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[camojacketfag]

Illustrations by Stephen Gammell for Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark

[maxiemumdamage]

Alastor being all “Charlie is like a daughter to me!” when in fact their relationship is usually polite antagonism at best is so damn funny to me. Like he never even really believed in Charlie’s ambitions, he was at the Hotel for laughs, but then an opportunity falls into his lap to taunt Lucifer in emotionally damaging ways and get away with it and he ran.

[nedlittle]

it drives me bonkers the way people don't know how to read classic books in context anymore. i just read a review of the picture of dorian gray that said "it pains me that the homosexual subtext is just that, a subtext, rather than a fully explored part of the narrative." and now i fully want to put my head through a table. first of all, we are so lucky in the 21st century to have an entire category of books that are able to loudly and lovingly declare their queerness that we've become blind to the idea that queerness can exist in a different language than our contemporary mode of communication. second it IS a fully explored part of the narrative! dorian gray IS a textually queer story, even removed from the context of its writing. it's the story of toxic queer relationships and attraction and dangerous scandals and the intertwining of late 19th century "uranianism" and misogyny. second of all, i'm sorry that oscar wilde didn't include 15k words of graphic gay sex with ao3-style tags in his 1890 novel that was literally used to convict him of indecent behaviour. get well soon, i guess...

[forgettable-au]

PROLOGUE

FORGETTABLE-AU (Page 1-9)

AND SO IT BEGINS!

[CONTINUE] [MASTERPOST]

[bluegiragi]

brief.

early access + nsfw on patreon monster!AU masterpost

[riense]

- Apologies, I’m usually better at this

- At introductions?

- At magic

[claraoswalds]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CATHERINE TATE (December 5, 1969)

[northernfireart]

i can't find the original post of this idea but im obsessed completely with Sam Reich! Master

upd: The original idea was by @ace-whovian-neuroscientist!!!

[chloesimaginationthings]

The actual lore in FNAF ultimate custom night

[psstwantsomecheese]

When burning to death in a fiery chasm isn't even the worst thing that's happened to you

[tanglepelt]

Dpxdc 180

Did Danny abuse the fact the GIW needed his parents tech. Yes of course. Danny not phantom seemed to be the trouble maker as of late. His parent threatened to withhold tech and blue prints from them if the GIW touched their kids.

Did he get caught breaking ember and boxy out of a government facility? yes. He expected the lecture he got.

The next jail break. It was not him. It was sam, Then the third. Also not him. That was Val… then it was Tucker. But not him.

The blame fell on him.

He did not expect to be shipped out of state. The GIW were happy to cover all costs. Even got him into a decent highschool. And had an apartment all arranged.

Gotham?

Not where he was expecting.

The assassination attempts. Also surprising.

Not so surprising. Tucker found out the GIW wanted to “silence” him. Offering a lot of money.

Of course his parents don’t listen. He is 15 perfectly fine to be all alone. Even if he is near some place with the nickname crime alley. Nope. He is just being dramatic. They tell him no one wants him dead.

[himejoshidoll]

[gale-force-storm]

Thinking about the fact that, to pull Gale from the stone and get him in the game at all, you have to decide to try to touch an extremely dangerous looking swirling mass of unstable magic. Something that is, objectively, a terrible idea

Like, the options it gives you are to either touch the sigil or leave, and if you leave you just... don't get Gale in the party

You have to take the risk. You have to let your curiosity override your common sense. You have to look at this unstable, possibly dangerous malfunctioning magic sigil and go "...Ok, but what if I poke it?"

In short, to get Gale in your party, you have to do exactly what he would in that situation, and indulge in a moment of reckless curiosity. And I just think that's delightful

[9kittie]

older bbf!rafe knew it was so wrong to be preying on you. you’d been testing his limits all day, and he just couldn’t help himself.

18+ smut! mdni

it was the way you pranced around the pool, a blue, white, and red popsicle in hand while the sun had forced it to melt all over your chest. you’d look down, frown a little, and wipe it off your tits before looking him in the eyes and licking your fingers off with a pop!

and god, it drove him crazy. made him so frustrated that he couldn’t do anything to you in that moment. your older brother just a few feet away from the both of you. of course you knew what you’d been doing. staring right into his eyes before looking right down at his bulge before he’s muttering to himself and fixing his swim shorts.

it wasn’t until you’d been tanning that he’d come around to mess with you. laying on your back all peaceful with sunglasses covering your pretty eyes.

“yo.. uh, watchu’ doin’?” eyelashes fluttering open with a confused face, watching him run his eyes alll along your body. no doubt undressing you with his eyes.

pushing up your sunglasses, and propping yourself up on your elbows. “what does it look like? ‘m tanning.” he lets out a soft scoff, tongue in cheek before nodding out a “hmph.” and walking away into the house.

what a weirdo.

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“don’t ruin my bathing suit, my daddy jus’ bought this!” a squeal left your throat when you felt his hand grip the back of your neck, snaking his other hands over your stomach before sliding down into your bikini shorts.

“shuttup, not gonna ruin nothin’” he huffed out, eyes concentrated on you through the mirror of the bathroom.

both hands were on the sink counter. batting your eyes closed when you felt his fingers run over your slick folds.

“god, stop movin’… doin’ y’a solid here.” he’s got his whole bicep around your throat now, back flush against his chest while he nudges a leg further apart for more access.

nothing but a whine is let out in response. bucking your hips up in attempt to run away before he’s pushing you against the marble counter, yanking down your bikini bottom.

a groan leaves your lips, eyes opening up as soon as you felt the tug. glaring at him through the mirror. “rafe! i told y’to-“ he’s bending over you, forcing two fingers into your mouth to shut you up.

you almost don’t hear his next words. the taste of you all over your tongue and he’s yanking out his fingers so harshly, a string of spit connecting your lips and his digits, a chuckle being heard right above your ear.

“had t’be such a whiny girl for nothin’ t’day. pissin’ me off.”

he’s pulling away, leaving a pout on your lips as you look over your shoulder but he’s shoving your face back forward, looking at you through the mirror before looking down as he pulls his swimming trunks down.

there’s a few moments of silence lingering in the air, his fat tip prodding at your wet entrance. “gonna be quiet f’me?” tangling a hand into the back of your head before yanking it back, leaving a sloppy tongue filled kiss onto your open mouth.

“mm-hm!” is all your able to get out, pushing your ass back into his bare hips before having your head pushed back away.

without warning, he’s pushing himself in with a small groan. a whimper leaving your mouth while he moves at his own pace. “feels so wet.. got y’all worked up and needy. loveee this pussy.”

you ignore the way he mumbles to himself, hips harshly slapping against yours. it’s the thrill that gets both of you off the most, the way anyway could walk by and just know you two are fucking.

it’s so icky, so gross and horrible of rafe but he likes that. likes how he can get his way like this in the end.

he’s stopping for a moment, holding one of your legs up and pushing your chest down into the bathroom counter before going back into pounding your cunt.

“gonna fuck this bitch dry, gonna make you all mine. bet you’d want that.. know how much of a slut you fuckin’ are.” a loud moan falls from your throat and he has to wrap a hand around the back of your neck to remind you to shut up.

and before you can even reply, he’s pulling out. jerking off a few strokes against your ass before tugging himself back into his swim trunks, giving your ass a pat, and leaving you all alone in your bathroom.

it’s got you confused. he hadn’t even came yet and he’s now left you all worked up, horny, and wet all while a soft cry leaves your lips.

he’s so mean.

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[ghelgheli]

Often when trans women ask me when I'm performing next, and I tell them that it's a queer/trans event, they will tell me that they'd rather not go because they do not feel comfortable or safe in those spaces, that they have been dismissed or belittled at such events before. Even trans women who are dyke- or bisexual- identified often don't feel welcome or relevant in queer/trans spaces. And whenever a trans woman or ally points out aspects about the queer/ trans community that contribute to these feelings of irrelevancy and disrespect—such as the way our community coddles those who support trans-woman-exclusionist events or who make trans-misogynistic comments—we are described as being "divisive." This use of the word "divisive" is particularly telling, as it implies that "queer/trans" represents a uniform movement or community—a "oneness"—rather than an alliance where all voices are respected.

Julia Serano, Whipping Girl. Published 2007.