#or it was to honor him
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The in story reasons of Odysseus and Penelopes namesss
Odysseus, named by his grandfather, someone so fueled by hate, he named his only grandson "he who causes pain". He named a child after suffering because, in his eyes, the whole world suffers.
Penelope, who was born to "Arnacia", but renamed after swans/ducks saved her from her own father. Her own father tried to kill because she wasn't who he wanted.
#like imagine being odysseus's parents#maybe there was a tradition in their familt of having the grandfather name the kid#or it was to honor him#and your kid#an infant#who literally just cant do any wrong because at this point there is no wrong for him to know#is named after all your father hates#and is#and you have to accept it#this kid will always be a reminder of all thats wrong in the world#because your father couldnt see past that#but hey i mean in the end its true#he cause so much pain and sufferinf#maybe it was destined since he was born#maybe his name is what soldified his fate#and Penelope#penelope whos parents tried to kill her#only for them to grow fond of her like it never happened#even though her name is a constant reminder#a constant reminder shes not who her parents wanted#she only lived because she was lucky#and now they want her#but not then#the odyssey#tagamemnon#odysseus#penelope#odypen#penelope of ithaca#odysseus of ithaca
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someone sedate this man.
#the magnus archives#tma#the magnus pod#TMA pod#jonny sims#i love him your honor#but he is so guilty
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thought that one Alastor scene would look cool in comic lettering, so i drew this
#i almost can't believe it's only my first time drawing adam#despite him being one of my fav character#he's such an asshole i love him your honor#the last panel is really a 2 seconds before disaster kinda thing aiugzhekjiu#hazbin hotel spoilers#hazbin hotel#alastor#adam#hazbin hotel alastor#hazbin hotel adam#comic#myart
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That's that shit eating grin that practically screams "Harder! HARDER!" except the homoerotic subtext is a tripwire they're crash landing through
#that's that bratty sub grin#that's that power bottom grin#your honor the murderous gleam in his eye has captivated me#deadclaws#poolverine#logan howlett#wade wilson#ryan reynolds#hugh jackman#deadpool#wolverine#deadpool and wolverine#let comic book characters fight as foreplay#let comic book characters WHO CAN REGENERATE/SELF HEAL fight as foreplay#god who coordinated this fight? was ryan one of them? was hugh one of them?#tell me hugh improvised that grin and needed the camera on him when he did it#tell me his competitive people pleasing theater kid ass refused to let ryan give all the fanservice
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Colin Bridgerton truly is a man of action, but only if his family points out that he should do something first lol. His mom is like "hey you should maybe talk to Penelope before she gets engaged."
And Colin goes, "Yes, absolutely, good point. I'll go get engaged to Penelope immediately. Thanks mom."
And then Anthony goes, "Hey you should probably tell Penelope you love her with your words."
And Colin immediately stands up and is like, "Such a great point, I'm going NOW."
#he's stupid your honor but you can't hold it against him#colin bridgerton man of action#colin bridgerton#bridgerton#polin#bridgerton season 3#bridgerton season three#luke newton#nicola coughlan#bridgerton spoilers
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There’s a good man within you Arthur, but he is wrestling with a giant
#he’s gritty and an asshole but not much different than his high honour counterpart#the cutscenes are pretty much the same#but it gives me a different perspective on him and the game#idk I love him#red dead redemption 2#low honor arthur morgan#arthur morgan#rdr2 arthur#rdr2 fanart#rdr2#high honor arthur morgan#red dead redemption fanart#red dead redemption two#I love low honour Arthur
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#bsd#bsd dazai#dazai osamu#bungou stray dogs#bungou stray dogs dazai#skk#this is a very chuuya post to make i am just honoring him in this#soukoku#anyway. kick him#bsd shitpost
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Its finally here! The first look into my Amazing Digital Circus AU that I've been cooking up for the past few weeks! :))
The main thing that is obvious here is a lot of the abstracted members are back. Which is all thanks to Caines efforts in keeping the circus members happy and sane! More on that later I imagine- <XD
Some designs are going to be tweaked a bit further. Gummigoo and Kaufmo aren't quiiiiite where I want them yet.. but none the less! I hope this post made you laugh and I hope to post a bit more about them sometime soon! :))
#the amazing digital circus#long post#Out of all the characters I think Zooble and her buddy were the hardest to color-#good thing I can change their designs for every post going forward! XDD#This AU makes a lot of changes to the characters personalities..#but tbh I think I changed Caine the most.#Perhaps a redesign is in order for him to honor that.. hmmm...
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Some more insecure Simon Riley talk, because he's precious.
18+
Word count: 1.4k
CW: nothing, just smut. Simon finds you in lingerie and has a stroke. I love him your honor.
Masterlist 🦊
𓇬 𓇬 𓇬 𓇬 𓇬 𓇬 𓇬 𓇬 𓇬
Simon, who is not sure what to do with himself the first time you welcome him home in nothing but lingerie.
He’s so unbelievably tired, dropping his clothes on the floor of the bedroom without even lifting his head. Mumbling apologies to you—how he’ll clean tomorrow, how he just wants to go to bed and sleep fourteen hours straight, right now. Bonus points if you hold him through the night, too.
Yet you’re not replying, but he’s seen your silhouette in the darkness; he knows you’re awake because you whispered a soft “Welcome back” when he walked in the room. His heart pounds in his chest, his palms get clammy—he thinks he’s overstepping lines by not giving you the attention he thinks you deserve.
So, as he unzips his pants, he lifts his eyes to look at you, and fuck—
You’re lying on your side, propped on your elbow, chin tucked in your palm. Perfect tits covered in sheer fabric, burgundy and black, your nipples peeking through. The soft line of your waist is bare—he follows it with his eyes until they land on your hips. Ornated lace curves around your hipbone and thins into see-through, dark fabric over your mound. Two strips of silk clasp your knickers to a pair of thin stockings that cinch the fat of your thighs, and the sight makes his mouth water.
“Welcome back,” you say once again, this time with soft amusement.
He looks like a proper idiot. Hand still on his crotch, practically feeling how his cock comes to a stand at the mere sight of you.
He gulps. Feels a little lightheaded. “F’ me?”
You smile, chuckling softly but not derisively. Simon follows your hand as you guide it over your belly, up to the valley of your breast, as if you’re there, showing the goods he can pick and taste.
“For you.”
Simon is stunned into silence again.
Fuck is he supposed to do, uh? He’d be content just looking at you lying there and looking like you came out of a magazine, instead of touching you and potentially ruining what you did just for—for him?
He must not have noticed how his whole body (aside from his cock) has gone into standby—entered sniper mode. He's quiet, breaths reduced and silent, eyes attentive and narrowed.
It's a handful of seconds that leave you uncomfortable, as your plastic pose softens, your smile faltering at the corners.
“You don’t like it?” You ask, trying to sound steady, but he picks up the nervousness in your tone right away.
He won’t let you have it, obviously. He snaps out of it and takes you in for what you are: a fucking present, on his bed, wrapped in strings and bows and lace like gift wrap.
“Shoulda guessed it was too much, maybe. Should’ve gone for somethin’ soft—"
Simon is on you in seconds. Grabs your face in his hands and smashes his lips to yours something fierce, nothing like you’ve ever experienced before. No hesitation. Simple, tangible desire. Scorching lust. Want. Need—fuck, he’s never kissed you like this.
Your eyes lose their surprise, and they slowly surrender to him—hands wandering down to help him out of his pants and briefs. And then you wrap your arms around his neck, grazing his scalp with your nails until he shivers.
Simon thought there was nothing comparable to the softness of your skin against the harder patches of scars freckling his abdomen. But he’s proved wrong when he feels the rough texture of your lace scratch his chest and his hips—it has him leaking embarrassingly quick.
He’s all lips and tongue as he races down your chest, sloppy kisses leaving a burning trail between your tits, down your belly, settling on your cunt covered by thin mesh.
Simon looks up at you, holding your thighs between thick fingers, smushing them against his cheeks. His eyes are hooded, dark, different. He tilts his head and bites into the plump flesh within reach—not enough to hurt, but sure enough to taste. Mercifully passes his tongue over the teeth marks before biting into it again, until the sting has you arching your back off the bed.
And he never breaks eye contact, which leaves you dumbfounded and flustered to the bone—because where is this confidence coming from? You’re wide-eyed and biting your own teeth in anticipation—this is all new and all the more exciting.
His kisses travel from the lines of your stretch marks up to your sex, where he doesn’t even bother moving the gusset of your knickers, and he just dives in.
Tongue flat against your cunt, drenching the sheer fabric with his spit and your moisture. Your moans are so soft compared to the sloppy mess he’s making of you down there, his insecurity blessed by a sort of beginner’s luck. Or maybe he’s just that hungry, and that is enough for your cunt flutter around nothing anyway.
You’re speechless when he finally lifts himself up, slotting his hips between your kiss-bitten thighs. His cock lands heavy on your pelvis, painting your lower belly with speckles of sheer precum. Head swollen and red right above your belly button.
You look at him wide-eyed, on your back, stock-still—anticipating his next move with your heart rate spiking.
He takes you completely by surprise (once again? In one night? Who is this man?), when he moves your knickers to the side, and instead of plunging in, he slides his cock between your folds and snaps the lace back above it. And then he starts rutting in shameless abandon, holding you steady by your thighs, letting the sheer fabric of your panties cover his tip and half of his shaft, as he runs himself back and forth over the surface of your pussy.
“M’gonna ruin it, sorry.” He croaks, as one of his hands comes to clumsily grab your tits through the lace. “So fuckin’ pretty—fuck—bloody hell, you—”
You coax him to go on with breathless moans because he’s never looked more breathtaking than he does now. Tiny drops of sweat drip from his forehead onto your belly, cheeks flushed and long lashes fanning his cheekbones. His lips yield a grunt each time the lace scratches his shaft. Your breath hitches each time the head of his cock catches your clit.
“Gonna buy ya a new one, yeah?” He grunts, looking down at the wet patch his cock is making through the lace. “Gonna buy ya fuckin’ ten.”
He’s never been this vocal, and you don’t dare to mouth a whisper in case he catches himself in the act. Not even when you cum, a short and stinging orgasm that makes your clit burn at the friction, do you dare to moan. You tilt your head back and shut your eyes, neck corded in the strain to keep it in, flushing with warmth in unbearable silence.
You think you hear his voice crack through the cotton in your ears when you come back down from your high. “Fuck—God, fuck. Wha’ a gift, eh? F’ me. All f’me.”
He pulls back a few moments later, taking his cock out of your panties and into a thick hand. A few pumps, and he cums on your lace, painting your belly and your cunt in glistening white.
He’s panting as his hand languidly comes to a halt. Chest flushed and with a thin layer of sweat over it.
“Sorry,” he murmurs, clearly dizzy—as if he needs to apologize for this. “I ruined it. I—just—gonna go grab somethin’ to—to clean y'up, wait 'ere—Jesus Christ.”
He slowly comes to stand, knees popping and legs shaking as he stumbles to the bathroom.
You look down at the spurts of cum covering your stomach and staining the lace of your panties, and then you flop your head back onto the mattress, wide eyes locked to the ceiling.
A chuckle of disbelief escapes you, still in shock from the sudden switch in behavior. And you think, when he comes back with a towel to clean the mess he’s made on your skin, that you might have to take another trip to the shop this weekend—buy yourself a new little piece.
But later, then, he falls asleep with his head on your chest, fingers lazily toying with the lace of your bra (because he’s asked you to keep it on, you know—“Like how 't feels”), and so you move up your shopping a little—already on your phone, running your thumb to skim through pinks and blues, laces and silks.
You might just order a new one right now.
It’s at that moment that he shifts in his sleep, slipping his hand under the band of your lacy bra and curling his fingers around your breast.
You change your mind.
You might just order ten.
#cod mw2#insecure Simon Riley makes a comeback#because I can't get enough of him#I love him your honor#simon riley#simon ghost riley#simon riley x reader#simon ghost riley x reader#call of duty modern warfare#cod#fanfic#ghost x reader#smut#cod smut#x reader#cod fluff
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caught up to the manga…. space globalists arc beloved
#dandadan#momokarun#momo ayase#ken takakura#okarun#THEYRE IN LOVE YOUR HONOR#HES SO WORRIED ABOUT HER AND SHE TRUSTS HIM IMPLICITLY AND IM 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥#FUCK#fanart#dandadan spoilers
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LET MAX VERSTAPPEN SAY FUCK
#your honor is it that deep#let him live#f1#formula 1#singapore gp 2024#max verstappen#red bull racing#fuck the fia
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Andre Braugher as Raymond Holt Brooklyn Nine-Nine, Season 1
#brooklyn nine nine#b99#andre braugher#b99edit#tvedit#this news shattered me i loved him so much#i wanted to make something in honor of him so im making a gifset of his greatest moments from every season <3#ray holt#raymond holt#tvfilm#*#gifs*#gifs#fun weird fact: cupcake match is my fave holt quote
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drew my boi !!
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Reactions to Astarion’s siblings attacking the camp
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Everyone: Thank goodness we’re okay and that’s over with
Gale: This should’ve been sex :(
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Made two funnygummy stuff in like two days sooooo posting both of them here.
#artists on tumblr#doodle#my art#fanart#tadc#tadc gummigoo#gummigoo#pomni#tadc pomni#funnygummy#pomni x gummigoo#tadc ep 2#tadc spoilers#tadc fanart#the amazing digital circus pomni#the amazing digital circus#the amazing digital circus fanart#gooseworx#ur honor I love them#I’ll protect them#he may appear once but i love him ur honor trust me on that
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