#idk what this is but i wrote it

[moondustgleam]

⚠️⚠️ TDP S6 EP 01/(02 just a little) SPOILER WARNING SERIOUSLY LOOK AWAY ⚠️⚠️

-aaravos crying omg 😭

- lady's voice is pretty

-moon nexus??????

-giants on moon nexus????????

-VIREN???????

-Terry omg where have you been the whole divorce/death arc

-he continues to be too wholesome for this world (thay family)

- BABE WHY DO YOU CARE IF HES DEAD OR NOT

-HES NOT DEAD??????? aaravos you little bitch

-he is alive! And free!

-that's a tone shift to Claudia's blood

-Jesus christ that's a lot of blood

-sir sparklepuff no!!!!!!!

-omg it wasn't her bloooooood

-Jesus christ

-HIS WINGS NOOOO

-her voice no :((((((((((

-his voice nooooo :(

-oh Jesus her leg

-nooooo his wingggggggg

-bro finally making a good choice in his life

-why didn't we notice sir sparklepuff wasn't in the trailer

-it's a little late to be a good influence on your daughter, dude

-NOOOO HES LEAVING EVERYONE LEAVES HER CLAUDIA

-RACQUEL FUCKING KNOCKED IT OUT OF THE FUCKING PARK HOLY SHIT GIVE HER ALL THE AWARDS

-that's a fucking tone shift

-opeli is relevant finally???

-lord breadsandwich 🤣

-the baitlings my beloved <3

-ayyy the sphere shot that came sooner than I thought

-oh shit they're looking at viren in the rain from that one shot

-barius why are you here. Like no offense

-OH SHIT HES GETTING POSSESSED

-head cannon destroying it releases him that was too suspicious

-fellowship of the pearl 😭 sorens becoming self aware in a 4th wall kinda way

-the lightings so pretty omg

-zym errands friendship <3

-CUDDLE FAMILY LETS GOOO

-bro is getting possessed. I can feel it.

-moonfam this season?

-the way jack said runaan 🤣🤣

-rayla called him king oooooh

-bro is getting possessed

-bro is getting possessed

-omg it's happening

-sleep possession AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

-NO GET AWAY FROM THE FUCKING PEARL

-GET HIM SNEEZLES

-wtf is happening

wtf is happening

wtf is happening

wtf is happening

wtf is happening wtf is happening wtf is happening wtf is happening wtf is happening wtf is happening

-bro don't just drop it

-hair down rayla?????? Slayyyyyyyy

-the instant belief 😍

-he took their blankie 😡

-barius plot relevant???

-zym picked up cues from ava awwwww

-furry soren?????????

-let ezran sleep jesus

-LET ALL OF THEM SLEEP JESUS

-barius is the chocolate guy canonically

-NOOOO WHY ARE YOU TAKING IT WITH YOU. UR GONNA USE THE FUCKING QUASAR DIAMOND ON IT AND RUTHARI SHIPPERS WILL STARVE FOREVER

-FATEFUL MISTAKE I CAN FEEL IT

-Ayyyy sorvus

-awwwww sleepy callum

-sleepy rayllum

-OH SHIT ANOTHER TONE SHIFT

-poor Terry. Deserves better

-maybe Taylor and Terry could be cute

-Terry why are you crawling u have legs (unlike someone oops)

-AHHHHHHHHHHH

-CLAUDIA STATUE THING?????? (NOT FIRST EPISODE BUT HAD TO MENTION OMG)

[f1-disaster-bi]

34&28-hurt and comfort dialogue prompt for norrix

Hmmm, hard ones to write but I think I figured it out, but it has just ended up as angst and no comfort

"You're covered in blood, need to tell me something?" Martin sounds calm but Lando can see the panic in his eyes. There was confusion and hurt etched into every expression crossing the others face, and Lando could only shrug as he let the door to his apartment close behind him. "Is that it? A shrug when you've been lying to me for months, what the fuck Lando", Martin sounds a little angry now. His arms crossed over his chest, and Lando wished he could just rewind time. If he could go back, he would let Max check him into the infirmary instead of arguing that he wanted to go home because he hadn't expected Martin to be here. He had known that he would get caught eventually. There were only so many lies he could tell and so many dinners he could miss. He knew that sooner or later his stories wouldn't add up, and Martin would catch on. The other was smart. Lando had just thought he had a little more time before he caught on or that Martin would get sick of his lies and leave without Lando having to explain anything. "I don't know what you want me to say", Lando muttered, wincing as he moved to take off his leather jacket and hang it up. Kimi might have stitched him together but the painkillers were rattling around in the bag he had dropped in the hallway and stab wounds ached. "The truth", Martin bit back as he ran a frustrated hand through his hair, "I want the truth bnecause I know you didn't get those scars in a car crash, and you don't work in IT. Maybe start with the blood?" Lando looked down at his bloodied shirt, picking at the hem. "It's not mine. That's all I can tell you", Lando admitted before he was pushing past Martin into the kitchen, "And no, I do technically work in IT, but I can't tell you what I do. I can't" "Well then we have nothing left to say to each other" The words hurt but Lando shoved it down. George had warned him he was playing with fire when he started dating a civilian. He had known that it was going to hurt to lose Martin, but he hadn't been able to let him go. Lando had fallen in love with him before he had even realised it, and he had tried to cling to that while it lasted.

"Okay", Lando managed to get out. It felt like there were stones in his mouth and a noose around his neck. "Just....why? Why date me and do this?", Martin asked and there were tears in his eyes, "You could have saved us so much pain" Lando wanted nothing more than to take him in his arms and kiss the tears from his cheeks but he didn't. "Because I love you", Lando admitted softly because it didn't matter now. It wouldn't change anything, and the team will have moved him by the time Martin might try come back to him, "No one ever cared about me like you. I was selfish and thought that I could have this" Martin just nodded. He stood there for a moment. Lando just watching as he clenched his jaw against the hurt and frustration he was probably feeling. His hand was in his pocket, and when he finally moved, it was to place the key Lando had given him onto the kitchen counter before he was gone. Lando didn't move until he heard the front door slam and then he was on the ground. His sobs filling the silence that Martin had left behind.

[miidnightpoet]

Unknown

do you long for that sense of unknown, unfamiliarity, something new?

the feeling of walking down a street without a map because you know you’re just there to explore

of travelling all day, watching nature pass you by as you look out the window

the unknown is scary, frightening, but it’s also an untouched world waiting to be discovered

and all we do is sit inside and work and think

“one day, one day i’ll go into the unknown and explore, i’ll step outside my comfort zone”

but we never do, we stay inside and work

while everything out there is still waiting to be discovered

animals

plants

people

all waiting for someone to find them, someone who dared to step out into something unknown.

[genderflu1dwh0r]

Jade let a small smile appear as tears fell. "In another universe I did everything right." She spoke softly, wringing her fingers together as her knees rested under her chin. Everything felt fuzzy, it felt not correct, not the exact answer. Like she was in the right spot at the wrong time. She chuckled a little before turning her head and letting out a sob. She couldn't be here right now. She couldn't face her. She couldn't save face. She couldn't just stop.

[noelledeltarune]

EVERY SINGLE DAY there are MILLIONS of characters in their late 20s who get falsely accused of being father figures to teenagers when in reality the description of "weird older cousin" or "step-sibling that moved out before you were born" is 1000000x more apt

[adriles]

when we’re done with our overwhelming grief we’ll eat i guess

[wheatormeat]

If there's anything I've felt about ace attorney since playing through the original trilogy, it's how cheated I've felt about the fandom interpretation of it. Y'all were so caught up with your gay boys and your Miles Edgeworths I didn't realize how much of this game was about WOMEN. THE CORE OF ACE ATTORNEY IS IN ITS FEMALE CHARACTERS. From Mia jumpstarting Phoenix and guiding him throughout the whole trilogy even after her death, her presence being the primary connecter of Phoenix and Maya, Maya and Godot, heck even Dahlia and Iris and the whole lot of them. From Franziska's earnest faith and consolation of Miles Edgeworth, even begrudgingly, pulling him out the trauma of his childhood with the face to face confrontation of a bullet wound in the same spot as the man who killed his father. Lana and Ema dragging Phoenix back into the thing he does best. Lana and Ema who's tragic story lies in a pair of sisters ruined by the heinous law system and their unconditional love for each other. Dahlia and Iris with a different version of sisterly tragedy, struggling through generational trauma in separate settings and support systems. The matter of the Fey tradition looming over the entire narrative and all the legal and social terror that comes with it. CAN WE TALK ABOUT THE ACE ATTORNEY WOMEN.

[sttoru]

satoru hates seeing you cry, yet there’s also something beautiful about it. the fact that you’ve chosen to be vulnerable around him makes him feel protective over you. he wants to hold and cherish you until he can’t anymore.

“it’s fine, baby . . . let it out. ‘m right here,” he coos, wiping your tears away with the pad of his thumb on your right cheek. his lips catch a taste of the salty drops on the opposite side.

you’re gorgeous—always have been and will keep being—but you’re even more so when you’re holding onto him like your life depends on it. satoru’s hand rubs your back up and down, his other massaging your nape.

it may sound bad, but he’s secretly hoping that the moment continues forever. your pretty eyes sparkling with tears are a sight to behold, as well as your pouty lips. he wants to kiss your worries away and show you that he’ll love you no matter what.

“you’re going to be okay, mhm?” satoru mumbles as he places a kiss against your forehead. once he sees you nod and look up at him, a warm smile instantly forms on his glossy lips, “so fuckin’ pretty. keep lookin’ at me like that.”

of course, who or what ever made you cry will be held accountable one way or another, but your boyfriend doesn’t mind comforting you for a bit longer.

just to admire you.

[cy-lindric]

ok ok ok I get it now I get why everyone was telling me to watch this oh my GOD

[lazylittledragon]

ok someone please correct me if i'm wrong but am i weird for thinking those 'audiobooks don't count as reading' posts are ableist as fuck????

[uhhh-ghouls007]

Something I always thought was cool about the Frankenstein story is the details of Victor creating the creature, like he’s doing it just to prove he can- haphazardly stitching and stapling limbs of strangers together to create a bastardized monster. In every movie the creature is so gnarly because he’s not meant to loved, even by his creator, and he has scars and bolts stuck in his neck (sometimes) to show it

AND something I really love in Lisa Frankenstein is that while Lisa didn’t physically bring the creature to life she dedicates all of hers to protect and nurture him back to humanity. She loves him. And she’s a professional seamstresses so when she replaces his body parts—with those of people who have hurt her, ending their lives to further resurrect the creature so he can become the partner she longs for— it’s done delicately and purposefully and intimately and lovingly. Oh my god. In this essay I will

[miidnightpoet]

hahahahaha

just thinking about how

I would without a doubt pick my best friend in a room of a people

and for a while i knew my best friend would pick me

she wouldn’t pick me anymore

but that’s okay, i will always pick her and that’s what matters

[autonomyofadeer]

pass her aroun' like a toy.

! nsfw ! ambessa x sevika x female reader

summary -;- you're a brothel worker, planned to have a night with your regular. but your time seems to be cut short as a woman you were terrified of walks in.

tags -;- dom!sevika, dom!ambessa, really dark, spit roasting, dark aspects, bdsm, passing around sorta, strap usage, slapping/hair pulling, squirting, cigarette burn, initial carving

you're clocking in to your shift at the brothel, greeting babette as you stride to the dressing rooms alongside the bar area. it was a normal day in zaun, no sounds from jinx or her people. no sounds from piltover or whatever they choose to be called. you couldn't be bothered by the current politics.

you slip out of your everyday clothes, adorning your body in a thin lace thong with a bow on the back and a bra that barely covered your perky nipples. you fluff up your hair, reaplying your makeup and adding extra setting spray. you had a session with sevika, knowing her usual, it was gonna be a rough night for you.

babette rings the bell, signaling that she was here for you.

you stroll into your room, pulling back the curtain as your gaze locks on her. her hair is shorter than last time, a new piercing shines in the light below her lip line. you raise an eyebrow at this but you bite back any remarks.

"baby.." sevika coos to you, clouding your mind almost instantly. she lifts her hand, spreading her legs as she curls her finger at you, signaling you to come sit. and of course you abide by her request.

you sit down on her thigh, facing her. "you look pretty.. with the new haircut." you mumble to her as you admire the new prominent blue scar on her cheek. you run your fingers along it, eluding a shiver from her.

she grabs your hand and places a kiss on the top of it. "been needin' you so bad today baby." she practically groans in your ear. she litters kisses and soft bites across your neck as you lean back, a soft moan finding its way out of your mouth. sevika bites down on top of your jugular, causing a spike in your heart rate.

you know she would never hurt you, but it still frightened you. one of the most powerful women of zaun, ever since silco died, right here in your lap. who wouldn't be nervous?

you're suddenly yanked out of your thoughts as you feel teeth graze your nipple. your hands find their place on sevika's shoulders as she continues to suckle on your now hardened nipples.

a damp patch grows in your panties, you start to softly grind against her jeans as you angle your clit just right. she moves her hand onto your hip, halting your movements for a minute before she rolls her thigh upwards. a moan drags from your lips into the air.

"so pretty f'me.." she exhales as she picks up a cigarette, lighting it swiftly as she leans back to take in your disheveled appearance. a faint blush rises on your cheeks.

sevika balances her cigarette netween her lips as she puffs out smoke into your face. it's almost intoxicating.

she flips you up and over in one motion, your ass up and face down in the pillows as she stands up. she faces the couch as she faces her girl.

she moves across the room, you don't dare to look at her due to what happened last time. the faint marks of cigarettes on your thighs remind you just of it all.

the rattling sound of a belt catches your attention, as your panties are suddenly yanked down. "pretty pussys so wet, almost crying yeah?" she coos to you, almost making you feel pathetic as she swipes her index finger up and down your slit.

she collects your slick, bringing it up to her mouth as she moans at your taste. she can't take it anymore as you feel a very thick strap prod at your entrance. it elicits a whimper from your mouth from a slight hint of anticipation.

a loud moan flees your lips as shw pushes in, her hands grasping your hips as she bottoms out with no faults. your pussy was made for her. the sound of sloppy, wet squelching sounds can be heard along with trails of moans and whimpers.

suddenly you hear something that frightens you, the sound of the curtain being pulled back. you quickly tap sevika's thigh quickly from fright. she pulls out, as you sit up fast.

your eyes widen from fear. it was her.

ambessa, warlock, leader, war machine, ambessa fucking medarda. what the fuck was she doing in your room? what was she doing in zaun??

sevikas hips stuttered as she faulters back. she lowers her head, avoiding the powerful womans gaze. you've never seen her sized up before.

"so i see the rumors are true. silco's henchmen run amuck doing this pure filth in their free time while my army is fighting for freedom from your people." ambessa proclaims as she steps forwards until shes infront of you.

she grips your face, her large fingers prodding at your mouth until you're forced to open. your tongue rolls out as a chuckle escapes ambessas lips.

"such a pretty thing. i paid for the hour. i get anything i want yeah?" ambessa asks you as you shakily nod your head.

"sit over there sevika, maybe ill let you join in once you tell me information on that jinx." she commands, her voice filling your ears as sevika sits down in the corner chair. ambessa approaches sevika, pulling out a ball of blue light, a fucking hextech ball. "you move, you speak without being spoken to, anything. and i will load this." she threatens sevika.

your mouth is still pried open, you try to close it until you're met with a harsh slap. the stinging sensation fills your chest. a fat glob of spit lands on your tongue as she looks at you, you understand what she wants so you swallow it quickly.

"so obedient.." ambessa mutters. she lets go of your jaw as she walks around the room. "so.. you wanna talk? maybe then ill go easy on your little toy." she questions sevika.

"not in a million," sevika spits onto ambessas boot, "fucking years." she exencuates the last words. ambessa grabs a strap harness and grabs the largest size possible.

"such a shame that this poor lamb has to endure this because of you.." she tuts at sevika as your face is shoved back into the pillow. a harsh slap is met across the skin of your ass. your whimper fills the air. suddenly you feel familiar silicone pressed against your slit, but it was far larger than sevikas ever used. you try to mutter soft pleas at her but it was to no avail as she starts to push into you.

you claw at the fabric on the couch, tears filling your eyes from the painful stretch. she continues to push forwards as she didn't care what your reaction to it would be, until she bottoms out. a choked sob escapes from your mouth as your tears spill from your eyes. sevika sucks in a breath at the sight, feeling a tinge of sympathy.

suddenly she pulls out, then slams back in against your cervix. it knocks the air out of you as she slams your hips back and forth against her. it wasn't pleasurable for you at all, it was simply a manipulation tactic.

a harsh string of sobs flee from your lips as you beg sevika to help you, not knowing that ambessa has hextech on her. "puh-lease- sev- sevika please- fuck oh please-!"

sevikas heart tugs as she suddenly seems to be spilling words endlessly. "there's gonna be a rally- under the statue of vander. later tomorrow." she mutters out, ambessas pace not slowing down. "everyone who supports jinx is gonna be there." she tells one final time, a soft "tuttut" escapes ambessas lips.

she lifts you up, sitting you down in her lap as her strap stays angled inside you. "see how easy that was.." she strokes your cheek as she wipes away your tears from your cheek. "now now little lamb, no need to waste perfectly good tears." she tells you with a stupid grin on her face, she knows what she's doing to you.

a slight rock of her hips and you find yourself broken. your hands grip on her shoulders as you bury your head in her neck as whimpers and moans of yours fill the air. a large hand snakes down and rubs your clit in sharp circles.

soft praises fill your ears as ambessa draws you closer and closer to finishing. she continues to relentlessly pound into your cervix, bruising your soft spots inside until you're seeing stars.

"now.. if you don't get that brat in line with the rest of them, i will come back and inflict so.. so much worse." ambessa claims to sevika as a small handheld device is pulled out of her pocket. she approaches you in sevikas lap, trailing the tip of whatever she had alongside your back. until she presses down.

a splash of liquid trails along her waist and stomach as your body wracks and heaves. a familiar voice draws you back.

"baby.. baby?" sevika murmurs into your ear, you're curled up in her lap as a damp cloth cleans your lower half.

a sharp scream escapes your lips, a small blade was dragged along your skin. she was carving something into your back for all to see. it was horrifying. as sevika bit her lip, knowing ambessa could and will either kill her or throw her into the pits.

"i hope you've learned your lesson sevika." ambessa says as she finally leaves the room.

blood drips down your back as tears leak from your eyes. the initials 'A, M' now permanently carved into your back.

this made you contemplate your life contract with sevika.

[radiance1]

Danny phased through the wall, which normally he wouldn't do but fuck it he's just had the best moment of his life, walked over to the couch and pivoted before falling back onto it.

"Girlfriend, you would not believe the absolute hunk of a man I've just met tonight." He says, a dramatically dreamy sigh leaving his lips as he slipped his eyes shut.

"And you would not believe the dreamboat of a woman I've just met tonight either." Sam, fully matching his energy, pushed away from the counter and threw herself onto the back of the couch, hands resting over it and placing her head on it as she sighed in the exact same way he did.

Tucker took a sip of his concoction of various monster energies before letting out an acknowledging hum. "Who would've thought, the key to defeating a ghost and a witch would be masked bat vigilantes."

"Oh, Tucker." Sam tilted her head back, looking at him through half lidded eyes. "You just had to be there, such beauty. Such grace. And that suit? You should have seen how it made her body look!"

"Mhm." Tucker hummed lightly, more amused than anything.

"And those muscles?" Danny let out a whistle. "Goodness gracious. He lifted me up so easily-"

"Well, granted. You aren't that heavy." Tucker pointed out.

"Oh hush," Danny huffed. "What I would do to meet him again..."

"Oh, I cannot help but agree." Sam said, laying her head back on the couch.

They both out a completely smitten sigh at the exact same time, in the exact same way.

Tucker took another sip of his unholy concoction and leaned on the counter. Honestly, he loves these two, he isn't going to lie, but man are they simps.

Knowing Danny's luck, though? He would probably meet his masked vigilante again, or at least someone associated. Sam... Well. The least said about her own methods the better.

Tucker snapped a quick photo of the two, tilted it with "losers got a crush on the bats." before sending it to a certain librarian he's made friends with.

Oh, he just had an idea.

"Honestly, I'm hurt." Tucker said, the corners of his lips twitching as he placed down his cup and put his phone back into his pocket. "To think you two would replace me for two masked vigilantes."

The way the snapped to attention would be a moment Tucker would remember and lord over them for the rest of their lives.

----

"Well, that's rather interesting." Barbara mused idly, looking at the photo that was just sent to her. Not exactly what she thought she would have seen today.

But. Well.

"Two civilians have crushes on two of you." She sent in the group chat.

Then placed her phone on silent and ignored it for the rest of the evening.

[paingoes]

whumper pushing whumpee to the ground, ordering them to get back up, and kicking them back down each time they try. repeat as many times as you like. especially w whumper getting more snippy each time.

“i said get up” while they’re making it physically impossible

physically and mentally exhausting them in addition to hurting them. forcing whumpee to participate in their own abuse.

[16ferrari]

spencer who literally couldn’t have enough of you. You’d wake up and find him underneath the sheets, wet tongue wrapped tightly around your cunt completely devoted to making you cum even in your sleep.

spencer who cant keep his hands off of you even for a second. He’d hold your hand underneath the table. Keep his hand on your thigh while you both drove home. He’d have to have his hands on your body as he rammed his cock into your sweet cunt, either on your hips, or your throat.

Spencer who’d love to see you wearing his clothes, especially his long hoodies as you both fucked. He’d practically throw any sort of clothing your way to either try on or keep. He’d obviously love when you walk around the apartment wearing just his bottom up shirt and white panties underneath, it’d give him an opportunity to pick you up and fuck you against the nearest wall.

spencer who loves the height difference between you two, like he’s obsessed with it. You’re easy to pick up and manhandle into any sort of position he’d like you in. He’d even play around with the height difference, putting things to the highest place so you’d have to call him for help. His size kink also goes up when your underneath him completely naked and gaze so fucked out, but what’d make him completely weak is the fact his dick was clearly visible in your tiny stomach. That’d make lose his mind and start laughing like a maniac while forcing you to look at the massive bugle in your stomach, he’d use pity words “look at you so small you can see my dick’’ “fuck my tiny baby is so tiny underneath me, wanna ruin you”

Spencer who’d keep a secret photo of you in his wallet for memories it was a photo of you completely on display legs spread open, finger in your mouth as you eyed the camera. But what’d he really love about the photo was his cum falling from your cunt.