#i'm going to dir

[chiki-chiki-ahh]

[slapthebass]

DIR EN GREY - EUROPE TOUR24 FROM DEPRESSION TO [mode of Withering to death & UROBOROS]

↳ Shinya

[phant0m-l0rd]

messy 2 AM Kyo sketch~

(fountain pen, alcohol markers, rollerball gel pen)

[djangari]

I'm so terribly sorry to disappoint again, but the superhero au has to wait til tomorrow TT

Not on an unrelated note, someone wanna listen to me ramble about germany in the twenties til thirties instead? Cause that's what I need to do tomorrow... (please why have I decided to make history one of my most important courses????)

[ru5t]

dwb what this is for but hi this made me laugh to write

bye ♥

[childactress]

a list of media inspired by, about, or loosely adapted from the life of mara banks:

a number of mid-quality songs by mid-quality bands and the mid-quality ex-boyfriends/lovers of mara's. that subgenre of rock/alt/indie/knockoff fall out boy that tells one-sided stories about attractive but damaged^tm girls with daddy issues who outright ruined the guy's life. accuracy and scathingness vary from song to song. you've heard one or two on the radio before their shelf life was up.

a comedy stand-up routine from one of mara's Big Exes. he never identifies her by name, she's this actress i was with for a while. they're less insulting and more utterly damning by their truthful (sometimes exaggerated for the sake of a laugh) reports of her unstable, mara-typical behavior during their time together, and she becomes a recurring joke throughout. she snuck into a show once, sat and sipped at the far-off bar with a far-off look, and stayed for about ten minutes. when he later landed a deal with netflix to film and release a stand-up special, he didn't include the routine in the material; mara doesn't know if that makes her feel better or worse.

starstruck: the banks story. a lifetime movie released a handful of years after arthur and donna's deaths, capitalizing on the tragedy in the hasty way that lifetime movies do. cheap, gently exploitative, the bad type of campy. it made mara (and her sister) pretty angry at the time, but now on a good day she can watch it with a bottle of wine and laugh at the sheer inaccurate nerve. the character of mara isn't around very much and is laughably depicted as a docile sweetheart rather than the spitfire that even pre-end times mara was.

mr. and mrs. banks. a 2020s biopic that also features young mara only briefly, instead covering her parents' marriage and careers with a thematic focus on their tragic love story in tinseltown. it's not a bad piece of work at all, written by a highly-regarded husband and wife duo. a turning point in mara's life: she possessively pursues and wins the role of her own mother, blonde wigs and all. it's a deeply emotionally invasive experience, obviously. and weird as hell falling in fake love with her own dad('s on-camera imitator). she turns in a hell of a performance and comes out the other end with a better reputation and a renewed if slightly cautious interest in hiring her, having reminded hollywood that hey, this girl can act. her world turns inside out, a psychological reckoning. she shakes off some bad habits, picks up a couple others; she dyes her hair blonde during the press tour - a suggestion from a studio suit to emphasize her natural close resemblance to her mother and thus promote public interest in the film (the americans who still remember the complete banks family unit: that's her now? wow, she looks just like her mom.) sadly, fatefully, she lives a long time seeing her mother in every mirror she passes, which has exactly the effect on her psyche that you think. an actress who came back from the dead even deader. tragedy come full circle. meet the new mara banks. a much, much slower kind of car crash.

[kyou-no-kyo]

今日の京は、

Common destiny - Petit Brabancon

[eclipsecrowned]

i lied my toxic trait is i'll ship soap/yuri and alex/h*dir all day every day and i will hurt feelings about it.

[upperranktwo]

I am so sleepy I can feel my eyes closing every few mins but I have to stay awake 😭 I've got to wake up early tomorrow so I can't sleep now or I'll be awake all night and then tired tomorrow :(

[koushirouizumi]

A certain series: We want to break as many {/conventional} frameworks this series had as possible! Me: You know, you could start doing that by acknowledging multiple forms of non normative families exist, along with donor childre----

[perhapsibility]

Bro i wish you could make like... gifs and collages of music, cause like there be some fucked-up music out there that i wanna pin up and put cutesy stickers on it and make sparkly for my followers' displeasure

[the-borgias]

I'm not going to waste my time arguing with a man who's lining up to be a hot lunch.

JAWS 1975 — dir. Steven Spielberg

[imsilay]

MANIA

obsessive love; very possessive and often jealous.

mdni NSFW! +18 cw: possessiveness, size k!nk, fem!reader, obsessive König, dominant König.

summary: König doesn’t wants you to leave him, even for a second. he finds excuses and makes it your problem so he could fuck you until you’re too sore to leave again.

i will post part 2 <3 (english isn’t my first language sorry for the mistakes) edit: posted! here

art cr: @kinky-thirsty-reader

He doesn’t like when you try to leave him…

After a long night, you were exhausted, your body sore from head to toe. You tried to sit up and leave the bed, but suddenly König's arm snaked around your waist and held you down. "Where do you think you're going, Prinzessin?" he whispered. "I need to shower." you mumbled as you put your hands on his forearms and tried to push him away, but it was a pathetic attempt. You were so powerless compared to him.

“So klein~” he cooed.

He chuckled at your struggles. "I don't think so, Schatz. You're staying here, in my bed, where you belong…" he purred, kissing the back of your neck and pulling you even closer, pressing your back against his chest. "König, stop the nonsense. Let go of me, i really need to shower." you protested— you wish you didn’t. His arms tightened around your midsection, reminding you that he could snap your spine effortlessly. "Are you talking back, Prinzessin? Did you forget you’re mine?" he whispered, his tone now edged with discontent. His grip was far from loving anymore. “Do i need to remind you?” he hissed, he would fuck you dumb until you understand that you’re his. His to use for his own satisfaction, his to kiss whenever he decided to do, his to touch wherever he wants. You were simply his.

When you realized you were in trouble, chills ran down your spine. You quickly apologized. "No, I was just... I don't like being sweaty. I'm sorry." Your apology made him loosen his grip a little. He placed a tender kiss on your neck. He turned you around as if you weighed nothing and pressed you against his chest.

“Hmm... let's see," his voice teased, his eyes twinkling with mischief. He sat up, leaning his back against the headboard and had you straddle him. He lowered his hands from your waist to your thighs and gently caressed them. You let out a groan of relief and wrapped your arms around his neck, savoring the sensation of your lover's massage on your sore muscles. However, your relief was short-lived because he wasn't finished with you yet. "You tried to escape my bed. So you need to be punished, Hase." He squeezed your thighs until the pain in your sore muscles became almost unbearable.

You cried and whined but he shushed you softly, soothing you. “We’re not done, Liebling.” It was clear that his tone had changed again. The anger and firmness had given way to something more gentle, almost loving.

You slurred something for forgiveness and apologize nonstop. “Don't be sorry, Hase. I didn't like seeing you try to escape from me." he said with a hint of a pout. "But I think i can make a exception for you this time. What about you let me…" his rough hands slowly caressed your inner thighs making you shiver and gasp in anticipation. “use you as i please, then maybe i could let you rest.” he murmured as his hand found its way to your already wet panties. Your breath hitched and you squirmed on his lap as he teased your cunt through your panties until you’re soaked for him.

“You’re so easy to seduce, Schatz.” he chuckled lightly but his voice stained with pure lust. He lifted your chin up with his free hand to take a look at your lovely face. Your eyes red, your skin flush from all the crying and stimulation. It was all for him… right?

“Immer so empfindlich, wenn ich so mit dir spiele.” (Always so sensitive when I play with you like this.) he mumbled in German like he always did. You never understand what he said -mind foggy with lust and too focused to chase that sweet release.

He grinned with a proud expression and mumbled to himself. “Braves Mädchen.” he whispered before lifting his balaclava up just enough to capture your lips in a long passionate kiss.

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[stars-bean]

"We have all night." "We have all what?" "Night. I'm going to stay with you."

Rear Window (1954) dir. Alfred Hitchcock

[ru5t]

jack explaining "dont go out at night" as a 'it will get you killed' rule but less than a second before that going "dont go around the fence" without explaining that. you will Explode. is so ridiculous.

(there are buried explosives near the back of the haven it is specifically for large animals and hostile people. vi put them there.)

[classicfilmsource]

I shall insist on the right to have as many love affairs as I please. I'm certainly not going to sacrifice one iota of my freedom or dignity for any man.

Natalie Wood as Helen Brown in Sex and the Single Girl (1964) dir. Richard Quine