#not anymore poor baby

[yennciri]

growing up is realizing that marissa cooper did nothing wrong and deserved better <3

[robinhuntr]

Me seeing the new Superman content we’ve been getting and realizing that we’re finally healing from the “Evil Superman” era:

[celestialalpacaron]

Raise your hand if you are a believer that FatNuggets doesn’t immediately like Husker and will try to protect his daddy Angel and bites Husker in defense after he gets found out 🙋🏻‍♀️

anyways big W for tiny protector FatNuggets goodnight yall

[yasmeensh]

Almost done reading Dawn of the Planet of the Apes: Firestorm (my e-book says it's 80% through). Koba's backstory is so SAD. He was such a nice bonobo. We never saw a baby Koba, like we did with Ceasar. I needed to put the picture in my brain on paper...

[southside-otaku]

Not sure if it’s like the moon, season, or what but here I am writing AGAIN! Yay🥳 Anywho, here’s more for our Daddiest Kaiju Officer Kafka because I am now reading the manga because I am so down bad and so invested in this story!! As always this is a fem!reader but anyone can enjoy!

MDNI 18+

“Oooh fuck, Kafka!” Needless to say it was a great time for everyone to be at the training grounds right now. If anyone were around they would hear the obnoxious noises and vulgar comments being ripped out of your throat as your back hit the wall over and over from your boyfriend’s harsh thrusts.

“God baby, you feel so good. You bein’ a good girl for your handsome officer yeah?” Again he thrusts his fat cock up into your already sopping wet pussy. You give out a guttural moan hearing the squelch between your thighs which were burning trying to keep purchase on your boyfriend’s hips.

You could tell he was getting close by the way his large hands gripped your ass harder and his hips moved at an even faster pace- man has inhuman powers ya know he’s gotta put them to good use.

“A-aah! K-Kafka, baby, I can’t! I can’t anymore-“ he hushes you and kisses your already bruised lips in a passionate embrace attempting to calm you before he completely ruins you for the third time today. “Cmon Princess, I know you can take it. You fit my cock so well, no one else can do that. Cum f’me doll.” And with that you drench his awaiting cock in your juices as he fills you with his seed.

He rests his forehead on yours as the two of you catch your breath. “Damn mama, that was the best one yet. Hope nobody decided to head back early haha” he chuckles with that big goofy grin.

That night, however, when the boys were hanging out poor Ichikawa hardly said a word to his friends. He was never taking a training break to look for Kafka again.

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[rebouks]

Robin’s first day at school after the winter holidays was just like any other; painful, overwhelming, and slightly boring.

There was a myriad of reasons he didn’t want to be here, but Oscar and Courtney were adamant it was somehow important-.. and mandatory, so Robin didn’t have a choice. They’d become immune to his avoidant shenanigans over time too, no longer were they so easily fooled, even when he’d made himself sick on purpose.

 He’d given up eventually, the worried glances they’d exchange each morning proving to be as tiresome as school itself. Pretending to be fine was better than being shipped off to some snooty shrink again; one who wouldn’t believe him anyway, who couldn’t even imagine the nonsense he was subject to on a daily basis, despite their fancy certificates hanging behind their fancy desks.

Robin was completely mute whilst at school, save for the odd whisper to Jude or sometimes Jacob, if necessary-.. but never Juniper. She was too condescending with her concern and far too obvious. He wanted to fade into obscurity, not be thrust into the limelight by an overzealous cousin trying to do the “right” thing by speaking on his behalf.

He’d resorted to telling her off in the end, her lip quivering as he explained how she was only making things worse. Robin wasn’t sure what had surprised her more, the fact that he was so vehemently opposed to being defended, or that he’d spoken to her at all. She’d acquiesced though, so that was something.

The only person he spoke to properly was nurse Wiles, or Silvia, as she insisted at this point. The cacophony of voices and Robin’s general disdain for being trapped in this hellish building for six hours a day usually resulted in a pounding headache and a disgusting, dissolvable aspirin; he was her most frequent visitor, discounting the child that was practically allergic to everything in sight.

He kept to himself as much as he could, scrawling out enough work to avoid being pulled up and listening to music wherever he could. He had a solid collection of tiny I-pod shuffles and headphones by now, enough to rotate between classes as they inevitably wound up being seized by exasperated adults.

His favourite deception were the decoy headphones, their obnoxious size drawing immediate attention and victorious confiscation. He’d huff and hand them over in defeat, only to thread a smaller more inconspicuous pair beneath his shirt and tuck them under his thick, curly mop as soon as their backs were turned; they were none the wiser, content with their perceived punishment. Robin thought teachers were supposed to be smart…

Though Robin’s long tangle of curls were useful in some ways, they also drew their fair share of unwanted attention. As if being provoked, shoved, tripped, and called “Mutey” wasn’t enough, he was often referred to as a girl, particularly by the other boys.

He wasn’t entirely sure why it was so hilarious, or why it never got old, especially since it was painfully obvious by now that he didn’t give a shit. He was used to being the proverbial punching bag. Being as different as he was obviously made him an easy target, almost as though he had a bullseye permanently woven into the fabric of his jumper.

He’d surmised that they had their reasons for picking on him though; some had parents who were just as cruel, some had none at all, some were desperate to fit in, and some were just too stupid to know any better.

Either way, Robin had decided a long time ago that he’d rather they mithered him with their so-called bullying than risk upsetting some poor schmuck who wasn’t privy to the concealed insecurities that diluted their venomous words and wicked laughter.

Most of Robin’s classes were raucous, yet dull. He could barely hear himself think over the combined clamour of diligent workers and class clowns, and since he could usually glean the answers to any questions from his classmates or the teachers themselves, he never saw much point in trying.

He knew it probably wasn’t great to miss out on the “working out” part of the work, but it was too hard to concentrate even if he’d wanted to. Oscar always helped him with his homework after dinner anyway, so a least he wasn’t going to end up completely lacking in the brain cell department-.. hopefully.

Swimming lessons and PE weren’t so bad, but art was his favourite class of all. Most people got too caught up in what they were doing to daydream noisily or obsess over potentially incorrect answers. There was no right or wrong when it came to creation, and Robin was actually good at drawing, painting, or whatever else his sticky fingers fancied throwing together.

His art teacher even let him wear his headphones during class too, so he’d get to sit at the back of the room in a blissful cocoon of loud music and pencil shavings, wishing every period were this laid back.

All in all, school was utter shite; and at the end of each terrible day when the bell finally rang, Robin was beyond glad that it was over.

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[suksatoru]

ilysm touya todoroki. in my heart you'll live on forever ♡

[sistersofsilver]

HEY WAIT. DOES ICARUS KNOW ABOUT HIS COUSIN?????

oh my god. does he know about perdix??? i too would have a complex fucking relationship in terms of my talent in comparison to my father. i also wouldnt rename daedalus hammer to icarus hammers not only because of the "reputation" and the self confidence issues. but also literally knowing your father murdered your cousin because he couldn't stand the competition that's...

oh my god, does he know?????

[mysonsareturtles]

Just watched Logan for the first time :D (im bawling my eyes out)

[officersnickers]

I, too, would have done everything for Luka, son of Rodrigo, son of the great Demon Lord Belphegor, nephilim and certified baby 😭

[just-an-enby-lemon]

Obcessed with the stupid silly AU that Nikola and Jon were Mecs together.

Like the anatomy students Nikola just decided to take a time during uni to understand better how people work. First days... not that good but then she started making weird friends, joined a concept space pirate band and had the time of her life. Years later, she is in her secret Eye free base preparing for the Unknowing, kidnnaped Archivist on a chair except when she was very close to start her first weird mosturizing routine she just really looked at Jon and went "Jonny?" and after an annoyed and confused humphf "Jonny D'ville" and Jon's eyes went huge and he answered with a muffed and confused "Toy Soldier??". The kidnapping was over as they both engaged into a trip to memory lane and a passionate discussion where Jon convinced Nikola to not try ending the world.

When facing a pissed off Tim over the fact his "monster boss" came back with another monster and a circus one Nikola's defense was "I had nothing to do with Danny, I was in uni, Jon can prove I was in uni." It was akward in the archieves for a while after that. But at least Tim didn't die.

[heretherebedork]

This is my gay wrongs baby and I don't care. I do care that the show didn't let him commit his gay wrongs and live in peace. Come on! What's the point of gay rights if we don't also support the gay wrongs?

I am booing in a corner.

[whispersbelongingbird]

All the theories of what the Aliens did to Till here… I didn’t believe them until I did my own analysis and om it might be true..

[mudstoneabyss]

actually. the specific phrasing that boy Kevin wants to kill older Kevin with "I must disassemble him, piece by piece, so that everything inside of the Old Kevin comes out. Only then can the New Kevin truly begin." is so incredibly the idea that to heal from trauma and "improve" you have to destroy every "wrong" part of yourself, that everything "tainted" by it has to somehow be replaced by something untouched (which isn't possible)

[theygender]

Finding out that "cat scratch fever" is a real thing and not just a metaphor in a song while googling why I've got muscle/joint pain radiating from my shoulder to my fingers after getting scratched and bit a lot by my new kitten and then realizing that my lymph node is swollen

[rammingthestein]

Rammstein during their 1998 Family Values Tour | photographer: Scott Owen

" I remember on the Family Values Tour, I had a huge problem just being there because I didn't speak a word of English, so I closed myself off.

I thought it was such a shame because I wanted to. I mean, we were playing with bands that we all liked. But I never had the chance to communicate." | Richard speaking about the langage barrier during the Family Values Tour in RAMMSTEIN IN AMERIKA (2015)