cold Cleven, just like his father wanted. Supposed to be a sort of riddle, one that no one has any real answers for, unpredictable and all-knowing. But, there’s also a comfort in someone being able to give him exactly what he needs when he needs it, someone that can understand him. It’s terrifying that it ended up being John.

[kveom]

booseoksoon in 2023

thank you for saving my kpop booseoksoon <;3 i'd been drifting away from kpop for a bit but then booseoksoon happened and look at me now. changed my whole year literally don't know who i'd be if it wasn't for booseoksoon comeback. thank you for providing amazing music, even better performances and just entertainment all around. kings of fun, kings of energy, kings of adlibs, kings of performance please come back next year 😫 cr: x

[verstpn]

how they'll find me if max verstappen isn't a 4 time wdc by the end of this weekend

[yamanoskk]

The real mastermind, the unpredictable subordinate, and the 'spies'

My fanarts of the new casts in Touhou 19!

Overall, I do enjoy the game! Really adore all of the new casts, the new music are cool and the story is interesting! Really nice to see more of the old casts come back in here too!

[gotticalavera]

ALT: English translation

AU... Where Stan becomes Shermie's legal guardian

I like the idea that Shermie is the younger brother of the Stan twins. I think it's going well for him, given the family dynamics within the Pines and the fact that Shermie was never heard from beyond being the "twins' grandfather." (I know Shermie doesn't have much of a canon role).

And well, the AU is about Stan getting stability because he now has to take responsibility for Shermie... After Filbrick and Caryn died.

(Here, Shermie is Dipper and Mabel's dad.)

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[eldest-of-katts]

okay because people have shown up in my dms talking smack I'm going to make one blanket statement on the 1000 year loli chilchuck thing.

yes, there has been a problem with young girls being put in suggestive positions in anime with the "uhmmm she's actually a bajillion years old" excuse. yes, other characters don't treat chilchuck like an adult. yes, he is short with big eyes.

However, chilchuck consistently acts like a grown man. he- in both the manga and the anime- straight up just is an adult. He looks like an adult when he is any other race during the swaps in the manga. When the other characters get turned into half-foots they look similar to chilchuck. He is explicitly stated to have more dungeon and general life experience than laios, and he acts like it.

The 1000 year loli trope explicitly functions as an excuse to prey on people who are inexperienced and unable to advocate for themselves. Chilchuck is a parent, is a union organizer, has explicit boundaries that he enforces rigidly, and he is treated as an adult man by everyone who doesn't have a fantasy racism-focused character arc/issue.

I can see how if you haven't read the manga and seen that he has an established life that he later reveals (and haven't paid attention to him in the anime lol) you could get a mistaken impression about him. Marcielle does too in the source material! It's part of her character at the start of her arc that she has issues with longevity!

The thing that irks me a little about this interpretation is that it leans into the child-coded discourse that was prominent a while ago (she's short!!!!! but has boob???? ILLEGAL!!1!) and it does a disservice to the themes of infantilization as a policy maneuver hurting the working class.

I saw chilchuck and his labor advocacy for half-foots both as a metaphor for racism (obvious take ik) and for ageism.

The working gen z as a cohort are being infantilized and pushed out of job markets due to infantilization, similar to half-foots in the show. gen z is being maliciously portrayed as too young to vote, enter office, know themselves, know their rights, and take advantage of their resources. Simultaneously, child labor protections and protections against workplace abuse are being rolled back in the US. In Japan, young people are being worked to the bone for nothing and are becoming disenfranchised as a generation while simultaneously expected to be the labor faction that supports the postwar generations in their old age.

Chilchuck's being treated poorly I saw as a clever commentary on the ways infantilization allows for protections to be stripped away under the guise that "oh it's just a job for teenagers- they don't need more than minimum wage" or "let the kids rescue the economy! they're always complaining about that job market!" while simultaneously stripping away rights under the guise of protection- "We can't have that on the internet! think of the children!" "to protect these young people we must raise the age of medical consent for hormones/reproductive health decisions!"

Kui's work with this series spoke to me on many levels, and specifically, the infantilization issue touched me in a way that few other pieces of media have. The struggle to be taken seriously in a stem field as someone young, as someone female, and as someone who had a high-pitched voice to the point I did years of voice training to be taken seriously, chilchuck's character resonated. I (kinda) understand your instinct to think "SHORT! CHILD! RALLY THE MASSES AND KILL THE PEDOS!!1!" but in this case, it's misdirected- mostly because the author was trying to use this misdirection to prove something to you, the reader.

Kui consistently makes cutting commentary on modern issues, the show's take on food neutrality as its headliner, but also the author's takes on cultural issues and the environment (with a focus on our place in the food web as animals). I feel that reducing chilchuck's very conscious position as a tradesman and an activist discounted due to his apparent age down to "1000 year loli ewwww let's send this random tumblr user suicide bait" just displays a lack of critical analysis of the show and a level of disrespect towards Kui and the work as a whole.

TL:DR- stop sending me kys messages I'm fucking that old man