#new fall tournament

[yen-sids-tournament]

All 128 Quotes for our Quotable Disney Tournament!

They are alphabetical. First by where then by who and finally by what.

101 Dalmatians (1961) -1-

Cruella De Vil: "Miserable, darling, as usual, perfectly wretched."

A Bug's Life (1998) -1-

Flik: "It's you who need us! We're a lot stronger than you say we are...and you know it, don't you?"

A Goofy Movie (1995) -2-

Lester the Possum: "Who's your favorite possum?" Nerdy Kid: "Yo, Stacy! Talk to me, talk to me, talk to me, baby!"

Aladdin (1992) -4- and Aladdin and the King of Thieves (1996) -1-

Genie: "All right you baaaaaad boy, but no more freebies." "Jafar, Jafar, he's our man, if he can't do it-GREAT!" "Ten Thousand Years will give you such a crick in the neck!" Jafar: "Giving you your reward... your ETERNAL reward!" Genie: "Sand! It's everywhere. Get used to it."

Amphibia (2019-22) -1-

Marcy [S2 E20]: "But look at how much fun we've had. Look at how much you've both grown. Look at Spring, I gave you this. I gave you everything! I just...didn't want to be alone."

Bambi (1942) -1-

Thumper: "If you can't say somethin' nice, don't say nothin' at all."

Beauty and the Beast (1991/2017) -3-

Luminer: "Try the gray stuff, it's delicious" Gaston and LeFou: "Dismissed. Rejected. Publically humiliated. Why it's more than I can bare." / "More beer?" LeFou (2017): "There's a beast running wild, there's no question. But I fear the wrong monster's released."

Brave (2012) -1-

Merida: "I am Merida, first born child of Clan DunBroch, and I will be shooting for my own hand."

Brother Bear (2003) -1-

Kenia: "Well, it's kind of about a man...and kind of about a bear. But mostly about a monster."

Buzz Lightyear Star Command: The Adventure Begins (2000) -1-

Emperor Zurg: "Target the planet of widows and orphans"

Christopher Robin (2018) -1-

Winnie the Pooh: "People say nothing is impossible, but I do nothing every day."

Cinderella (1950) -1-

Cinderella: "A dream is a wish a heart makes."

Descendants: Rise of Red (2024) -1-

Ella: "There's nothing I wouldn't do if my heart tells me it's right If it's for someone I love If it's to save a life"

Disney America Press Conference (1993) -1-

Bob Weis: "We want to make you feel what it was like to be a slave, and what it was lite to escape through the Underground Railroad."

Finding Nemo (2003) -1-

Dory: "Just keep swimming."

Frozen (2012) -3- and Frozen 2 (2019) -1-

Olaf: "Some people are worth melting for." Prince Hans and Princess Anna: "We finish each other's--" / "Sandwiches!" / "That's what I was going to say!" Princess Anna: "Do you wanna build a snowman?" Queen Elsa: "Everyone I have ever loved is here within these walls"

Fun and Fancy Free (1947) -1-

Jiminy Cricket: "Don't cross a bridge or peak 'round the corner until you're there. Just learn to smile and in a while, you'll find trouble's a bubble of air"

Gargoyles (1994-97) -1- and Gargoyles the Movie: Heroes Awaken (1995) -1-

David Xanatos [S1 E2]: "Pay a man enough and he'll walk barefoot into hell." Elisa Maza: "Claw marks? What could leave claw marks in solid stone?"

Gravity Falls (2012-16) -7-

Bill Cipher [S2 E21]: "I have some children I need to make into corpses." Blonde Woman in Blue [S2 E5]: "You can't undo who you are." Grunkle Stan [S2 E5]: "Sometimes a man has to steal an animatronic badger to stay in this crazy game called life." [S1 E10] "You know, studies show that keeping a ladder in the house is more dangerous than a loaded gun. That's why I own ten guns, in case some maniac tries to sneak in with a ladder." [S1 E5] "You had your chance at the cotillion, you!" Soos (reading Romance Academy) [S2 E5]: "When the cherry petals of magic Romance Academy are in bloom...anthyding can hadplen." Soos' Abuelita and Soos [S2 E5]: "I would like to see you settled before I ascend to heaven and live with the angels!" / "And with grandpa." / "...no, he's not there."

Halloweentown (1998) -1-

Aggie Cromwell: "Magic is really very simple, all you've got to do is want something and then let yourself have it."

Hercules (1997) -4- and the series (1998-99) -3-

Hades: "I haven't been this choked up since I got a hunk of moussaka caught in my throat." Megera: "I'm a damsel, I'm in distress, I can handle this. Have a nice day." Sundial Seller: "Wanna buy a sundial?" Zeus: "For a true hero isn't measured by the size of his strength, but by the strength of his heart." Adonis [S1 E10]: "Would sturdier lies help? I could shore them up with some half-truths!" Aphrodite [S1 E27]: "Okay, that's curvy enough for you, young man." Trivia [S1 E9]: "I'm only trying to stimulate your minds, people."

High School Musical (2006) -2-

Basketball Team: "Getcha head in the game!" Everybody: "What team?" / "WILDCATS!"

Lilo and Stitch (2002) -5-

Lilo Pelekai: "My friends need to be punished." "Oh good! my dog found the chainsaw!" "Pudge controls the weather." Lilo and Nani Pelekai and Stitch: "Ohana means family, and family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten." Stitch: "This is my family. I found it all on my own. It's little and broken, but still good. Yeah, still good."

Mary Poppins (1964) -2-

Mr. George Banks: "You'll be part of: railways through Africa! Dams across the Nile! Fleets of ocean greyhounds, majestic self-amortizing canals! Plantations of ripening tea,,," Mrs. Winifred Banks: "Though we adore men individually, we agree as a group they're rather stupid."

Meet the Robinsons (2007) -2-

Lewis: "Keep moving forward." Walt Disney: "Around here, however, we don't look backwards for very long. We keep moving forward, opening up new doors and doing new things, because we're curious... and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths." [as written at the end]

Milo Murphy's Law (2016-19) -2-

Bradley Nicholson [S1 E1b]: "Oh, sorry, I'm trapped in a ribcage right now." Orton Mahlson [S2 E1]: "They say write what you know, but all I knew was the zoning commission."

Monsters, Inc. (2001) -1-

Roz: "Your stunned silence is very reassuring."

Mulan (1998) -7-

Chinese Soldier: "Now all of China knows you're here." Fa Ancestor: "We can't ALL be acupuncturists!" Li Shang: "I'll make a man out of you" Mushu: "Dishonor! Dishonor on your whole family! make note of this. Dishonor on you, dishonor on your cow," "My little baby, off to destroy people." "You missed?! How could you miss? He was three feet in front of you!" The Emperor of China: "No matter how the wind howls, the mountain cannot bow to it."

National Treasure (2004) -1- and National Treasure: Book of Secrets (2007) -1-

Ben Gates: "A toast, yeah? To high treason. That’s what these men were committing when they signed the Declaration. Had we lost the war, they would have been hanged, beheaded, drawn and quartered. Oh! oh my personal favorite; had their entrails cut out and burned. So, here’s to the men who did what was considered wrong, in order to do what they knew was right." Ben Gates: "I'm going to kidnap the President of the United States."

Newsies: The Musical -1-

Jack, Katherine, Davey, Lou: "Get those kids to see we're circling victory And watch what happens We're doing something no one's even tried And, yes, we're terrified But watch what happens"

Oliver and Company (1988) -2-

Francis: "Isn't it rather dangerous to use your entire vocabulary in a single sentence?" "My name is Francis. Not Frank. Not Frankie. Francis."

Once Upon A Time (2011-18) -1-

Rumpelstiltskin: "All magic comes with a price, dearie!"

Park Rides -3-

it's a small world: "it's a small world after all." Spaceship Earth: "After 30,000 years of time travel, here we are--a truly global community, poised to shape the future of this, our Spaceship Earth." Splash Mountain: "What goes up is sure to come down. A penny lost is a penny found. How do you do? And you howdy back. A little bit of this and a little bit of that."

Percy Jackson and the Olympians (2005 and 2024-) -1-

Percy Jackson: "Look, I didn't want to be a half-blood..."

Peter Pan (1953) -1-

Wendy Darling: "But, Mother, I don't want to grow up."

Phineas and Ferb (2007-) -3- and Phineas and Ferb The Movie: Across the 2nd Dimension (2011) -1-

Almost Everyone: "Hey, where's Perry?" Dr. Doofenshmirtz: "Curse you Perry the Platypus!" Isabella Garcia-Shapiro: "What'cha doin'?" Phineas Fletcher: "Ferb, I know what we're going to do today!" Dr. Doofenshmirtz: "If I had a nickel for every time I was doomed by a puppet, I'd have two nickels. Which isn't a lot but it's weird that it happened twice."

Pinocchio (1940) -1-

The Coachman: "Give a bad boy enough rope, and he'll soon make a jackass of himself."

Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl (2003) -1- and Dead Man's Chest (2006) -1-

Captain Jack Sparrow: "So, you see, we're all men of our word. Except Elizabeth, who is, in fact, a woman!" Davy Jones: "Do you fear death?"

Pocahontas (1995) -1-

John Smith: "I'd rather die tomorrow than live a hundred years without knowing you."

Pooh's Grand Adventure: The Search for Christopher Robin (1997) -1-

Christopher Robin, Winnie the Pooh: "Promise me you'll be here. Always. Even when I'm a hundred?" / "How old shall I be then?" / "Ninety-nine." / "I Promise!...forever and ever."

Ratatouille (2007) -2-

Remy: "Change is nature, dad. The part we can influence. And that starts when we decide." "The only thing predictable about life is it's unpredictability."

Return to Oz (1985) -1-

Jack Pumpkinhead and Dorothy: "If his brain's run, how can he talk?" / "It happens all the time, Jack."

Robin Hood (1973) -1-

King Richard Lionheart: "It appears that I now have an outlaw for an in-law!"

Sleeping Beauty (1959) -1-

Prince Phillip: "Now, Father, you're living in the past. This is the 14th century!"

Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs (1937) -1-

The Dwarfs cut song: "You're never too old to be young."

Tangled (2010) -3- and Tangled the series (2017-2020) -1-

Eugene Fitzherbert: "I'mnotfreakingoutareyoufreakingout?I'mjustveryinterestedinyourhairandthemagicalqualitiesitposses.howlonghasitbeendoingthatexactly?" "This is the story of how I died. Don't worry, this is actually a very fun story. And the truth is, it isn't even mine." "You were my new dream." Princess Rapunzel and Queen Arianna: "Plus est en von."

The Aristocats (1970) -1-

Marie: "Ladies do not start fights. But they can finish them."

The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian (2008) -1-

Lucy Pevensie: "Or have you forgotten who really defeated the White Witch?"

The Emperor's New Groove (2000) -6-

Chaca: "Well, which is it? It seems like a pretty crucial conjunction." Emperor Kuzco, Yzma, Kronk: "How did you get back here before us?" / "Uh...uh, how did we, Kronk?" / "Well, you've got me. By all accounts it doesn't make sense." Kronk: "Oh yeah, it's all coming together." "Oh, right, the poison. The poison for Kuzco. The poison specifically chosen to kill Kuzco. Kuzco's poison. That poison?" Yzma: "A llama?! He's supposed to be dead!" "Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives--AH HA HA HA! I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say!... Or to save on postage I'll just poison him with this!"

The Fox and the Hound (1981) -1-

Widow Tweed: "We met it seems, such a short time ago. You looked at me, needing me so. Yet from your sadness, our happiness grew. Then I found out, I need you, too. I remember how we used to play. I recall those rainy days, the fires glowed, that kept us warm. And now I find, we're both alone. Goodbye may seem forever, farewell is like the end. But in my heart's a memory, and there you'll always be."

The Great Mouse Detective (1986) -1-

Basil: "There's always a chance, Doctor, as long as one can think."

The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1996) -2-

Judge Frollo and Captain Phoebus: "Look at that disgusting display." / "Yes, sir!" The Archdeacon: "You can lie to yourself and your minions. You can claim that you haven't a qualm. But you never can run from nor hide what you've done from the eyes the very eyes of Notre Dame."

The Incredibles (2007) -3-

Dash: "We're dead! We're dead! We're alive, but we're dead!" Edna Mode: "No capes." Honey Best: "The 'Greater Good?' I am your WIFE. I am the greatest good you are EVER gonna get!"

The Lion King (1995) -1- and The Lion King II Simba's Pride (1998) -1-

Timon: "What do you want me to do? Dress in drag and do the hula?" Animals: "Someone once lied to us, now we're not so blind"

The Muppets Treasure Island (1996) -1-

Long John Silver and Clueless Morgan: "This is a cursed place." / "Now that's an informed opinion."

The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh (1989-91) -1-

Tigger and Eeyore [S1 E8a]: "You know, that's the third time today you've called me 'Tigger.'" / "Well, aren't you?" / "No, I don't have any stripes." / "Oh, doesn't matter. You're still Tigger, on the inside...You'll always be Tigger. It's all in the stuffing."

The Parent Trap (1998) -1-

Meredith Blake and Nick Parker: "Get the picture? It's me or them. Take your pick." / "Them." / "Excuse me?" / "T-H-E-M, them. Get the picture?"

The Princess and the Frog (2009) -2-

Dr. Facillier: "Shake my hand. Come on, boys, won't you shake a poor sinner's hand? Yeeeaaaasss..." Mama Odie: "This gonna be good."

The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement (2004) -1-

Queen Clarisse Renaldi: "A queen is never late. Everyone else is simply early."

The Suite Life of Zack and Cody (2005-08) -1-

Maddie Fitzpatrick: "And I don't look like Ashley Tisdale?"

The Three Caballeros (1944) -1-

Panchito Pistoles: "Caramba! Now we're three gay caballeros!"

Thor: Love and Thunder (2022) -1-

Thor Odinson: "Why would I spend my last moments with you when I can spend them with her? I chose Love, you can too."

Toy Story (1995) -2-

Buzz Lightyear: "There seems to be no sign of intelligent life anywhere." "You are a sad, strange, little man and you have my pity."

Treasure Planet (2002) -1-

Captain Amelia: "Doctor, to muse and blabber about a treasure map in fron of this particular crew demonstartes a level of inepitiude that borders on the imbecilic! And I mean that in a very caring way."

Walt Disney (unattached) -1-

"Everyone needs deadlines. Even the beavers. They loaf around all summer, but when faces with the winter deadline, they work like fury. If we didn't have deadlines, we'd stagnate."

Zenon: Girl of the 21st Centry (1999) -1-

Zenon Kar: "Cetus-Lupeedus!"

Zootopia (2016) -1-

Officer Judy Hopps: "I mean I am just a dumb bunny, but we are pretty good at multiplying."

[theultimatejackoff]

IT'S OFFICIALLY THE FINAL DAY OF VOTING!! GET IN ALL YOUR VOTES NOW!!

GO GO GO GO

[gentle-giant-swag]

GGS, citron bracket: second chance battle 4

@onepiece-polls

Tony’s propaganda masterpost

Indus’ propaganda masterpost

Lily’s propaganda masterpost

“Hey why is there only 15 contestants for the second chance battle”

[protagonistpolling]

Michiru Kagemori got 1 nomination

Dipper and Mabel got 1 nomination

[gleesongtournament]

[minorcharactertournament]

ROUND 2, MATCH 5

other matches

[best-colored-character-tornament]

Welcome to the best-Colored-character-tornament

Choose your favorite Colored characters here

Rules:

Dont submit the same person more then once

Only colored people (Hispanic, Black, Pacific Islander, blue, gray etc.)

Must be from a tv show or movie

Have fun!!

(BTW it has to be there skin not just blue clothes or smth)

[thecrackshipawards]

Let’s see who’s the most skrunkly!

Round 1:

Harrowhark Nonagesimus from The Locked Tomb vs Peridot from Steven Universe

Catra from She Ra vs Mabel Pines from Gravity Falls

Luz Noceda from The Owl House vs King Clawthorne from The Owl House

Klonoa vs Link from The Legend of Zelda

Spamton from Deltarune vs Futaba Sakura from Persona 5

Power from Chainsaw Man vs Vash the Stampede from Trigun

Pearl from Splatoon 2 vs Junkrat from Overwatch

Nagito Komaeda from Danganronpa 2 vs Yzma from The Emperor’s New Groove

Round 2:

Peridot vs Mabel Pines

King Clawthorne vs Link

Spamton vs Vash the Stampede

Junkrat vs Yzma

Round 3:

Peridot vs King Clawthorne

Vash the Stampede vs Junkrat

Round 4:

Peridot vs Vash the Stampede

[ts-song-tournament]

Jump Then Fall vs New Romantics

[grizzlyofthesea]

Okay, since tumblr ate my first iteration of this post, let's try again.

I'm thinking of hosting a poll tournament to see which Monster High movie doll line is the best. I had the idea last night.

There are 14 Monster High TV specials/movies with their own "specialty" doll lines across G1 and G2:

New Ghoul @ School - Dawn of the Dance

Why Do Ghouls Fall in Love? - Sweet 1600

Escape from Skull Shores - Skull Shores

Ghouls Rule

Friday Night Frights - Skultimate Roller Maze

Scaris: City of Frights

13 Wishes

Frights, Camera, Action!

Freaky Fusion

Haunted

Boo York, Boo York

Great Scarrier Reef

Welcome to Monster High - Dance the Fright Away

Electrified

I don't want to compare the movies. I want to see which doll line is the crowd favorite.

There are two basic rules.

Rounds that end with a difference of less than 0.5% between choices get re-run. If this happens with Round 2, only the applicable choices are entered into this tiebreaker.

Movies with multiple sub-lines still only get one entry. After all, it wouldn't be fair if Freaky Fusion got four slots while most of the others only had one.

Now for the tournament structure.

Round 1: A typical series of 1 v. 1 matches. The winners advance, while the losers are eliminated.

Round 2: A 7-choice free-for-all. The winner is granted immunity, and the rest compete in Round 3.

Round 3: Three 1 v. 1 polls randomly pairing the losers from Round 2. Winners move to semifinals, losers are eliminated permanently.

Round 4: Semifinals. Two random parings of the winners from Rounds 2 and 3.

Round 5: Finals. One last 1 v. 1 poll to determine it all.

So, with all that said...

[sugoroo]

ʚɞ warnings: fem!reader, reader plays volleyball, masturbation, oral (f receiving), obsessive behaviour, boobjob, penetration (p in v), 18+ minors dni.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who decides you're going to be his the very first time he sees you playing volleyball on the beach with your teammates wearing those pitiful scraps of material that can hardly be classified as a bikini.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who makes sure to pick up any and every extra shift he can just so he can figure out exactly what times you come down to the shore to practise.

pervy lifeguard!gojo whose new favourite pastime is just to sit in his lookout post, barely paying attention to the water to keep an eye on anybody who may be in potential danger — no, lately, his gaze always seems to be fixed squarely upon you.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who can't help but push his sunglasses up to rest in his hair so he can get a clearer view of you as you move around the sand, the way your scantily-clad body moves whenever you jump to hit the ball over the net just hypnotizing the poor man.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who has to disregard his duties completely to duck into a nearby beach hut when it becomes too much to just watch you, furiously fisting his leaking cock to the delicious mental image of your ass bouncing as you played.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who emerges from the hut looking like an utter mess, snowy locks dishevelled and swimming trunks hanging low on his hips as he stumbles back over to his lookout post. his strange behavior even grants him a few curious look from nearby beachgoers, but he couldn't care less.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who finds his hands clenching into tight fists by his sides when he observes one of the boys from the opposing volleyball team shaking your hand after a match. it's just a sign of mutual respect between players —  he knows that.

but that doesn't mean it irritates him any less.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who finally gathers the confidence to actually approach you later that afternoon while you're packing up your things, idly scratching the back of his undercut while he tries to think of a normal way to start a conversation.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who doesn't have to speak at all in the end, because you say the first words for him, greeting him with that pretty little smile of yours that he's only been able to see from afar up until now and outstretching a hand for him to shake.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who can't help but let a pleased grin spread across his lips while he returns the gesture, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction rising in his chest that his own touch on your palm has erased that previous guy's.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who falls even harder for you (if that's possible) during the few minutes he talks with you. it's nothing more than a friendly interaction between two regular beachgoers, but to him, it's one of many more to come.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who feels like he could do an embarrassing victory dance on the sand right then and there when you casually mention an upcoming volleyball competition that you'll be playing in. so you want him to be there, huh?

he nonchalantly responds that he might just be able pop by and watch some of it during his break — as if he isn't already planning on completely abandoning his post in favour of spectating the entire match instead.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who is so full of excitement during the week leading up to the tournament that he just can't keep quiet about it for even a single second. his poor bestfriend lifeguard!geto is beginning to feel like he's the one with the giant, pathetic crush on you at this point.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who would most likely be fired if his boss was to see him right now, sprawled across a bench and watching you compete at volleyball instead of looking out for drowning children in the waves.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who is sporting a not-so-subtle tent in his swimming trunks as he sits there, which he tries in vain to hide by crossing his legs over his lap. i mean, can you really blame him? just look at the way those doughy tits of yours jiggle in that downright sinful bikini top!

pervy lifeguard!gojo who has to clench his jaw to stop from snapping various profanities at the nearby beachgoers who have stopped in their tracks just to witness the match — he's not oblivious, he can see them checking you out just as he is.

but it's different when he does it. why? because you're going to be his soon enough. don't they understand that?

pervy lifeguard!gojo who isn't surprised in the slightest when your team easily triumphs over the other. after all, the opposing team doesn't have you on it. and although he knows little to nothing about volleyball, he can easily declare that you must be the best at it.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who would ideally like to run up to you and gush about how well you performed, but due to the very visible... problem in his trunks, ends up darting into the nearest beach hut for the second time this month to relieve himself because of you.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who is halfway through sloppily jerking his hips up into his closed fist when sunlight suddenly starts to flit through the gap in the door — shit, he was so worked up he forgot to even close it.

rookie mistake, satoru.

pervy lifeguard!gojo whose eyes widen to the size of saucers when he realizes it's you who just walked in through the doorway, shutting it gently behind you. he's about to start furiously apologizing for what you stumbled in on when he notices you don't seem nearly as shocked as you probably should be.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who can only watch in stunned silence as you slowly saunter closer to him, your hands hidden behind your back as they easily untie the strings of your bikini top before letting it fall to the floor.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who releases what can only be described as a pornographic moan at the sight of your freed breasts, his neglected cock twitching beneath his hand as he ogles you without shame. if he had any self-awareness left, he might've been embarrassed of the small trickle of drool oozing from his slackened mouth.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who feels his cheeks flush a shade of red brighter than the leaking tip of his bobbing cock when you purr to him... "do you really think i haven't noticed you checking me out for these past few weeks, mr lifeguard?"

pervy lifeguard!gojo who somehow finds himself living out a scenario lewder than the wildest of wet dreams he's had about you, his jittery hips thrusting erratically between your tits as you keep them pressed together for him with your hands.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who reaches what is undoubtably the fastest orgasm of his life, his sunglasses toppling from his head as it falls back in bliss, messy white locks stuck to his forehead with sweat as he releases a series of broken groans and whimpers.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who immediately joins you on your knees once he's come down from his euphoric high, long pink tongue lolling out to lap up every drop of sticky cum he split on your pretty tits, sucking and nipping at every inch of supple skin within reach.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who just can't stop yapping, going on and on about how perfect you are, how you've been on his mind for what feels like forever, how sexy you look when you're hitting around that volleyball.

it seems the only way to actually shut pervy lifeguard!gojo up is to shove his beautiful face between your legs, the only sounds leaving him now being mewls of enjoyment as he mouths at your saccharine taste through your bikini bottoms.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who is already too lost in you to properly remove the material keeping him from your pussy, instead lazily yanking it to the side with a single finger so he can dive nose-deep into your sweet cunt like he's been dreaming about doing for weeks.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who is just so messy with it, practically making out with your dripping hole as he rapidly delves his tongue in and out, moaning so shamelessly you'd think he was the one getting eaten out and not you.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who makes you cum using only his sloppy mouth so many times neither of you even know just how long you've been cooped up in this beach hut where there's a real possibility that someone could walk in at any given moment.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who can't hold himself back from fucking you anymore — he's waited long enough already, after all. so he's effortlessly manhandling you onto your back as he pushes in, eyes locked onto the sight of your tits still glistening with his saliva and cum from earlier.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who buries his face between the valley of your breasts as he ruts into you like a rabid animal, word after word of slurred praise failing from his lips as he looks up you with those wide, lovestruck cerulean eyes.

god, he's so fucking obsessed with you. getting to finally feel you like this was just the last nail in the coffin.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who somehow cums even harder than his previous climax, the overwhelming sensation of the tight, spongy walls of your cunt pulling him back in over and over again just unravelling his hazy mind with ease.

pervy lifeguard!gojo who has to psychically stop himself from letting out a choked whisper of 'i love you' as he spills his milky seed right into your womb where his cockhead is lodged, seemingly having enough awareness left to know that it's much too soon for that.

instead, pervy lifeguard!gojo settles for fixing you with a dopy grin so wide that both rows of his glinting pearly whites are on full display, murmuring a cheeky... "what do you say we make this a routine after every competition, pretty baby?"

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LIKES AND REBLOGS APPRECIATED!

pervy yoga instructor!geto <- PREVIOUS.

pervy electrician!toji -> NEXT.

[yen-sids-tournament]

Welcome all to the Quotable Disney Tournament!

Perhaps the easiest way to determine the best Disney quote would be to ask:

"Magic Mirror on the wall, which is the fairest Quote of all?"

Alas, we have yet to stumble across such a gifted mirror in our life... (but if you have one: reach out, maybe we could make a deal???) Besides, democracy is a great second choice to magical omnipotence!

This tournament consists of a collection of 128 Quotes, be them solo sayings or exchanges, going all the way back to the very first Animated Feature Film, and every decade there after.

However, with so many words, we are going to wait to construct a pictural bracket for you all. You'll just have to be surprised which quotes go up against each other this first round!

We did create 'cards' of a sort with each Quote on them. And while they are exquisite (omg thanks!), we ask you vote on the content of the words and not our artistic choices.

The first group of polls will be out on December 8th! And another about every 3 days afterwards. *

Below we gave you the organization approach and fine print, for those interested:

We have divided all into two Groups of 64. All quotes from the same movie/show/place are in the same group. This prevents two, say, Mushu (Mulan) Quotes from being the finalists, but they could be up against each other as semi- or quarter-finalists. The bracket building also included an attempt at seeding, where those which had more submissions/propaganda were ranked higher. Thus the idea is number 1 of each half goes against their number 64 and so on, meeting at 32 and 33.** We only want to release 8 polls a day. This means 8 total groups for the first round. Each poll will be 1 week long (as usual) so this round might feel LOOOONG even with the staggered releases. We will also provide a 'master list' of sorts for each group with links to each poll in that group. You are encouraged to share your thinkings and propaganda for or against. If it becomes outrageous we will step in (has yet to happen). We only reblog reblog comments, not tags, not screenshots of replies. Also as typical, any tie will see both move on individually to the next round. Finally: the fonts used on the cards are either available on Google docs, fontspace.com, or fontmeme.com--and one on fontbolt.com Here is where we got a start for looking for the fonts. And while they all had all 26 letters, they did not all have all the numbers or symbols.

*With the holiday season craziness, we reserve the ability to make mistakes and push a group or two as needed. [edit: we def. did not keep to this...]

**there were ties so really it's more 1 and one of the 60s at times...

And, as always, any questions, concerns, or general greetings are always welcomed!

[jesuistrestriste]

♡ Nice Guys Finish Last; Art Donaldson x Reader ♡

nsfw! (18+) cw: soft dom!art donaldson, sub!reader, afab/fem reader, porn w/ a little plot, penetrative sex, unsafe sex/pullout method, slight edging (reader!receiving), equal desperation, praise, general filth, art is a softie until he's not

wc: 4.2 k

*does not include challengers spoilers!*

prev. art donaldson fic : <3 here <3

It was currently 11 PM in the state of New York, and Art Donaldson was in your hotel room.

-

Earlier today, you had competed in a long singles tennis tournament for a cash prize, and had beat every other girl in the bracket. You walked away from it with five-hundred more dollars in your pocket than you had walked in with, and a smug grin on your glossy lips.

Art Donaldson had competed in a similar tournament at the same venue, except it involved doubles teams playing against one another. He had played with his typical partner, Patrick Zweig, and they, too, had beat everyone in their bracket.

Tomorrow, they would be playing against one another to determine the ultimate winner.

You had watched them play, and they had watched you play too.

After the venue had shut down for the night, you had begun to wander back to your hotel a few blocks away and coincidentally bumped into the two boys heading back to the same building.

You three talked--or rather, they had buttered you up with compliments as you all went up the elevator, and suddenly you were in their hotel room drinking cheap beer from cold metal cans.

They both flirted relentlessly with you for about an hour or two, before Patrick had called it a night (and had given up on trying to woo you) and told you and Art that he was going to sleep.

Art had given you a look and nodded towards their room's door with a small smile, silently suggesting something. Thirty seconds later the both of you were standing alone in the hotel hallway. He chatted you up and praised your tennis-playing for about ten more minutes, his blue eyes staring into yours with an earnest desire to hold your attention. You had laughed and flushed with a nervous heat while he sang your praises, and then a bout of silence came over the two of you. He looked down to his shoes, letting out a soft chuckle, and then back up to your eyes.. and then down to your lips. The buzz of the fluorescent lights above made the silence seem more tense than it already was.

After tossing the reality of this interaction around in your head, you had realized that his kind, sensitive, charming persona was effectively rendering you weak in the knees..

"You're really pretty, by the way.. i don't know if i've said that yet, but you are," he had spoken in the hallway, leaning his shoulder against the wall as a lock of his strawberry-blonde curls hung in the center of his forehead.

And that was it.

Five minutes later he was in your hotel room.

-

The both of you kicked your shoes off in the doorway, and then moved to sit on the edge of your hotel room bed. Your chest and hands felt strangely hot as the young, talented tennis player sat there next to you. After a few moments of shared bashful glances, you started to notice things about him that you hadn't before.

Sometimes when he smiled, only one corner of his lips would lift up. When that happened, it looked more like he was smirking than he was smiling, which made him seem either disingenuous or disinterested -- even though it seemed that neither of those things were true.

He smelled like generic aftershave, faint sweat, and warm skin, which was a pleasant contrast to the smell of the hotel room. While the hotel was clean, it was also old, which made the permeating scent of the carpet akin to something like the stale basement of a childhood home.

He fidgeted subtly with his hands, staring into your eyes before averting them to look around at your luggage and tennis bag on the floor.

"So.. you said you're going to Stanford this fall, right?" you say, leaning back on your palms.

"Yeah, yeah," he nods, turning his head to look back to you again with a sheepish smile, “and you’re going to Harvard?”

“Mhm,” you hum, smiling back at him, “is Patrick going with you?”

He laughs a little, his brows furrowing, “Patrick? Hell no.”

You shake your head, “why not?”

“Patrick isn’t the college type. He wants to go pro immediately.”

“Ohh.. right, i forgot he mentioned that.”

“Yeah,” Art shrugs, still giving you a soft look as he shifts a little in his spot on the end of the mattress.

“I think you’re better off at Stanford without him,” you tease slightly, a playful smirk on your face.

He smiles wider, “Why?”

“I think he’d just get you into trouble,” you chuckle.

Art laughs again, a tiny bit harder than he did before, and you’re not sure if it’s because he genuinely likes your playfulness or if it’s because he’s a little nervous.

"You don't think I can cause trouble?" he asks with a small smile.

You shake your head after letting a soft giggle bubble up and out of your chest in response.

"Nah, not really."

"Why's that?"

"You're just so.. so nice."

He scoffs lightly and gently rolls his eyes, reaching up to tuck some of his messy hair behind one of his ears. He chews a little on the inside of his cheek.

"What?" you laugh.

"Everyone me and Patrick meet thinks he's this cool 'bad-boy' and I'm just this.. meek little 'nice guy'," he chuckles, matching your body language now by also leaning back on his palms.

Your smile falters slightly when he does this, but only because now the sleeve of his gray tee shirt was brushing against your bare shoulder, and your faces were a short distance apart. If you tried, you could probably just lean in and kiss him..

"It's not a bad thing to be a nice guy," you smirk, continuing your guys' little back-and-forth.

"Yeah, but there's, like, connotations behind that idea of a guy."

"What 'connotations'?"

He lets out a stiff chuckle, averting his eyes down to his legs before he returns your eye contact once again as he speaks, "I don't know.. that I'm 'shy', or that i 'cant be assertive'.."

You smile, feeling another wave of warmth creep over your stomach just from the way he was looking at you. His eyes were soft but steadily looking into yours, and each second felt like three years.

"So you're saying that those assumptions aren't true?" you tease gently, subtly moving to lean your shoulder against his. He noticed this immediately.

"God!" he laughs, slightly offended but still playing along, "do they seem true?"

"No," you say a bit softer with a smile, your eyes unintentionally drifting down to his pink lips. He noticed this too.

"Okay, good," he leans in a little more, your lips only a handful of inches apart now ".. 'cause they're definitely not."

"Really?" you chuckle, still teasing him.

He nods, "Really, really."

You could feel your heart beating rapidly in your ribcage, and then you started to wonder if he could hear it. Your lips part, little breaths being let out as you lean in an extra two inches. He smirks, and then you feel him move his right hand off of the bed and over your thigh. Its gentle and almost hesitant; giving you the opportunity to say 'no' if you wanted to.. but you didn't. you definitely didn't want to say no.

Your breathing hitches a little and your thighs shift slightly to capture his fingers between your limbs, and he looks steadily into your eyes as his digits squeeze your flesh softly.

"I'm not that shy," he murmurs lowly.

And then his lips are on yours, hot and hungry and eager to please. Your brows furrow as you kiss him back with equal ferocity, and his other hand moves to gently cup your cheek.

His tongue lathes over your bottom lip, and you open your mouth wider so that he can slide it in and taste you better. He groans softly against your smooth, parted lips, his hand between your thighs sliding up to press his palm against your clothed heat. A shaky, barely audible moan escapes your lips as this happens, and he swallows it down as he kisses you harder.

Art's hands then move to slide under your athletic tank top, and he pulls away with lidded eyes to mumble lowly and warmly against your jaw, "can I take this off?"

You nod feverishly, breathing heavily, as you lift your arms above your head while he pulls your shirt up and over. He tosses it aside once it's off like it's trash to him, and then he's diving back in to kiss and suck and nip at your neck. You're sure that he'll leave marks, but you can't find the strength or willpower to deny how hot it would be to look in the mirror later and see all of the little red blotches that his pretty mouth left behind. A few soft "ahh"s and "oh"s slip from your parted lips as his tongue flicks over your pulse point like its a clit, and you can feel your cunt clench around nothing. Without further warning, both of his hands slide up to grope your breasts over your sports bra, and your back arches instantly.

"I want to see more of you," Art whispers against your neck, one of his hands moving back to gently grope your thigh right under the hem of your shorts, while his other starts to hook one of his fingers under the elastic band of your bra.

"Yeah, yes," you mumble and nod, your eyes fluttering shut as you feel his silky tongue lap gently over the sensitive spot on your lower neck again.

He pulls back, his lips shiny with his own saliva, and he lets out a small huff of air as he stands up from the bed and shifts to stand in front of where you're trembling on the edge of it.

Your eyes meet his, and you now fully realize that his whole "nice guy" thing was a facade.. maybe it was just a protective cloak he put on until he got comfortable..

Regardless, he looked different now as he stood in front of you, breathing heavily as his gaze drank in the sight of your body. He takes a step closer, his knees touching the end of the bed as his legs stood steadily between yours. He looks down, shifting his left knee to push your legs farther apart, and you have to bite down on your bottom lip to stifle a whine.

Not a moment later, he's reaching down to pull your tight sports bra over your head. It drops from his grasp onto the floor, his breathing hitches as he looks down at your exposed chest, and then his hands are moving to roughly knead and squeeze at your soft flesh underneath his palms. You shudder and bite your lip. He thumbs your nipples.

His eyes move back up to return your gaze, and he leans down and starts to crawl on top of you, his body gently coaxing yours to lay back flat over the patterned comforter. You don't need a verbal cue from him to know what he wants and what his goal is; his body did all the talking -- just like it did when he played tennis.

"Fuck," he breathes out, his erection straining against the inside of his boxers as it presses against your bare abdomen. A lift of your hips is all the indication he needs from you to tell him that you're as desperate for this as he is right now, and so he gingerly begins to slide one of his hands down the front of your shorts. His touch dips under the waistband, and then before you can process the sensation, you realize that he's moving down into your panties too. One thing that you are painfully aware of, though, is the fact that he never tries to break eye contact while he does all this..

"Ahh.." you moan, your brows pinching up as you feel his warm fingertips brush over your throbbing, sensitive nub. He was hardly touching you, but it was enough to get the fire roaring in your guts. It was more than enough. He knew all the right ways to touch you.. and all the right spots to squeeze and caress.. which seemed crazy considering you two had never spoken to one another until about three or so hours ago.

He smiles gently, his eyes now moving to gaze down at your lips. The pads of Art's fingers begin to play with your clit, rubbing soft and incessant circles over the ball of nerves as you start to squirm on the bed. His head leans back down to kiss your neck and your hands shakily grab onto his shoulders. A laugh escapes him, coating your flesh in a bath of warm air, while he feels your nails dig into him. Even over the fabric of his cotton tee shirt he can feel this, and he winces slightly before the sting of your grip dissolves into pleasure and he starts to moan along with you.

A few more minutes of this go on, and the band in your stomach is stretched more and more until it feels like it's about to snap, and then-

"I really want to fuck you right now," Art murmurs against your skin, his fingers coming to a pause as he pulls his face from the crook of your neck to look down into your dazed eyes.

You blink a few times, feeling the numbing pressure in your pussy start to fade as he unintentionally edges you.

"yes, please.. I want you to.." you softly whimper, your hands reaching up to needily tug at his shirt.

"I don't have a condom," he whispers breathlessly, shaking his head softly as his gaze falls onto your lips now.

"I.." you pause, taking a second to breathe as you attempt to think over the predicament you're now in, "uhm.. I- well, I don't really care.. as long as you pull out.."

It's almost as if just the idea of him being able to be inside of you-- skin to skin; raw--sets him off, because the moment the words leave your mouth, he's letting out soft breathy moans and grinding his clothed pelvis against your thigh. You can feel him throbbing through the fabric, and now you're certain you can't wait much longer. Neither can he.

Your hands pull on his shirt again, forcing his face back down close to yours, "I want you inside of me.."

A groan and a grunt later, he's scrambling to pull his shirt off, and then his shorts, and then his strong calloused hands are gently tugging yours down as well. Art doesn't want to waste time on the act of undressing. Sure, he liked being tender and going slow most times, but this occasion was different. The more that he felt himself leaking into his underwear, the more he needed to feel your silky cunt grip around his cock. Maybe if he got your number after all this, he could go slow next time, but not now. Not when he's like this and you're like that.

When your panties are pulled down with your shorts, Art lets out a groan as he sees the fabric connecting with your delicate flesh via a glistening string of arousal from your heat.

"Jesus Christ," he huffs, his tongue moving to dip out over his bottom lip involuntarily. He pushes your shorts and panties down the rest of the way, and you urgently kick them off onto the room's carpet.

After he moves back up, one of his hands reaches down once again to your cunt. His fingers gently brush over your slicked-up folds, causing your body to jolt and shudder as you struggle to remain quiet. In the next instant, you feel his touch leave your body and you watch in awe as he brings his digits up to his lips and sucks your juices off of them. He rolls your wetness around over his tongue and his eyes roll back a little. He can't help it -- you just taste so fuckin' good.

"Art," you whisper, your voice dissolving into a soft whine, "c'mon.. just- I want you to-"

You're cut off when the man hovering over your form moves his fingers from his mouth and down to yours, effectively shutting you up.

"Suck," he whispers.

You do as you're told instantly, parting your lips to engulf his middle and ring finger in wet heat; your drool pools over his fingertips as your tongue swirls around them and tastes the mix of his saliva and the remnants of your arousal.

He watches with bated breath as you do this, his eyes never leaving your face, and he cant stop himself from pushing his hard, clothed dick against your bare cunt. Your eyes flutter. A string of whimpers echo out into the room from your chest, and you can feel more of your wetness slide down from your entrance.

Art keeps his fingers in your mouth as he uses his other hand to pull his hard-on out of his black boxer briefs, groaning as he taps your clit with the tip of it a few times. Each time his leaking cockhead touches your sensitive parts, your hips buck up. He didn't think it was physically possible to get as turned on as he was right then.

He shifts his pelvis back so that he can slide his dick over your sticky body, not pushing in quite yet, but just teasing your greedy hole. The feeling of your heady moans around his fingers cause them to vibrate, and he leans down close to your face on instinct.

Your breath catches in your throat. Your eyes blink open and you whimper as he uses his digits to gently force your lips to part so that he can shove his tongue past them. Art licks at the inside of your mouth, groaning while he subtly removes his fingers and brings them down to your clit once more. He slots your bundle of nerves between his index and middle finger, sliding them up and down to effectively stroke over your most sensitive area as you feel his cock prodding at your hole.

While his tongue laps over yours, his mouth eagerly swallowing the obscenely loud moans you're letting out as your climax approaches once again, he begins to slide his tip into you. Your eyes instantly open wide before your face scrunches up in pleasure and your hands desperately paw at his shoulders.

He slides in another inch.

And another.

And then two more.

And then he bottoms out completely, filling you wholly with his twitching length as he pulls his face back from your lips to gasp softly.

You look up at him as his brows furrow, and you wriggle underneath him as he lets out a soft growl.

"You're so tight.. shit, you feel so good," he murmurs lowly, his eyes on yours as he starts to slide himself slowly back out before thrusting back in. You can feel him hit your cervix. You'd let him bruise it if he wanted to.

And he wants to.

"Fuck me harder," you moan softly.

"Yeah?" he smirks, breathing heavily.

"Yeah."

He leans up so that his back is straight, and he gazes down at you while he slides his hands under your form to gingerly cup your lower back.. and then he's pounding into you without further warning.

Your back arches up from his hold, and every thrust of his thick cock into your cunt is sending explosions of numbing heat throughout your lower half.

Each movement of his hips results in a lewd squelch as his pelvis slaps into the underside of your ass, and every movement sends you closer and closer to the edge. He's groaning and moaning above you, watching your every move as you squirm around and take him properly. You want to be good for him; he can tell.

Whimpers and needy whines are forced out of you as he fucks you with abandon into the mattress, and your mind is forced back into reality once you feel his hands move from your back to your sensitive tits.

"Are you gonna cum? You're squeezing down on me," he breathes out, a loud groan cutting his words off as he tips his head back. His thrusts grow sloppier, "oh god, oh fff-u-uck.."

"Ye-- Uhh- Ahh-!" you hoarsely and brokenly moan out, unable to fully give him an answer. Your hands fist the cool sheets under you as your legs start to involuntarily squeeze together with the onslaught of your impending orgasm.

Art brings his head back up to look down at you, and he shakes his head, sliding his hands down from your breasts to your legs to lift them up and spread them apart gently but forcefully.

"Keep them spread.. I know you're close," he says softly to you, "I promise I'll let you come.. just keep being good for me.. I'm almost there.."

Once his words fill your fuzzy head, you can't help but let out an obscenely loud---borderline-pornographic---moan as your thighs shake in his hold. His cock slams into you faster, but with less and less precision. He bites his lip before his jaw slacks and he lets out an equally loud moan to accompany your filthy noises.

"You're so fucking pretty... you're so-- you feel so damn good," he babbles gruffly, his touch digging into your legs as his hips rashly thrust his throbbing length in and out of your sopping pussy.

You nod, unsure of what to say or how to even respond in the state that your body is in. You're somehow limp and tense at the same time, your body shivering as your back arches up again.

"I-- I'm gonna--!" you gasp out in a shaky whimper.

He moans at your words, fucking you deeper and messier, before he leans down over you and you can feel his broad toned chest press against yours.

"Say it.." he breathes out against your ear in a soft groan.

You moan, shuddering under him as your cunt starts to rhythmically tighten around him.

"I'm gonna cum," you whine, nearly sobbing.

"Fuck," he groans, "yeah? Say it again for me."

"I'm gonna cummm-!"

"You wanna cum on my cock?"

You nod helplessly, your arms wrapped around his flushed upper back as his cock slides in and out of you; his tip constantly brushing up against that special spot in your velvety walls hidden just a couple inches inside.

"Yess-s-!" you moan, your body absolutely writhing on the bed under his heavy form.

"Okay.. alright," he breathes out hotly into your neck, "go on and cum for me."

Before you can process what's going on, your body is overwhelmed with an overpowering heat as the last thing you distinctly feel is one of Art's hands moving down your lower abdomen to then rub circles over your swollen bud with his thumb. And that's all it takes -- You’re thrown over the edge.

"Fuck! OH MY GOD, OH--!" you cry out, your nails digging into his back as he fucks you through your climax.

He groans harshly and loudly against your warm skin before his hips stutter with the feeling of your hole pulsing around him. He keeps his digit rubbing incessant, soft circles over your clit to prolong your orgasm as he forces himself to pull out with a gasp.

His balls draw up and he reaches down quickly with his other hand to stroke over his length just as he feels his release start to rise up.

As you moan tremblingly and bask in your afterglow, you try to catch your breath as you shakily push yourself up onto your elbows just in time to watch Art squirt out a thick load over your torso. Rope after rope of sticky white fluid drips and gushes from his cock and between his fingers as he jerks himself off; shuddering deeply over you and letting out little "fuck"s and "oh my god"s and "yes"s.

After a few more shaky moments tick by, his thumb comes to a halt over your clit as he watches the last drops of his cum fall onto your stomach.

He breathes heavily, biting his lip as he watches your body shake. He loves the way his cum looks on your beautiful body.. it's like liquid pearl splattered all over you. He takes several mental pictures of the scene in front of him before he collapses on top of you with a soft grin.

You chuckle breathily, wrapping your arms around him as your warm bodies stick together in the aftermath, and he presses two soft kisses to your neck. One of your hands slides up from between his shoulder blades to run some of your fingers through his messy curls. He shivers and sighs, sliding his hands under your body to hold you closer to him.

A small period of comfortable silence is held between you two as you both work to catch your breaths, before Art is the one to break the quiet with a soft murmur into your shoulder.

"So.. can I get your number?"

"After round two," you whisper with a smile.

"Deal."

note; this is for everyone who voted for soft dom!art donaldson in that poll + the anons in my inbox asking for this sort of dynamic w/ art <3 much much much love !

divider credit: @benkeibear <3

[yanderedrabbles]

Yandere Gladiator

A man can become a god in the arena. But all he fights for is you.

In his own country, he was nothing more than a soldier. But cities always fall to the might of Rome and Yandere! Gladiator learns the hard way that slavery is the reward for defying the Emperor.

Yandere! Gladiator who's thrown into the ring with criminals and slaves, with nothing but a dull sword to protect himself.

Yandere! Gladiator who uses every trick and instinct to win. Who stands covered in blood and sand as the crowds cheer, his chest heaving.

Yandere! Gladiator who must have a lucky star.

Yandere! Gladiator who wins by the skin of his teeth every time. Who goes from fighting criminals to fighting lions to fighting champions.

Yandere! Gladiator whose sword gets sharper with each victory.

Yandere! Gladiator who starts attracting sponsors - rich Patricians who lavish him in gifts.

Yandere! Gladiator who stands still in shock when one of his patrons gifts him a slave of his own - you.

Yandere! Gladiator who isn't sure what to do. Despite what people say, he can't see you as just a piece of property. And when you bow before him, the scars from his own slave collar itch.

Yandere! Gladiator who just nods helplessly when you offer to do things for him. Sharpen his sword. Clean the blood and grit off his armor. Oil and braid his hair before each fight.

Yandere! Gladiator who can only dip his head in thanks, always avoiding your eyes as though he isn't your master.

Yandere! Gladiator who watches you when your back is turned. The shape of your hips, the curve of your shoulder, the delicate skin on the side of your neck... He drinks in every part of you whenever he can.

Yandere! Gladiator whose eyes go sharp and dangerous when the other fighters talk about his "pretty little slave girl."

Yandere! Gladiator who slowly falls in love.

You aren't sweet or innocent or any of the other qualities he's been told to look for in a woman. You're blunt and deadpan, with a jaded view of the world.

But you're always there.

Rubbing his aching muscles after a week of brutal training. Carefully dressing his cuts after every tournament. Bringing him food cooked with all the herbs you know of that grant strength and speed.

Yandere! Gladiator who fights his battles not just to survive, but to return to you.

Yandere! Gladiator who admires your strength more than any opponent he's faced. A slave girl doesn't have an easy life - he shudders to think what other masters have demanded of you.

And despite the collar and the labour and the long nights spent treating him, you never complain.

Yandere! Gladiator who becomes known through Rome for his skill in the arena. Who looks like a child of Mars with his armour and crested helmet, his sword stained scarlet.

Yandere! Gladiator who dreams of you in his arms every night. Who longs to hear your voice even when the crowds scream his name.

Yandere! Gladiator who finally earns enough money to buy you from his patron. Who sits quietly in front of the fire while you comb his hair, staring into the flames and thinking. Eventually he finds the courage to ask.

What would you do with your freedom?

Your hands grow still.

Return home. To my father's farm with it's ancient olive groves.

Yandere! Gladiator who squeezes his eyes shut like you've hurt him.

Of course you would leave. He was a fool to think otherwise. And yet... he couldn't help imagining you staying with him. Willingly.

Yandere! Gladiator who asks around about your home. Sold, he learns. The farmer couldn't pay his debts and his daughter was sold as a slave to his creditors.

Yandere! Gladiator who uses the money he saved to buy your father's farm instead of your freedom.

It's selfish, he knows. If he loved you as you deserved, you would be your own master again.

But he can't let you go.

Yandere! Gladiator who watches the longing flicker across your face when he tells you the news. Who tries to convince himself you'll be happy here, that your collar won't weigh as heavy.

Yandere! Gladiator who kills for a living and doesn't bat an eye.

But whose hands shake when they touch your skin.

[hotvintagepoll]

Propaganda

Eartha Kitt (Anna Lucasta, St. Louis Blues)—My friend and I have a saying: NOBODY is Eartha Kitt. A thousand have tried, and they've all come up empty and will continue to do so. Everyone knows her for something: from "Santa Baby" to Yzma in Emperor's New Groove to Catwoman to making Lady Bird Johnson cry for the Vietnam War. She was a master of comedy and sex, an extremely vocal activist, and she aged like fine wine... I honestly don't know what I can say about her that hasn't already been said, so I'll stick to linking all my propaganda. Like what else do you want from me. She was iconic at everything she ever did. Literally name another. How can anyone even think of her and not want to absolutely drown?

Hedy Lamarr (Samson and Delilah, Ziegfeld Girl)—Look. I'm sure someone has already submitted Hedy Lamarr because she was spectacularly beautiful, and a very strong lady too: she fled both an abusive marriage AND nazi persecution at a very young age and rebuilt a life for herself pursuing her love for acting all on her own!! Her career as an actress was stellar; while she began acting outside of Hollywood (her very first movie, Ecstasy, won a prize at the Venice Film Festival), she conquered American hearts very quickly with her first movie in the US, Algiers, and then just kept getting better and better. If all this isn't enough, she was also an inventor: her invention of the frequency-hopping spread spectrum radio transmission technique forms the base of bluetooth and has a lot of applications in all kinds of communication technologies. I think that deserves a prize, don't you?

This is the final poll of the Hot & Vintage Movie Women Tournament. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

THIS POLL LASTS FOR 24 HOURS.

[additional propaganda submitted under the cut.]

Eartha Kitt:

"A hot vintage woman who was not just known for her voice, beauty, poise, and presence, but also her unapologetic ways of speaking about how she was mistreated in the show business as a girl who grew up on cotton fields in South Carolina in the 1930s through the 1940s coming to Broadway first and then Hollywood."

"Have you watched her sing?? Have you seen her face?? Have you heard her talk?? How could you not fall instantly in love. She makes me incoherent with how hot she is."

"She can ACT she can SING she can speak FOUR LANGUAGES she is a GODDESS!!! Although she is (rightfully) remembered for her singing, TV appearances (Catwoman my beloved), and later film roles, her early appearances in film are no less impressive or noteworthy!! She’s an amazing actress with so much charisma in every role. She was also blacklisted from Hollywood for 10 years for criticizing the Johnson administration/Vietnam War, so. Iconic. Also Orson Welles apparently called her “the most exciting woman in the world.”

"She had such a stunning, remarkable appearance, like she could tear you to shreds with just a glance- but the most undeniable part of her hotness was her voice, and it makes sense that it's what most people nowadays know her for. Nothing encapsulates the sheer magnetism of her singing better than this clip of her and Nat King Cole in St. Louis Blues, she pops in at 2:49. Also I know it's post-1970 but her song that was cut from Emperor's New Groove is likely to make you feel Feelings."

"Even with as racist as Hollywood was in the 1950s and 60s, Eartha Kitt STILL managed to have a thriving career. She also once had a threesome with Paul Newman and James Dean, and called out LBJ over the Vietnam War so hard that it made First Lady Johnson cry. Eartha Kitt was talented, sexy, and a total badass activist."

Hedy Lamarr:

"The only person you can find both on the Hollywood Walk of Fame and in the Inventor's Hall of Fame--her radio-frequency-hopping technology forms the basis for cordless phones, wi-fi, and a dozen other aspects of modern life. She was also passionate in her efforts to aid the Allies in WWII (unsurprising for a Jewish-Austrian Emigree to America), and her name served as the backbone for one of the best running jokes in what is possibly Mel Brooks' best movie. Look, Louis B. Mayer apparently believed he could plausibly promote her as "The world's most beautiful woman". Is an entire website full of people going to be less audacious than one Louis B. Mayer? I didn't think so!"

"Described as "Hedy has the most incredible personal sophistication. She knows the peculiarly European art of being womanly; she knows what men want in a beautiful woman, what attracts them, and she forces herself to be these things. She has magnetism with warmth, something that neither Dietrich nor Garbo has managed to achieve" by Howard Sharpe, she managed to escape her controlling husband (and Nazi Germany) by a) Disguising as her maid and fleeing to Paris or b) Convincing the husband to let her wear all of her jewelry to a dinner, only to disappear afterwards. Also she was particularly clever and helped develop Frequency-Hopping Spread Spectrum (I can't really explain it but anyway...)"

"Her depiction of Delilah and Samson and Delilah just lives rent free in my head. The woman was gorgeous."

"One of the most beautiful women ever in film, spoken by many critics and fans. Beautiful shapely figure, deeper seductive voice, and often played femme fatale roles. She was also brilliant and an inventor. Mainly self-taught, she invested her spare time, including on set between takes, in designing and drafting inventions, which included an improved traffic stoplight and a tablet that would dissolve in water to create a flavored carbonated drink, and much more."

"Gorgeous and brilliant pioneer of modern technology and the middle part."