#it really fell short for me

[mellorocket]

If there's one thing I love about RE8, aside from the story and all that, it's that it's such a Huge love letter to classic gothic works.

[ruporas]

i’ll find you again in every universe. let us be a little more honest, let us have a little more time.

[grimmweepers]

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ 𝓻𝔂𝓾𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓶

there was an ache in my heart when i awoke in a strange, beautiful world that wasn’t my own. even as months turned to years, i still missed the familiar skies, the voice of loved ones and the home i had left behind. i wrote letters that went nowhere and whispered silent prayers that reached no one. it was like i was plucked from my own reality and placed in a world where i didn’t quite belong.

yet, as much as i longed for home, i was determined to learn in this new life. sumeru became my sanctuary and the akademiya, my solace. i learned their languages, customs, and secrets while sharing stories of the stars, landmarks, and beauty of my own world. the scholars listened, fascinated by the similarities and differences, but none more than al-haitham—a student assigned to guide me through this foreign land. he was a quiet presence. thoughtful and curious. he did not pity me.

and over time, he went from guide to peer to something more. over time, i wasn’t just seeking knowledge but also him. but what was the point? what was the point of falling for him if one day, i could just disappear—vanish back to my world, leaving him and teyvat behind? this could slip away at any moment. this might be as fleeting as a dream.

despite all reason, i still found myself loving him deeply. in a world that wasn’t my own, he had become my home.

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: very slow burn, mutual pining, friends to lovers

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐔𝐒: 22.10.22 | playlist | genshinverse ryu | home for christmas (fic)

𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐒: modern au | akademiya days | season of love

[g00seg1raffe]

So there was a post a while back about Ben Solo always being told "don't do (x), that's how uncle luke lost his hand" when he was a kid - and I raise you: Elrond and Elros being told "don't do (x), that's how Maedhros lost his hand"??

Like, at Amon Ereb when the twins were newly acquired and refusing to eat their vegetables and Maglor is Mag-mothering them until Erestor, feral half-sane clinically depressed anarchist Avari hostage/patient/infiltrator and Certified Little Shit, hits em with:

"I would listen to the Lord Maglor, winyamor, he well knows the dangers that come to young elflings who don't eat enough vegetables - after all, that's how his brother lost his hand."

Elrond looks conflicted. Elros squints suspiciously. "Truly?"

Erestor, practically comatose since the massacre but ultimately saved from Fading by the biological compulsion to fuck with you, lays a hand over his heart. "I would never lie about such a thing! Just what do you take me for? This is a true tale and a grave warning - the Lord Maedhros' hand was tragically lost in the days of his youth, whilst he was still growing as you are. He refused to eat his vegetables and so, cruelly deprived of the strength it needed to grow strong, his body started to fall apart! First his fingers, then his thumb, and then his palm and wrist - all turned blue and dropped off!"

"No!" Elrond gasps. Elros looks both terrified and impressed. Maglor's face is scrunched up into something that the twins probably interpret as pained - at reminder of the horrors of limbs falling off! - but is actually just him busting a rib trying not to laugh.

"Yes!" Erestor cries with relish. "And it never grew back. All because he didn't eat his vegetables. Isn't that right, Lord Maedhros?"

Maedhros, a looming terror at the head of the table, scarred and solemn and impenetrable as his fortresses, narrows his eyes consideringly at the unfolding shenanigans and the rascal behind it. His conclusion? Fuck it. He gives a slow, solemn nod. Completely deadpan and exaggeratedly formal, because it may have been centuries since he last had his brothers smothering laughter at political dinners but the Finwëan sense of humour, once caught, is not an ailment easily cured.

Maglor conceals his wheezes behind his goblet as Erestor nods sagely to the wide-eyed twins, who suddenly seem a sight more interested in their vegetables.

[sweater-daddiesdumbdork]

Good moaning. 😇

Well, you're a menace and I sat thinking about how pretty Curtis's eyes were, how tempting his beard was, and how he would just love on you that it was all-consuming. So here we are, another unplanned piece that I am currently loving for them. Thank you babes!

All His

A Curtis x Honey Drabble.

Summary- Curtis can't get enough of you being his.

18+ Only Blog.

A/N- Thanks for reading! It would be appreciated if you could leave a comment and/or reblog if you enjoyed what you read.

Life Is Short So Make It Sweet Masterlist

If he was a patient man, he would draw you right now.

Sheets crumpled across the bed with you stretched across them, your hands pushed into your hair as your body arched, quivering still in the aftermath of your last orgasm.

Your legs were bent with your toes digging into the mattress, your thighs had slapped together earlier when he pulled away, an uncontrolled move on your part as you moaned his name. In relief or a plea, he wasn't sure, nor did he care.

Your ass pressed against the bed, muscles taunt as you still rode that high. His hands curled around your hips, thumbs circling to merely touch your soft skin there. Your arousal glinted in your pubic curls, making him bite his own lip with the temptation to bury himself into you again.

Tongue or cock, he really couldn't decide what was better, either way, what bliss for him. "Good girl Honey." He rumbled out when you gave a soft sob, you were still struggling to come back down in the sweetest way. Unable to help himself from making you squirm a little while longer, his hand dipped between thick clenching thighs to swipe his fingers slowly around your clit.

So slow as you were sensitive, the slight touch still made you jerk. "Curtis."

"I know Pretty Girl, but you are so beautiful right now, I just want to see you like this a little longer." Your belly quivered as your body tightened again at his touch, the arch in your back just bending you that much more beautifully, he did that, made you into living artwork for him.

His plush lips curled around a tight nipple, an offering he wasn't about to say no to. Your hands unraveled from your hair, grasping at the back of his head as he dragged in more, knowing you loved the sharpness of his teeth and warmth of his tongue. You pushed him harder against you as you gasped.

Did you know the needing ache your noises caused? He had to get another one just like it, Curtis wanted all those noises for him, just him. They made his eyes blow almost black as you made it again when he claimed your other nipple, his fingers still buried between your clenched thighs working just a bit faster. "Oh god..." You panted, your nails curling to scrape against his scalp and dropping to his shoulder to grab on tighter.

Sinking into the bunched muscle like it could possibly save you. "I'm gonna come." His mouth smirked against your breast. Hell yes you are, it's mine.

You finally collapsed, spent into the mattress, pushing now at his head to make him back off with a pathetic whimper. "Please Curtis."

"I got you Honey, you did so good." Curtis knew he had to stop, at least for a little bit. You were twitching at the slightest brush of his body against yours as he pulled himself up to cup your face, letting his mouth skim across your parted lips while you tried to catch your breath. "Always so good for me Pretty Girl."

You curled into him, and he pulled you in close, his hand rubbing at your back to help relax you. "Yeah?" came your voice finally, needing that reassurance. Curtis didn't mind, he knew that sometimes you struggled by how much he loved you, craved you, worshipped you. You never had that commitment before and you were still wrapping your mind around it being possible.

It was easy for Curtis to do.

"So good Baby, when you're ready, I'm going to fuck you so good, make you feel how hard you make me, every damn inch will be swallowed by your cunt." His words were whispered in your ear, making you shiver excitedly in his arms. You finally lifted your face enough to look at him, unable to hide the excited little grin, your teeth tugging at your bottom lip. A playful little moan escaped you as you moved your mouth close to his.

Curtis should be patient, but he had a raging hard-on for you now that was driving him to the brink. His lips crashed to yours, swallowing your noises for himself. Your hand swept between the two of you, wrapping your fingers around his cock, circling your thumbs tip around his head. "Fuck me Curtis."

"Spread those thighs Pretty Girl, let me see my cunt take this cock." Curtis ordered, splaying you on your back once again with your legs falling open for him, without any hesitation of what he would see. "Fucking beautiful."

[undertale-fic-librarby]

Featured Fic Friday!

Welcome to Featured Fic Friday! A day where I, or someone who suggests one, tell you about a fanfic that I really enjoy! Spoiler's under the cut! Today's featured fic is...

printer paper copy-paste by vicen_non (Teen And Up, Complete)

You wake up in a vast, lonely space. You are… what are you? === Per request of Candy_Cryptid. Reader-is-Ink, with a side of Errorink.

A short fic, I really like how the author writes Ink's experiences, especially as he starts to learn more things & words to describe those things!

Spoilers ahead!

I love how Ink describes colors with the different emotions that he feels! It's hard to put into words, but I think that it's a great way to show us readers how he views things!

[sysig]

Finally made a Parapluesch OC, introducing Mama Oz ♥ (Patreon)

[cadaverousdecay]

i’m so overwhelmed by things that shouldn’t be overwhelming...

[smokbeast]

Scribbles of concepts i did a week ago after playing da game a bit. trying to find a way to draw him, and finding my old love of the underfell au..

[evilfloralfoolery]

Y'all can laugh at this real world shit.

[olreid]

ok i think what i was (poorly) trying to get at in that original miss fisher post is the way the show really only takes like. three and a half people seriously as full people who are responding intelligently to the particular qualities of the world around them and then the rest of the cast are like. comedy props. thinking particularly about the way dot's religiousness generally serves as a punchline to the joke about the contrast between her backward beliefs and practical nature rather than a jumping off point to experience what was compelling to people in that particular context about organized faith... also the way bert and cec are introduced as communists but it feels like that's because the show was like. well, there were communists then, so here are some! rather than trying to explore what conditions might have produced communist organizing in the 1920s.. anyway,

of course i understand that a tv show is almost never going to focus on everyone equally but it just seems like a lazy approach to be like. well the character that we've given the most 'modern' beliefs is the one who is most portrayed as a fully realized & complex person because of course no thinking person would believe anything Other than what we believe today.. and then the farther away a given character gets from our current way of looking at things, the less time we spend exploring what conditions might have produced their beliefs.

it's also not like a nuanced exploration of the political realities of the 1920s was necessarily ever on the agenda for what is ultimately just supposed to be a like comfortingly structured detective show or whatever but i just think that sometimes you read or watch someone's historical fiction and you can FEEL that, whether consciously or not, they subscribe to a linear conception of history and can't actually fathom the fact that each period has been populated with people who were every bit as sentient and capable as we are. not that miss fisher is like a particularly egregious example of this belief but it is the one i watched the most recently, so.

anyway! historical gimmick show fails to properly historicize human behavior & ultimately creates a fetish of out of progressivism, inadvertently positing that if you're a good enough or smart enough person you will naturally arrive at certain 'modern' beliefs regardless of your time period or historical context when that's just like. really not how anything works. more at 10

[autisticaradiamegido]

day 124

aint that just the way though huh

[hexesandroses]

Made my OC again using this wonderful windswept oc maker :')

[faunandfloraas]

I'd make a songs I don't like poll but the issue is I really don't remember what songs I don't like lmaoooo

[theunconcernedembalmer]

Blog directory

I finally decide to organize everything here My Count Blog (Joseph + Claude) // My Embrace Blog (Victor)

Art tag: unconcerned art / unconcerned collab Comics tag: unconcerned comic Mun tag: its me the mun / unconcerned ramblings RPs: unconcerned reply

Events 1. Exorcist event (100 followers) 2. Joseph and Mun event 3. 250 request fest (250 followers) 4. chibi muffin event 5. aesop draws 6. Exorcist 2.0 (400 followers) 7. 550 skin event (550 followers) 8. Fenix/Birdsop (700 followers) 9. mun got a new pen 10. cookie event 11. Gatto event (~800 followers)

Comic series 1. Exorcist event (intro / extra) 2. Modern Ghost AU 3. Exorcist 2.0 (intro) 4. Modern Ghost AU 2 electric boogaloo (in progress)

Miscellaneous tags I happen to have: mersop, simp au, gen/shin flavoured, modern au stuff, the drama tm

[heatmiiiiser]

Ggrrr I wish disenchantment was better. I binged it all because I'm sick somebody talk to me about this.