#my brain short-circuits

[limitedseries]

[heavy breathing] [kissing, panting] [belt loosening]

Riley Keough and Lily Gladstone as Rebecca and Cam Under the Bridge (2024)— "Blood Oath"

[fluffypotatey]

strange how broad my concept of youth and adults are

[eleganzadellarosa]

[6:49] mdni

San and Seonghwa have been your roommates for 3 years. You all agreed to share a place to ease the stress of having multiple bills. At first, it was kind of awkward having them around but it quickly became a sense of comfort coming home to them. Eventually it became normal to cuddle with them on the couch; your head in San’s lap and Seonghwa gently rubbing your legs.

You’ve always found them attractive but let the thought slide since they were just your friends who happen to be extremely hot. But as time went on and you all became more comfortable with each other, the tension in the air was back; yet this time instead of wanting to shy away in your room, you wished you were sucking them off.

“Hey sweetie, you wanna join me on the couch and watch tv? Seonghwa might come too but he’s doing something in his room.” San would ask and when you sat beside him on the couch, he would drag you on his lap instead. No shirt, sometimes even nothing under his gray sweats. Or when he would call you into his room to tell you about something random, he’d be manspread, leaning back in his chair.

Seonghwa on the other hand loved giving you small little pecks on the lips as to say “good morning”, “good night” or sometimes even as a “thank you”. You even showered with him once while San was away (too bad he was gone) during the winter while the heat wasn’t working, to save on the hot water. Or going into his room on nights you can’t sleep and he drapes his blanket over you and lets you get as close as possible while he rubs your butt to help to drift to sleep.

Winter brought lots of snow this time, so much so that leaving your place was almost impossible. No transportation is available in this weather and the best way to stay warm is with body heat right?

San and Seonghwa come to your room when you send an “I’m cold 😢” text.

“We’re all way too dressed to share any warmth.” San says doing away with his shirt.

“Yeah I agree, we can’t help you stay warm like this.” Seonghwa chimes in, removing his shirt and slipping under the blanket with you.

With both of them in the bed with you, San’s lips on yours while his fingers play with your nipples and Seonghwa kissing your neck and shoulder as his fingers softly thrust in and out of your pussy; the temperature in the room is comparable to the summer heat.

Of course you’re all just friends…just friends who like to fuck each other when needed. Sharing IS caring, especially when your roommates are San and Seonghwa.

[jennipond]

um so deadpool & wolverine led me to a jeanscott obsession somehow... (i started reading the comics)

[viwifey]

ARCANE 1.09 - "THE MONSTER YOU CREATED"

CAITLYN KIRAMANN

[uptownhags]

x

[catboyglover]

neil perry is stronger than me bc how on earth do you cope when your roommate is this pretty

[overgrownthrone]

sparks

[enden-k]

thinking about this

[kikker-oma]

A late birthday present for @telemna-hyelle !!

You're a lovely writer and I've been meaning to draw something for you for ages🥰 this story was so so sweet and soothed my soul❤️

[mayabishopgold]

Maya + her cheesy lines to Carina | Station 19

[enviedear]

thinking about JASON TODD owning/working at a body shop. working odd hours as a mechanic. it’s not like he has infinite free time on his hands, but there is enough time outside of vigilantism to sustain a few cars a month. he prefers longer jobs, somewhat reminiscent to endless cycle of repairing he used to do on the batmobile.

he’s never in the shop when anyone else is there. he prefers working in quiet—or rather—without talking. there’s always music playing, turned up to a perfect fifty percent. he’s been known to restore totaled vehicles overnight, and he has to deny more business than he accepts at this point. but there’s fulfillment. even if there’s no part of him eager to share how at ease it makes him feel to fix things.

free time doesn’t exactly make sense in jason’s mind. he has a hard time turning his mind off, so he works—almost constantly. he’ll slow down when he’s dead.

[mydeadgaywizards]

i've been in the marauders fandom for so long i genuinely forget that james potter is canonically white💀

[its-your-mind]

thinkin bout how orv starts with kim dokja actively working to ensure that kim namwoon dies during the first scenario

thinkin bout how kim namwoon was a teenager at the start of the scenarios, dealing with the apocalypse using the mental paths that came easiest, jumping into the new world with both feet

thinkin bout kim dokja as a teenager. tired. hurt. alone. his internal and external struggles ignored by the adults around him. choosing to throw himself off a rooftop because there wasn’t anything in his life worth living for

thinkin bout how kim dokja woke up again, even though he had planned not to

thinkin bout a teenage boy. lost, alone, broken, scared, angry, in need of someone to come and show him how to keep moving forward

thinkin bout a protagonist in a webnovel who is an example to you of how to survive against all odds. a mantra to repeat when living life as yourself is too hard

thinkin bout a hardened and powerful hero who knows exactly how this world works, who holds out a hand offers you a place with him

thinkin bout teenage kim namwoon, looking to yoo joonghyuk as captain, teacher, and protector

thinkin bout teenage kim dokja, looking to yoo joonghyuk as role-model, hero, and refuge

thinkin bout teenage kim dokja, who saw himself more as kim namwoon than any of yoo joonghyuk’s other companions

thinkin bout adult kim dokja, reclusive and unsocial, hiding his phone from his coworker so she doesn’t see what he’s reading. convinced that yoo joonghyuk would look down on him if he learns who he “really” is. ashamed of any details kimcom learns about his past

thinkin bout what happens to a life when the person living it has never seen in it any redeeming qualities or objects of value. how someone feels about life when they tried and failed to give up that life a decade ago, and every day since has felt almost accidental

thinkin bout the lesser fire dragon. the disaster of floods. the strongest in seoul dome. the devourer of dreams. the 73rd demon king. the industrial complex. the war between good and evil. the wager with secretive plotter.

thinkin bout the most ancient dream. an empty station. a cold and hard bench. bandages and a notebook and a too-loose uniform. smaller than he should be for his age and more broken than any child should ever become. alone.

thinkin bout an unbreakable faith, shattered. a family frantically throwing themselves at their heart to save him from himself. desperate hands prying a blade out of shaking ones, moments before the jagged edge pierced deep into vulnerable flesh

thinkin bout how the younger kim dokja, recently released from the hospital, does not watch. instead, he instinctively curls up to protect the parts of himself already hurting the most. he begins to repeat his mantra

thinkin bout how kim namwoon kicked and fought and screamed and stabbed. and then, when he realized there wasn’t anything he could do, he got down on his knees and begged kim dokja for his life

thinkin bout how kim dokja just stood over him, held him in place, and looked at him in silence as the clock ran out

thinkin bout kim dokja at the beginning of his story and at the end of his story. in a subway. looking down at a teenage boy.

making a choice. the same choice, both times.

the first time: an explosion, a blood splatter on his reflection, and a confused and wary protagonist who has lost one asset and gained another

the last time: arms holding him back, a family hugging him tight, and another protagonist who steps in front of him. holds the child close. forgives him everything. offers up anything more he could need. and kim dokja watches as the person with the strongest claim to vengeance upon this younger facsimile of himself instead gently gathers up the most ancient dream, tucks him close against his chest, and walks away with him safe and sound in his arms.

[nonas-third-tantrum]

every so often i’ll see a post that’s like “ugh the characters in gideon the ninth seem way older than they are, they were obviously aged down to appeal to the YA market”

and i’m like

HUH

their youth is the point!! the fact that they are teens and young adults and the oldest among them are ~30 illustrates just how deeply cruel this world is!! that children are holding up entire houses, dying in wars, obsessed with being the greatest of their generations!!

mercymorn’s running bit about harrow being so young is not just her being condescending—she is genuinely horrified by how young harrow and ianthe are. especially compared to her ten thousand-ish years. they are infants!!

and don’t even get me started on the kids in nona the ninth, which is even more blatantly about how war permeates every aspect of life, even for kids, and makes them grow up too fast

anyway. tlt is not YA and even if it was, arguments about kids in dystopian novels “seeming too old” will never be convincing to me because 99% of the time…that’s. the. point

[paperiee]

This. Is. Everything.