#perilous dreams

[tara-of-helium]

Perilous Dreams. Andre Norton, 1976.

Cover art by George Barr

[mobius-m-mobius]

"Rest assured, our Loki will be with our Mobius, and they will be dealing with the consequences of this first season."

OWEN WILSON and TOM HIDDLESTON behind the scenes of LOKI S2

[pepperazz1]

Ye

[made-my-peace-with-all-the-bad]

“He slept a summer by my side” but it’s Paul spending every single night of the summer before he left for a college Darrel could never afford, sleeping next to Darrel and being held by him, pretending that he wouldn’t be gone by the end of August. It’s Darrel loving that he gets to go to sleep with Paul in his arms and he gets to wake up to his messy hair and loving smile.

“He filled my days with endless wonder” but it’s Darrel finding any excuse to escape and go on a drive with Paul that was just far enough that they could kiss in the front seat of the car without the fear of being seen

“He took my childhood in his stride” but it’s Darrel knowing from far too young that he was too poor to afford a bunch of things the socs had, but when he met Paul, that didn’t feel like it mattered as much. With Paul, he could act like a carefree teenager. With Paul, he wasn’t a poor greaser, he was just Darrel. But then Paul left, and he took the tiny amount of a child that Darrel could be with him.

“He was gone when autumn came” But it’s Darrel sneaking out to go spend one last night with Paul in his arms, knowing he was leaving in the morning. It’s Darrel waking up early so he could just spend a little more time looking at the boy in his arms. It’s Darrel kissing Paul goodbye as he left when the sun rose. It’s Darrel hugging Paul and whispering out an “I love you”, not knowing it’d be the last time he ever said it.

[qprpbj]

thinking about paul darry casual and good luck babe tonight.

[girlishwhimsies]

tilly you were joking about the ace bob stuff right…. RIGHT!??

[sans-guy]

my dumbass really made up a man for the sole purpose of kissing him and then i went and made him emotionally distant and scared of closeness

[layzeal]

highschool wangxian are boycrush4boycrush and i think that's hilarious

they are the two most good-looking guys in class who are also rival geniuses, so if you're a classmate and you like boys then you 100% either have a crush on the bright, athletic and easygoing wei ying, or the quiet, alluring, handsome and slightly intimidating lan zhan. if not on both!

then they start dating each other 🧍‍♂️

[dadbodbucky]

shoutout to the fbi agent who definitely found my ao3 account and still cleared me to volunteer for a 2 week fish survey with the government. thank you and also i am so sorry

[pyrosomatic-metamorphosis]

as much as im celebrating the Full Realization that yes, qbbh is recovering rn (he's on such an upswing!!), i am fully expecting there to be a downswing, and im expecting it to hit HARD.

the other day bbh made a very interesting comment- paraphrased: "it's easier when you have no attachments."

in context, he was talking about the bagi-cellbit situation and the hardship of attachments starting to conflict because of gaining so many of them, and trying to figure out what to do about cellbit (especially in regards to the feds and the eggs)

but it just. it Felt a Little Off. like maybe. foreshadowing. because he has so, so many attachments, and they keep causing him pain. how long has it been since he's last seen skeppy. how long has it been since he's seen the eggs. forever. now cellbit... qbbh is full of So Much Love and it keeps hurting him and, while he has recently swung away from hurting himself because his loved ones would be upset by it, what if he just... swung a little too far. and has a brief period of trying to drop those attachments entirely

[pr0mz0mbie2005]

The cover of my agedre journal ^_^

[allhailthe70shousewife]

Imagine that Ari Aster were given access to your Book of Life and some nights you got the fruits of his labor, carefully crafted to hang inside the deepest pits of your stomach all the next day long.

[starless-planet]

When you’re trying to make a decision but you only have two brain cells but one always lies and one always tells the truth and you don’t know which ones do which

[fiona-fififi]

...getting worried about Christopher again

[aggroed-npc]

no because why did i get blackout drunk on a first date with an irish man, woke up completely butt naked with him in my bed (95% sure we didn't bang) with a vague memory of getting head

[the-twisted-tales-tavern]

Punishing Sex 1F: After failing to trick the guards outside the Malleus Key, Imogen finds herself at the mercy of a Reiloran Juggernaut who is all too eager to put the rogue exaltant Ruidisborn in her place…

~Spoilers for Campaign 3~

The harsh dust storm roared like a beast on the outside of the tent. Wild winds whipped at the thick canvas, sending dust and debris scattering across the rough ground through the barely fluttering opening. Every second it felt like one strong gust would be enough to rip the structure from the ground and send it sailing away—leaving the duo inside helpless against the raging elements…and on some level, she hoped it would.

At least then, her suffering could end.

The tent held fast, though, and so Imogen could do little more than gasp and pant for mercy as the powerful reiloran looming over her held her down against one of the abandoned cots. His enormous hands—made for crushing and breaking bone and sinew—were wrapped around her soft tanned thighs, folding her in a half-mating press and keeping her pinned as he thrust and bucked downward—every thrust echoed with a hard smack to her hips.

§Take it, you bitch~ take every last inch~!§

The reiloran juggernaut’s voice echoed through her mind in a deep and bassy growl, making the sorceress gasp and groan in return. As if she had much a choice in the matter—even if she tried to fight it, the alien warrior outclassed her both in strength and raw mental power. It wasn’t hard for him to sink every last inch of his behemoth cock into her—the massive member stretching her out like nothing else ever had, and grinding her walls into submission.

“P-please~” she whined, finding the strength to speak again. Her arms wrapped around herself, trying to hold herself together against the relentless assault—her large and plump breasts streaked with lightning scars bouncing lewdly with every thrust. “Please~ no more~ no mo-ohhh~”

Her pleas were cut off by a firm thrust downward, and she gasped as she felt one of the large skull-crushing hands drop to smack her across her tits and then wrap around her slender neck—holding her forcefully down against the bedroll. She shuddered, groaning as she felt his cock pierce her womb, shoved so hard and deep into the very core of her being—and her eyes locked with those dark all-black eyes of the reiloran that grinned so wickedly down at her.

§Oh, you poor little bitch~§ the juggernaut growled into her mind, and she shuddered as she felt him slowly drag his hips back, the ridges and bumps grinding away. §We haven’t even gotten started on your punishment yet~!§