#shell boy icons

[iconsstuff]

Manhwa icons

character: dooshik

manhwa: pearl boy/조개소년

[isangblog]

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[ariestrxsh]

sub!virgin!matt x neighbor!reader

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 content warning: smut, use of vibrator (on matt), oral(m!receiving), edging, begging, mommy kink

𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊 summary: you bring home a new sex toy to try on matt while your mom is out of town

dividers by @/anitalenia

Me & U

chapters: | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 |

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"It's crazy how I've seen your dick, but you've never even seen the inside of my house," you smirked back at Matt as he stepped through your front door for the first time. He let out a shy giggle in response. Your mom was out of town, and you were dying to show Matt the newest sex toy you'd gotten in stock at work.

He trailed behind you, his eyes glossing over the layout of your home. He scanned the family photos on your walls, the tacky 'live, laugh, love' sign your mom had hung over the dining room table, and the collection of wine bottles on display.

He followed you from the kitchen to your living room, separated by only an archway. He noted the funky color scheme, the silly built-in furniture, and the seafoam green shag rug that made him think your house hadn't been renovated since the 70s.

You looked back with a warm smile on your face as you grabbed his hand. You trotted up your carpeted staircase, leading him to your bedroom. It was rather messy, the opposite of Matt's. There were piles of clothes decorating the floor, little trinkets cluttering your dresser, and vintage posters on the wall, advertising iconic concerts that had happened - Jimi Hendrix. 1969. Madison Square Garden. $5.

Matt liked the stark differences between your personality and his. He knew you were the type of girl to help get him out of his shell, and he knew that he was the type of boy to bring some organization into your life.

His eyes wandered towards the intimidating-looking purple toy on your bed. It was still in its original packaging. "Wow, that's big," he commented, wide-eyed.

"You wanna try it?" You asked him, plopping down on your messy sheets and ripping open the package with reckless abandon. His eyes grew even wider.

"Uh, isn't that a girl sex toy?" He naively asked.

"I mean, it's marketed that way, but that doesn't mean I couldn't use it on you," you responded in a charming voice.

"I don't think it'll fit," he said in a worried tone.

"You're hilarious. It's not for internal use. It's a vibrator," you smiled at him, turning on the purple wand for a second to show him before shutting it back off.

"Men can use vibrators?" He asked, sounding a bit more relieved.

"They can. Here, let me show you," you responded, taking his hand and pulling him onto the bed. "Lay back for me," you whispered, pushing him against your headboard. His jaw fell slack as you undid the button on his jeans and gently tugged on the zipper.

Matt hesitantly lifted his hips as you pulled his pants down to his mid-thigh, followed by his underwear. Your pupils dilated as you set his cock free from the restrictive fabric. It wasn't surprising at all to you that Matt was already hard. Your eyes danced across his pink mushroom-shaped tip, the veins that traveled up his shaft, and his well-trimmed public hair.

"So sensitive," you whispered, running the point of your finger through the precum pooling at his tip. He let out another sweet little whimper while he wrinkled his nose and his forehead, slamming his eyes shut. "You're gonna love this," you raised an eye brow at him and turned the vibrating wand on.

He immediately gripped the blanket beneath him as you teased him with it, gently running it up and down his shaft. "Mmm. How's that?" You cooed to the boy beneath you as you rested the toy against his pretty, pink tip.

"I like that," he sighed, his whole body tensing up at the powerful sensation. His cockhead grew to a brighter shade of pink and swelled as more clear fluid leaked from his slit.

You gave him a devilish grin before leaning down and slurping it up for him. His jaw dropped, and a sweet moan escaped his parted lips as he involuntarily lifted his hips. He looked down at you with his dreamy, blue eyes.

"You like when I use my mouth on it?" You cooed, closing the distance again between his needy tip and your plump lips. He slowly nodded. Your eager tongue darted out, flickering over his sensitive nerve-endings and sending an electric feeling through his body.

The vibrations were so strong, you could feel them with your mouth as you gently suckled on his tip, stimulating the back of his swollen head. "Mommy," he cried out, "you're gonna make me cum."

He was already at the edge, ready to submit to the fall. You pulled off of him with a pop, running the wand along the underside of his cock and watching it twitch.

"No, sweetheart. Not yet," you denied him, giving him a malicious but still playful smile. His expression was one of immense pleasure mixed with agony as he held on for dear life.

You rested the vibrator directly against his tip again, admiring how shiny it looked coated in his arousal and your saliva. "Good boy. Just a little bit longer," you whispered, looking into his eyes as you dragged the vibrating toy up and down along the underside of his length.

You made his cockhead disappear behind your lips again, his knuckles beginning to lose color as he gripped the sheets, a testament to how well you used your mouth and your toy. No matter how desperate he became, you didn't let up.

"It's so hard to hold on, mommy," he mewled, his voice getting more shrill by the second. His eyes started rolling back, he dropped his head until it gently fell against the headboard, and his legs began to shake. "Please, please, please," he begged over and over like a puppy whining for food.

"Almost there. Good boy. You're doing such an amazing job for me," you cooed at him, soaking your underwear as you watched him reach his breaking point. You wrapped your lips back around his perfectly shaped head and pressed your tongue up against his slit.

"Mommy, can I please cum now?" He pathetically whimpered, dropping his gaze to you between his legs. You nodded, giving him the permission he craved. He finally let go.

He reached for your head, gently running his fingers through your hair, just barely too shy to pull you down further onto his cock.

His climax was powerful, sweeping him up in its current and carrying him to the finish line. He let out the prettiest sounds as he sprayed his sticky, warm fluid into your mouth. Your tongue pressed flat up against his slit created an almost sprinkler-like effect, and the pressure from it intensified his pleasure.

He writhed beneath you, flooding your tastebuds with his flavor.

You peered up into his beautiful, bedroom eyes that stared back at you. His expression was contorted by the incredible bliss he felt, his lips in an "o" shape and his eyebrows pinched together.

You shut off the toy and slurpled up the remaining liquid that pooled at his tip, and you generously licked up the bits that had escaped your mouth and began dripping down his shaft. He blushed, wiping a drop of sweat that had started to run down his forehead.

"Where did you learn to do that?" Matt curiously asked as he tried to catch his breath.

"A lot of practice," you smirked at him, releasing his cock from your grip. There was something about your experience that turned Matt on even more. He continued to stare down at you with his fucked out expression, his lips curling into a smile.

"How much practice?" He asked you.

"Enough to know what I'm doing," you teased, avoiding giving him a direct answer.

He pulled up his jeans, doing up the zipper and the button, his chest heaving and his cheeks pink and flush from the powerful orgasm you'd just given him. "Well, no more practicing with other guys who aren't me," he said with a jealous inflection in his voice.

"Of course not, Matt. I'm all yours," you whispered as you crawled onto his lap and straddled him, pulling him in for a deep kiss.

[the-oracleof-delphi]

PAC: Random Facts About Your Soulmate

Pile One - Message in a bottle

:: Pile one, it looks like this person is healing from a heartbreak. In general it may be their nature to think a lot - I am imagining someone who makes up scenarios in their head and ends up hurting themselves. But honestly, whatever they are going through right now may be a bit more than made up scenarios.

:: This person is someone who is emotionally abundant. They are receptive and sensitive - regardless of whether they are a masculine or feminine. Very emotional and emotionally mature, on the flip-side their love can feel smothering at times.

:: Extremely nostalgic. Plagued by it. Probably someone who looks back upon their childhood days quite often. May have a difficult time letting go of their past. (Maybe in a state of heartbreak because of someone from their childhood?)

:: They are someone who is just. They may also work in the law field. Another message is they may be a private person, a bit guarded, doesn't let people know their next step.

:: When they are in their element, they may be child-like, happy-go-lucky, positive and radiant as a person. Life of the part sort-of. You may feel protective over them!

Pile two - Wax stamp (minors do not interact with this pile)

:: Pile two, currently this person is juggling a lot of things. They have a lot on their plate. Romantically, they are in a wishy-washy and avoidant energy. Probably someone who is focused more on practical things like career, job, education, etc. and does not have time for emotional entanglements. By nature they maybe someone who is practical and emotionally detached.

:: This person is someone who is very passionate. I am seeing a lot of fiery energy. Someone who takes the initiative. Alternatively they can be a person who leads a very hedonistic lifestyle. S*x, party and all that stuff. Although this maybe changing.

:: I am getting a shifting energy? Something in their life recently ended or stalled. I feel like this person is on the verge of moving? They can also be someone who travels a lot due to work or just love to move around in general.

:: I am again getting the party-boy energy. But I do think they are realising the downside of this lifestyle and actively trying to reign in their self-sabotaging habits.

:: This person may sometimes rely too much on external validation. But they are trying to rid themselves of this mindset.

Pile three - Sea shell

:: Pile three, you may end up getting married to this person. Ha ha. That was the first message I got. They maybe at a point in their lives where they are in a celebratory mood, winning, may have recently accomplished something that they have been working on. This person can also be very athletic, I am seeing someone who runs marathons, takes sports quite seriously.

:: They may be someone who is in-tune with their emotions, emotionally mature. They can be spiritual, may also be into divination. They may have an important mother figure in their lives they are emotionally connected/attached to.

:: They value stability - both material and emotional. But mostly material. They may also be a bit rigid and stubborn, can hold on to people and ideas for far too long.

:: May be a responsible person. Like the head of a family? Or have people relying on them. I don’t see them to be married though, may have been in the past (?) I also feel like this person is heavily protected, they have very active spiritual guides, doesn't matter whether the person themself is spiritual or not.

:: They may come across as someone very blunt and straight to the point. Their communication style maybe a bit harsh at times, but nothing too toxic. Doesn't like ambiguity, very direct. There won't be any scope for confusion when you are with them.

Credits: icons - @/toastray on tumblr | divider - @/saradika-graphics on tumblr

[firewasabeast]

To that one commenter in your "Tommy has Main Character Energy" post who said he's not interesting, because it bothered me to hell and back for hours now:

Tommy

-is an older gay man who grew up with what is implied to have been a severely abusive father.

-would've been around 14 when Matthew Shepard was murdered.

-joined the army straight out of high school and served under DADT.

-was seemingly discharged before his enlistment was officially up.

-joined a firehouse with a man resembling his father as a captain right when he came back who basically indoctrinate him into the Good Ole Boys Club.

-was coaxed out of his shell by a black lesbian demanding respect from her white, male coworkers.

-clearly has relationship trauma about being used as queer training wheels.

I don't know what they understand under "interesting," but just the crumbs we got about Tommy tell a fascinating story imo. If he was a main character and storylines focusing on this, he could be an icon of queer media.

👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

[alternate-real-ities]

I'd love to see what alternate versions of this guy there are.

Sure buddy. It wasn't easy tuning my machine this time, but I think I've found some interesting realities out there! Hope you like them :)

In an alternate reality not so different from our own, this bearish hunk has taken on a more muscular, less chubby form - transformed into a behemoth. Here, he's not just any old gym rat; he's a world-famous powerlifter and internet celebrity whose influence knows no bounds.

Young men from all corners of the globe look up to him as their idol, their motivation, their reason for living - especially when it comes to getting swole. They follow his every post, eagerly absorbing each tip on training and nutrition like gospel from a fitness prophet. And why not? With a physique like his, who wouldn't want to emulate perfection?

His pecs are massive, each one a study in taut, rippling muscle that defies the laws of physics. His arms bulge with thickness, as if carved from granite by some mythical sculptor. His thighs are tree trunks, powerful and unyielding, while his calves are chiseled masterpieces of human anatomy.

But his influence extends far beyond the gym walls. In this world, a new wave of ripped teens has become the norm, thanks largely to their idolization of this muscular beast. Gone are the days of skinny, awkward youth; now, every boy from puberty onwards is driven to get big and buff in order to measure up.

Parents worry about the health implications, but who can blame them for wanting their sons to grow up strong and confident like this fitness icon? And as for the young men themselves, they'd follow him anywhere - even into the depths of steroid abuse if it means achieving that perfect, chiseled physique.

In this world, there's no escaping his shadow - nor would anyone want to. For in the presence of such unadulterated muscle majesty, all other men are but mere mortals, forever relegated to the sidelines while he reigns supreme as the ultimate embodiment of human potential.

In another reality, our bearish hunk has been reborn as a towering Latin stud, the kind of papi that makes hearts race and loins stir across every continent. Hailing from Colombia, he grew up in a world where machismo is king, and his rugged good looks and powerful physique were destined for greatness.

Here, he's known as Papi Leche, a towering figure of masculine perfection with a body that could make even the most devout Catholic priests weep with lust. His skin is a rich, burnished brown that glistens with the sheen of oil and sweat after a long day at the gym.

But it's not just his physique that sets this Latino daddy apart - it's his legendary cum, renowned throughout the land for its unparalleled potency and addictive quality. Gringos from all over the world can't resist the allure of his Latin leche, once they've tasted its salty, intoxicating flavor.

He takes great pleasure in breaking them down, both physically and mentally, until they're nothing more than obedient little cumsluts desperate for another taste of his golden nectar. And he always delivers, pumping load after massive load into their eager mouths and throats until they're drowning in Latin dick juice.

And it's not just a physical addiction. They gradually change the more leche they drink. Their skin darkens, their features soften, and their accents change until they're speaking in perfect, melodic Spanish.

Before long, this Latino daddy has an entourage of half-Latino, half-gringo chicos who worship him and vie for his attention - all of them hooked on his leche like junkies on a fix.

So if you ever find yourself in Colombia, make sure to keep an eye out for this hulking bear of a man - but be warned: once you've caught sight of him, there's no escaping his gravitational pull. You'll be drawn in like a moth to a flame, helpless to resist the allure of his latin leche until you're nothing more than a mindless, cum-addicted shell of your former self.

Finally, in yet another reality, our bearish hunk has been reborn as a cocky, wealthy young Arab stud - the epitome of Dubai's high-flying elite and a player in every sense of the word.

Here, he's the king of the scene, with a body that's equally at home on the beach or in the boardroom. His skin is a flawless, golden brown, his features chiseled like marble from the hands of a skilled sculptor.

As a member of Dubai's elite social circle, he moves through life like a prince among paupers - except instead of a crown, he wears a gold-plated watch on each wrist. He cruises the city in his gleaming black Lamborghini, with a string of adoring twink boys piled into the backseat for good measure.

These young men are just playthings for him to use and discard, their tight little holes and eager mouths mere receptacles for his boundless sexual appetite. He'll fuck them raw, pump them full of cum, and then toss them aside like yesterday's trash - all while smirking in satisfaction at the knowledge that he's left another broken little twink in his wake.

But it's not just about the physical act for this Arab stud; it's about the power dynamic. He loves nothing more than to humiliate his conquests, reducing them to quivering, tear-streaked messes as he lectures them on their place in the world - namely, at his feet, servicing his every whim.

And when he lets loose with that massive, cut Arab cock, it's a sight to behold - thick, veiny, and heavy as a horse's head, with a bulbous, slit-tipped crown that glistens with precum. It's the kind of dick that can stretch even the most well-fucked hole to its limits, leaving its recipients gasping in awe at his sheer size and potency.

And yet, despite all the degradation and abuse, these twinks can't get enough of him. They're addicted to the thrill of being used by such a powerful, dominant figure; they crave the taste of his cum on their tongues and the feeling of his thick, veiny cock splitting them open.

But despite all of this, this Arab boy has a soft spot for romance. He adores showering his favorite twink with expensive gifts and lavish dates - taking him to the finest restaurants and clubs, then whisking him away to his private villa for a night of passionate lovemaking under the stars.

So if you ever find yourself in this version of Dubai, keep an eye out for this hunky Arab stud. Just be prepared to worship him... and pray that he deigns to notice your pathetic little existence.

And so, once again, we have explored the possibilities that the multiverse provides. Which version of our friend here do you think is the most appealing? Or perhaps you have your own alternate version in mind? Who knows, the possibilities are endless...

[mariacallous]

I’m not even sure whether I can taste pure Old Bay anymore, because the condiment is infused with so many memories of home. I grew up sprinkling it on everything—blue crabs, sure, but also watermelon, mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese—and I can shuffle through decades of pictures from family reunions, county fairs, church picnics, and back porches where the iconic yellow, red, and blue tins keep popping up like someone’s second cousin, not quite front and center yet always in the frame.

If you’re new to Old Bay, get a tin and shake the contents liberally on popcorn or potato chips—a starter dish, from which you can and should expand. You’ll soon find that you can add the condiment to almost anything. One of my favorite dishes that uses Old Bay as an essential ingredient comes via an old family friend. Keith Davis is a Jack-of-all-trades: a fantastic general contractor, but also a church usher, a builder of wheelchair ramps, a Santa Claus when seasonally necessary, and, lately, a food-truck entrepreneur, grilling burgers and deep-frying funnel cakes for every community event and private party in the area. He goes by Mr. Keith; his food truck is known as Fat Boy’s Fixins, named in honor of the man who taught him to grill and whose Santa suit he inherited.

Of all the things Davis serves up, he might be best known for his crab soup, which he makes in ten-gallon batches and lets the local Ruritan Club sell by the pint every fall at the Waterfowl Festival, when somewhere between fourteen thousand and twenty thousand people descend on the Eastern Shore to see the work of hundreds of decoy carvers and local artists, listen to waterfowl-calling contests, and watch demonstrations of dock dogs, raptors, and fly-fishing. Davis is there every year, gossiping with his fellow-volunteers, talking with out-of-towners, and tossing hunks of crab meat into stew pots. Normally you’d have to shell out eight dollars for even just a cup, but here, exclusively for newsletter readers, free of charge, is the best crab soup you’ll ever taste, a shockingly easy, practically pre-made recipe for trying out America’s greatest condiment: Old Bay.

Mr. Keith’s Crab Soup

1 lb. crab meat (claw meat best) 64-Oz. bottle of Spicy V8 14.5 Oz. chicken broth 32 Oz. water 1 lb. mixed vegetables 1 Tbsp. Montreal Steak seasoning 1 Tbsp. Old Bay

Mix the V8, chicken broth, and water in a pot. Start heating the mixture, then add the vegetables, then the crab meat, and finally the spices. Cook on medium heat until the vegetables start to soften, stirring occasionally “so it doesn’t stick and burn on the bottom of the pot.”

[kathaynesart]

Replica Holiday Special Winners!

Happy Holidays everyone! It's that time of year and you know what that means! Time to announce the winners for the DTIYS Replica Holiday Special Cover!

I received so many wonderful submissions. Far more than I had anticipated! They were all so unique and creative and it was an absolute joy to look at each and every one of them! I really underestimated however how difficult it would be to choose with them all being so unique from each other. In the end, I decided to gauge the top picks on how well their cover captured the "essence" of what this Special is going to be like! Without further ado, here are the winners.

HONORABLE MENTION - @matchstique

Buddy! I love this piece so dang much! It has so much character and perfectly displays the wacky hijinks we can expect as well as the huge amount of stress our poor boys are under during these trying, pregnancy times. The movement and colors work so well and make me excited for what comes next! Seldom do I see pregnant females shown as the badasses they are, but you have gone and turned Cassandra into an absolute icon with this piece! Bless you!

3RD PLACE - @thegunnsara

Sara, the shear amount of craft you put into your art is STAGGERING. Every scuff on Raph's shell and wisp of smoke screams of a quality I can only hope to attain someday. I literally want to be you when I grow up! That said, the concept of this piece is also fantastic. One of the things I'm must excited about for this Special is getting to see Raph and Casey as they were and witnessing the strong bond they share. I love them dearly and this cover captures their strength and tenacity so perfectly. Gods among men.

2ND PLACE - @cupcakeslushie

Slushie, this cover is so damn fun and dynamic that I can't stop looking at it! Your attention to detail and composition are masterful and the fact that you could fit such a bombastic battle into such a limited space speaks to how crazy talented you are! You also do a wonderful job of retaining both the intensity of the apocalypse but also that playful edge that Rise always manages to retain! It's definitely the cover that would catch my eye on a shelf and make me want to turn the page to see what happens next!

1ST PLACE - @abbeyofcyn

Cyn, the moment I saw this cover, I gasped! It's funny because this is both a piece I could have totally seen myself doing had I done the cover, yet crafted in a unique way I could have never come up with on my own! On top of that, this slick composition scratches my little designer brain juuust right. The use of the hands motif is such a great element because to me, it encapsulates the conflicting themes of family/parenthood with the drama of what it means to be human. On top of that, having each character as one of the digits both connected to and encircling Casey is such a wonderful touch that really drives the symbolism home. Somehow, you managed to peer into the future and perfectly capture how the finale of this special is going to feel. Thank you so much Cyn for such a wonderful piece!

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Now that I think about it, looking back on these winners as a set, all four them actually do an amazing job as individual covers for each of the four "acts" that will make up this special. That was not at all my intention, but it kind of worked out perfectly for that. Gets me all emotional!

I also definitely want to put a spotlight on the other amazing submissions, many of which made it SO close to the top slots! I was going to post these pieces individually but I was worried people wouldn't then go to their blogs to view the covers, so instead have a compilation and links to the full versions! Please check out everyones amazing covers and give them some love. They all worked really hard and it means so much to me. Thank you everyone!

@dreamundraws - LINK @honeylief - LINK @gemini-forest - LINK @memorydarkness - LINK @skullythefriendlyskullface - LINK @v-albion - LINK @its-wabby-stuff - LINK @yris-latteyi - LINK @reagi-df - LINK @chaoscontrol50 - LINK / LINK @murasakibonnet - LINK @hitwiththetmnt - LINK @xandriagreat - LINK @karonkar - LINK @sunydays - LINK (sorry my dear, yours did not appear on my hashtag reference at first! D: But still love it!) @quailaz - LINK @delicatechildwitch - LINK

Thank you again all of you! You all did such an amazing job!

[tempestimes]

Last week I was going to write an essay on the symbolic parallels of the imagery in Ave Mujica to Revolutionary Girl Utena aka The Lesbian Anime ever, but right now I'm also just disappointed by episode 11 because of. Everything. It feels weird to make so many references to such an iconic queer anime then slap the "and they were related !!" thing on a major (albeit unhealthy) ship. To be clear, I'm not an Uisaki shipper and I never saw Uisaki as endgame, mainly because Uika's obsession over Sakiko is far from healthy and is clearly not romanticized or portrayed in a positive light. It clearly has an impact on Uika's ability to function and maintain other relationships and obviously Saki is not happy about this. But at the same time, there were so many connections I could draw between the imagery in Uika and Saki's relationship and Utena and Anthy's.

The MV for Imprisoned XII is packed with Utena imagery:

The coffin filled with roses a girl is sleeping in.

2. The endless stairway up to "eternity" (which is supposedly some kind of freedom, but that freedom is only an illusion constructed by the people who control the greater stage play)

3. The setting of the bird-cage like garden.

And then there's the references/imagery inside of the actual show itself.

Sakiko reading Demain, which has this iconic line about a bird breaking out of its shell, which is referenced repeatedly in Utena.

2. The two cups of coffee Uika always makes for herself and Sakiko, and the cups of tea Anthy and Utena share. (The "I poisoned the tea" and the "Well, I poisoned the cookies" bit in RGU ugh UGH)

3. The theatrical and stage play nature of Ave Mujica itself and the artificial world/theatricality of RGU (perhaps best illustrated by the Shadow Play or the moving architecture much like stage pieces in the film Adolescence of Utena).

Additional note: the line between Gothic dolls and fairytale princes/princess ough ough.

Additional additional note: Uika was designed to be fairly ambiguous in gender, which really interests me as this relates to Utena Tenjou and her masculine gender presentation as a way to be more "prince-like" but also her insistence she is "still just a girl" wearing a boy's uniform.

Additional note to the additional additional: Y'all remember all the fanart of Sakiko stabbing Uika with the "you could never be my prince, because you are a girl" line, right? Y'all know that's a direct reference to Utena right?

There's probably more I'm missing out on but these makes me so conflicted about how Uika and Sakiko's relationship is portrayed.

Both Uika and Utena have this interest in/curiosity for a girl (Sakiko, Anthy) who is trapped in a patriarchal system where she is at once idolized and villainized (along with other factors playing into the complicated nature of each of their situations, Sakiko's being class and Anthy's being race). But whereas Utena takes that scene she saw as a child of Anthy's suffering and decides to become a prince/play into gender roles to save Anthy from cycles of abuse (something Anthy can only step out of on her own later on), Uika - being a lonely and isolated child- built up an idealized image of the girl who her sister got to experience joy with, the girl who had all that she was denied, the girl who could give her meaning, and ended up becoming incredibly and deeply obsessive over someone who was ultimately her family member. I could go deeper into some of the Sakiko and Anthy parallels, but it is just so heavy.

I don't think I need to go into detail about how fucked up is (especially because of fucking Akio Himemiya and what he did to Anthy), but yeah. It just feels like a slap in the face to make so many (what felt to like to me) clear references to an iconic queer anime about disrupting cycles of abuse, the patriarchy, and victims of abuse and assault and then also add on the "and they're related and if you thought Uika's obsessiveness was bad you don't know the HALF of it"

Maybe I'm just way out there for making all of these connections between Ave Mujica and RGU, but this connection I made early on in the show definitely impacted how I felt about episode 11 and the Imprisoned XII MV. If you like toxic yuri, then you do you. This just isn't my cup of tea and I'll leave it at that.

[theemporium]

🐈‍⬛ i don’t have a specific request but I can’t get the phrase “don’t hex and drive” out of my head. maybe driver reader who’s witchy and starts cursing anyone who’s rude to her boys right before a race sksjsks

thank you for requesting!🫶🏽

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“What a bunch of little c—”

“Amor, it’s fine.”

You snapped your head around, your eyes narrowing at your boyfriend sitting on the couch. “No, Carlos. No, it’s not.” 

He sighed. “No, but I need you to calm down before you do something stupid.” 

You almost wanted to scoff at him. 

It was ridiculous. It was ridiculous that such a historical and iconic team could make Formula Two teams and lower leagues look like saints. It was ridiculous that you had to watch your boys suffer through mistakes and situations that weren’t their fault. It was ridiculous that just when you thought Ferrari couldn’t fuck up anymore, they always seemed to find a way.

And it was ridiculous the way your boys had been conditioned by their own team to deal with it. 

And maybe you should have been glad that such a fierce competitor was no longer such, but you couldn’t care less about that when it was the loves of your life who were suffering. You didn’t care if it made your races easier. You didn’t care when it was chipping away at the men you love and making them shells of who they were at the start of the reason. 

“They need to get a grip of themselves,” you said bluntly, your brows furrowed together as you glared at the prancing horse logo on the wall of Charles’ driver room.

“Yes, but Carlos is right,” Charles said as he reached his arm out to tug you closer, to pull you down on the couch that both boys were currently sitting on. He nuzzled you to sit between them, squished between both Ferrari drivers who just looked exhausted. “When you get angry, you don’t think clearly.”

“I’m thinking very clearly right now,” you retorted as you crossed your arms over your chest with a huff. “And what I’m thinking is that everyone on that pit wall can enjoy my foot up their—”

“And there she is,” Carlos murmured, though his tone was light-hearted as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and tucked you into his side. “We don’t need you fighting our battles, amor.” 

“I know,” you sighed deeply.

“We will sort this out with the team,” he added. 

“Yeah, yeah,” you grumbled. 

“So no magic, okay?” 

You paused.

“Cherie,” Charles muttered as you continued to avoid both their stares. “No hexing and driving, remember?”

“But—”

“No magic. We can deal with the grid penalties on our own,” Charles told you in a softer voice. And you believed them. You knew what your boys were capable of, but your lack of faith resided with the team rather than them.

“How about a teeny hex?” You bargained as you looked between them. “Nothing big or serious, it will be harmless.”

Neither Charles nor Carlos looked convinced. 

“Something like…if they fuck up either of your races today, they will have clown noses stuck to their faces for a week?” You suggested, watching the way Charles had to press his lips together to withhold his giggles.

“Mi amor,” Carlos scolded softly but you could see the smile on his face.

“Please?” You murmured, giving the boys your puppy dog eyes that you knew they wouldn’t be able to resist. “If you won’t let me spell the cars with good luck, at least let me do this.” 

The boys shared a look with each other, a few beats of silence passing between you three before Carlos spoke.

“Fine—”

“Yes!” You grinned.

“But nothing more,” Carlos quickly added, shooting you a look. “And this is the only time.” 

“Promise,” you said with a smile on your face that didn’t reassure Carlos in the slightest, but he knew there was no stopping you when it came to defending them. 

“Thank you for caring,” he added in a softer voice.

“Always,” you said as you reached your hands out, taking each of their hands in your own as you intertwined your fingers. “I’ll always defend you both. After all, I like seeing you on the podium with me.”

“In second and third,” Charles commented with a snort.

You shrugged. “I like the view from up on the top spot, you can’t blame me.” 

“If you wanted to look down at us, you just had to ask for us to get on our knees, mi amor,” Carlos commented, grinning a little himself when he watched a blush spread across your cheeks. 

“What was that, Christian? You need me for data review? Okay!” You announced suddenly as you scrambled to get up from the couch, your body flushing at his words and the boys laughing as they tried to pull you back down.

.

[teewritessmth]

#Instagram Au (11)

Niko Omilana x f! reader

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y/n.y/l/n A little glimpse of my 🇨🇦 trip feat. @nikolasomilana and @cat

chunkz tagging the 🐱 is mental

yeed gyal made Winnie the pooh wit dem leaves

---hufer got mo talent than yo salty ahh

---yeed @hufer dawg I wasn't even hating the fuc?!?!

y/nfan765 mother has posted after a month

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y/n.y/l/n First pic - the moment I realized how deeply I was in love with him

Second pic - He gave me his sweater mwahahhaa

Third pic - iconic @conangray

nikoomilana would rather have you wear that sweater than me wear it, also it looks wayy better in you. Beautiful princess.

conangray y'alls relationship is seriously goals

---y/n.y/l/n 🥺🥺

ajshabeel ❤❤

oliviarodrigo I 😭still 😭remember 😭third😭 of😭 December😭 me😭 and 😭your 😭sweater

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nikoomilana Sometimes I don't bully her and post her hand full of shells on social media

y/n.y/l/n ily mayor stinky boy muffin

---kingkennytv what the hell do you call him

---gyatlicker girl just called her man every name in the book

Greenballhair the second pic is lowkey so creative

darkestman nik u pussio come back and do a rap battle leave the girl on the island

---nikoomilana Roger that

---y/n.y/l/n 🥚🪒❌

---ohnosharky naah she violated 💀💀

requested by good ol' @ndlqz

[grits-galraisedinthesouth]

Meghan Markle Monetizes Monarchy 💰

Meghan Steals Fits From Kate’s Kids for Her New Online Shop

HIGHEST FORM OF FLATTERY?

Meghan is marketing the heck out of a bunch of brands that royal fans already associate with the Princess of Wales.

Tom Sykes  Apr. 14 2025

Meghan Markle has made the unlikely decision to promote a series of clothing brands associated with her arch-rival, Kate Middleton, on her new internet shopping page.

Given that Meghan’s kids have only been rarely photographed, the general public has had little idea of the prevailing Sussex child aesthetic—until now.

And intriguingly, Meghan’s “Easter Edit,” which she uploaded to her ShopMy page Monday, notably features classics from brands generally associated with Kate Middleton’s kids, George, Charlotte and Louis.

There is—for example—a floral rabbit dress from U.K. brand Trotters, which has long been a go-to for the Cambridges. Princess Charlotte wore a similar dress in a different color from the brand in photographs sent out by Kate to mark her fourth birthday (the dress subsequently sold out in record time).

Another famously royal-adjacent British brand, Boden, is also featured in Meghan’s new edit; a cute baby dress with a blue, pink and yellow shell motif is among her choices. Boden has made no secret of its attachment to the Windsors, releasing a “Very British Baby” collection in 2018, to mark the birth of Prince Louis. Princess Charlotte wore a Boden sweater in her eighth birthday photos, which were taken by Kate.

Meghan’s collection also references another iconic young royal moment with a pair of checked pajamas in pale blue from American brand Petite Plume. Who could forget the swagger of Prince George wearing the same Petite Plume PJ’s for an after-his-bedtime meeting with President Obama at Kensington Palace in 2016?

Meghan’s selection does also include plenty of merchandise not seen in a Middleton family photo shoot, including a Peter Rabbit Easter egg hunt kit, passion fruit-flavored candy carrots, and “bunny baby” booties.

Jessica Burrell 14 April 2025

The Duchess of Sussex has been trying – and, depending on your point of view, failing – to hit the mark on a sartorial offering for some time now. But her latest venture might just be her most successful, at least in terms of emulating royal taste.

“The Easter Edit”, which has just dropped on Meghan Markle’s Instagram shop, features a selection of homeware, various gifts and, most notably, childrenswear. The latter is presumably inspired by the wardrobes of Archie, 5, and Lilibet, 3, the children Markle shares with Prince Harry.

This follows the launch of Markle’s ShopMy platform last month – a “hand-picked and curated collection” of products from which she earns commission when followers purchase.

Boys’ Ludlow unstructured suit jacket in linen, £188, J.Crew

When you consider the overall mood of the edit – classic, pastel-toned traditionalism – it seems that the family has taken a leaf out of the Cambridge children’s style playbook. And if you consider the brands featured, things become increasingly royal-adjacent.

Of immediate interest to royal style fans is a floral and rabbit motif dress from Trotters, which has long been a favourite of the Cambridges, with Princess Charlotte memorably wearing a similar dress from the brand on her fourth birthday. The Liberty-print style she wore sold out overnight, and Meghan’s choice might well go the same way given that it’s currently reduced to £54 from £72.

Bella Bunny Petal Dress, reduced to £54 from £72, Trotters

Another royal favourite featured is Boden – specifically a cotton baby’s dress, £27, featuring shells arranged in rainbow patterns. The Prince and Princess of Wales are known to be fans of this British brand, which even released a “Very British Baby” collection in 2018, inspired by the birth of Prince Louis. Princess Charlotte has also been pictured in Boden, donning a jumper by the brand for her eight birthday photograph.

Gathered Woven Dress, £27, Boden

As well as dresses, the collection also features two pairs of gingham pyjamas – one in pale blue and one in pale pink – £44, from American brand Petite Plume. The blue pair appear to be the exact style Prince George famously wore to meet President Obama in Kensington Palace in 2016 (he wore them with a dressing gown from the same brand).

Kid’s Twill Pajama Set in Light Blue Gingham, £44, Petite Plume

Markle’s original edit focused on her own fashion choices, with clothing and accessories from a high-low cross-section of brands, including a Uniqlo trench coat and Saint Laurent sandals. Judging by the fact that these items remained in stock after being featured, it feels fair to say that the venture failed to hit the mark.

Only time – and the spending power of Markle’s followers – will tell if this Cambridge-inspired selection is more successful. Given that, at the time of writing, the Boden dress is marked up as “Selling like hotcakes” on the UK website, it might well be.

[sciderman]

Round boy + mask = square jaw

Pointy boy + mask = egg

Why?

wade's mask is masc. (hahaehehehahaeo...)

wade does a lot to mask his soft interior – he worries a lot about appearing soft.

[x]

he's GETTING SOFT (and peter loves it. he loves when wade gets soft.)

[x]

underneath it all, wade's soft and round. no matter how he tries to hide it.

[x]

wade is always hiding it – to way more extreme and destructive measures than peter, actually.

it's kind of funny, wade's insistence that peter needs to be honest to himself - because wade's the poster boy. wade finds it difficult to be true to himself, because he doesn't even know which "self" is true at this point. he's constantly pretending to be someone or something else.

something that'll please others. make him more palatable. more entertaining. make the audience side with him, even if he thinks he's undeserving. fake it till you make it.

sometimes i think about how wade lost his virginity the night before he enlisted (because he was worried the guys would make fun of him if he was a virgin.)

of course they made fun of him anyway.

he doubles down - he puts on the macho air that everyone expects from him. he can be the bad boy. he can be the rugged antihero that is a total jerk but everyone loves anyway because he's the tough guy. it's why you'll never get to see what adult wade looked like pre-weapon X - you'll see wade in his teenage years - but once he enlists - that's not wade wilson. he's constantly playing a role. cool action hero, whatever'll get him the girl.

it isn't until weapon X that he's forced into a position where he can't hide anymore. everything is on his skin. plain as day, for everyone to see.

[x]

deadpool becomes the mask wade can hide all his damage and his insecurities behind because lord knows he can't hide a thing when he's out of it. like a lobster out of his shell. he's soft, and pink and tender. he couldn't survive without that hard red shell exterior, to make him look tough.

peter's mask is also masc, but his mask is peter parker.

spider-man is kind of funny. in that – outwardly, it does look similar to deadpool's performative masculinity. he has "-man" in his name, for christ's sake - but - it's not, really. you wouldn't say spider-man is overly macho. even as much as peter insists it is - nobody buys it.

you'd definitely, by all accounts, call peter parker the more masc aligned of the two - peter wears baggy clothes, he's kind of uptight, a little bit boring - and spider-man - spider-man's downright flamboyant - from his mannerisms, his jokes, and his tights. oh, and his fluttery little web-wings. he is fruity.

spider-man, in his tiny fruity little tights: YEAH. take a look at ME, girls. this is what true manhood looks like.

you might say the confidence it grants him is what makes him macho - but i think the fun thing about peter's gender journey is his embracal that actually - confidence isn't necessarily a masculine trait, and that - actually, his gender icons (save for uncle ben) are largely confident women.

i think that's why olive is so dear to me - that peter's leaning into a confidence and self-assuredness that doesn't come from being conventionally masculine. and, in fact - peter parker might be so shy and insecure because he's trying to fit in a box that doesn't fit him.

i think spider-man is more of a playground for peter. a place where he can experiment with his gender and his sexuality and the concept of "manhood" and what it means to him.

he can explore, because the anonymity grants him less social pressure to fit in. society can despise spider-man, and yeah - it'll get him down, but the repercussions are relatively little. peter has to fit in, to survive. and, as peter parker, he's terrified of those repercussions.

peter has such a desire to explore his identity and understand himself better - but, under safe, controlled conditions - whether that's under the anonymity of his mask or... or with people, who make him feel safe.

so, spider-man is peter's outlet to be fruity without repercussions. peter's og dragsona, actually. so – lithe, and curvy. he is so shape.

[r0-boat]

İ would give my lungs for ghostface Leviathan pls plspls

All right fine just this once I will humor you

Sorry about your Boyfriend

Ghostface!Leviathan

Cw: murder, Yandere behavior, jealous ex, stabbing, blood, strangulation.

Human au!!

He thinks it's so cute that you think you're done with him. He thinks it's utterly adorable that you can just break up with him, and you'll be done with him just like that... How dare you cast him aside like worthless trash. He wonders if you notice his intense gaze from across the street as he watches you smile and flash those eyes that were only meant for him at another. And those friends of yours... Those two-faced snakes, hissing their little lies, trying to split you two apart.

Your friends finally convince you to host a college party at your place. You aren't much of a party person, But when they dragged your new boyfriend,, a happy-go-lucky Golden retriever type Who always loved seeing smile,s, You couldn't say no. Your friends, delighted to see you finally broke out of your shell, did not worry you with planning, prepping, snacks, and everything. They got everything handled. You smile. Lucky to have great friends. You've been through a lot; they've been with you through everything.

He planned this night meticulously. It had to go right. Even now, he was thinking of you as he dawned a black cloak and an iconic white mask with a few chains, small ones just for looks... You've always loved old horror films. He remembers how his face would always twist in jealousy as you talk on and on about people who you can't even see their faces and don't even know.

The Hunt begins. With a phone call.

"Hello?"

Your sweet voice he misses but it does not quell his anger

"Who is this?"

His voice sounds slightly different... Smooth yet husky, there's something about it that you can't quite put your finger on.

"Who you trying to call?"

"What number is this?"

"Well What number are you trying to reach?"

He could hear the smile in your voice His heart pounds,him wants to talk to you more He yearns for more of you.

"I don't know..."

"well you have the wrong number..."

He couldn't hide a smile as it slips into the phone.

"Do I~?"

You hang up your phone and place it on the counter before returning to where your friends are. He watched you through the window. You always were the forgetful type with everything, placing things down and forgetting them, and he was always there to bring them to you. As much as he nags and calls you worthless, it's adorable how much you need him... That's why he must do this. He turns on the cell phone jammer in his pocket. It's a good one, an expensive one. He got this from his wealthy roommate at his frat, so it better do its work.

He carefully places it in the bushes. The radius is wide enough to cover the entire house. He won't need it after tonight, and it's better if it's not in his hands, just in case.

The backyard blinds were closed, so it was easy to sneak around the back to cut the power. Then, with a spare key, he comes in from the door to the garage. All your friends were either asleep, drunk, or watching a movie with you. You're cuddled up to your new boyfriend when the power went out.

As you go to check the power, Levi purposely avoids you. He doesn't want you to see him yet. First, he wants to get rid of everyone that made you sway away from him. Simply stabbing and drawing blood wasn't enough. Especially to your fucking boy toy. The anger and jealousy consumed him As he wrapped his hands around his muscular neck and strangled him till he could no longer breathe.

He couldn't help but let out a little throated chuckle. I saw the fear in your eyes when you watched the situation unfold. He's never seen that look before... That look of panic and anxiety. Perhaps he understands why you like masks so much. He couldn't help from his words slipping. "Sorry about your boyfriend... All that struggling didn't help." He hissed the word boyfriend. The word alone made him sick. Knowing that he was talking about someone else other than him. You could have noticed him from his voice, but it seemed like you were so choked with fear. All you could do was scream and run.

When he sees something, he chases, and you are always like a magnet to him, brandishing a knife to get your blood pumping until you lock yourself in the bathroom. No matter... He could always return to you. He has other victims.

Your hands shake your entire body was shaking As you hear muffled screams from God knows where and you don't even want to think about where they're from. You must have the courage to try to at least find your phone to call the police...

The house was eeriely quiet and dark. The rain patterning against the windows and your heart thumping in your ears as every creek from your light steps sounded like thunder. But he was quieter It was almost as if he was supernatural stalking you in the shadows like an apex predator You're so engrossed and trying to get your phone to work You didn't notice the gloved hand slipping around your throat.

He laughed at your pitiful attempts the struggle before placing a knife right against your neck. It was cold and soaked with red as tears rolled down your face. That's when he finally took off his mask to kiss your tears away.

Your eyes widen at the sight "Levi..."

"Yes my love?"

His voice was sickly sweet and he used the pet name that he'd always give you when he was in a good mood which is rarely of ever. Everything he ever wanted was back in his arms. All you could do is cry.

"please don't kill me..."

His eyes widen before giving you a soft smile His fingers rushing against your cheek.

"Oh I'm not going to kill you..."

His smile a smile that you'll probably see in your nightmares from now and forever reaches into a pocket pulling out a purple collar.

"Now you will always be mine! And no one will ever come between us~"

[natsuki208]

An Appreciation Post for Bertholdt Hoover - he just broke out of his shell!

Look at this monster. The very colossal beast whom kicked off the story and caused thousands of deaths and fear inside us, the audience, years before.

But underneath it all…

He’s a total cutie! ☺️

(fanart from Pinterest)

Okay, jokes aside, this poor boy was surely done dirty like a lot of characters in this show. But what makes Berty different from the others is that he was literally the main threat since the beginning.

Well, his titan form was. In the beginning he only shared a fake story of why he and Reiner joined the camp and… that was it. The rest of the talking was done by Reiner and Annie became the bigger focus later that season. He had a few lines every now and then but he was just a harmless background guy.

By the time of season 2, he really started to actually do something! And that literal big thing was the iconic reveal.

But even though he’s responsible for the deaths of thousands, including Eren’s mom, he clearly showed signs of guilt and admitted that this was never something he would’ve chosen if he had the choice. However, through it all, he knew there was never an option. This poor boy is clearly suffering but in different ways from Reiner and Annie were.

(Look at his face!)

During his return in season 3, he’s been given a little pep talk from Reiner, to handle things by himself for a change, and he actually followed through. Throughout his conversation with Armin, he knew it was stalling time for the other scouts, he handled a 1-on-1 against Mikasa of all people, and nearly nuked the whole area.

That shy boy from before had grown to be a confident, yet sympathetic warrior by the end, knowing the cruelty of the war they are all a part of, and that could’ve led to a much interesting character story if he had survived.

…

But NOOO! He had to get eaten and be reduced back to background, forgotten extra again! Not even the flashbacks to his youth expanded on his character or motivations. There were some interactions he had but those weren’t even animated. Now we were just stuck with a depressed Reiner who barely did anything but mope and getting his ass whooped by everyone.

(I’m not gonna bother going into how he was also used as a bargaining chip for Armin to get the girl in the end)

So to recap: Bertholdt was a guy who had the potential to grow from uninteresting to strong main threat to formed ally by the end, but was quickly tossed aside and buried when his character was fleshing out.

I still love him for who he is, but i know he could’ve been so much more if Isayama didn’t favour Reiner. So again happy birthday to you, poor Berty.

[marvelfanfn2187a113]

Halloween Under The Sea

Sam and Dean Winchester x little sister!reader

Requested by Anonymous

Synopsis: Sam and Dean’s five year old sister convinces them to celebrate Halloween

“Please please please!”

“I don’t get it,” Dean groaned. “You’ve never cared about Halloween before, why do you want to celebrate so bad now?”

“You didn’t tell me how cool it was before,” you argued. “But-but me and Sammy went to the park today, and we met a girl,” you took a deep breath, pausing in your rapid fire speech before continuing. “And she was my age, and she-and she was so cool!” You were so excited that your brain couldn’t keep up with your tongue. “And she told me all about how you dress up, and get candy, and it’s lots of fun!”

“Thanks, Sam,” Dean mumbled.

“Hey, I didn’t know that kid was gonna do that,” Sam hissed back. “If you’d have taken her to the store with you like I said-“

“So can we do Halloween?” Your voice broke up the whispered argument.

“Look, kid-“ Dean’s negative tone was cut short when he took one look at your pleading face. “Dang it,” he muttered. “When did you get so cute?” He took a deep breath. “What did you want to dress up as again?”

…

“This is ridiculous,” Sam groaned.

“Hey, at least you got the human,” Dean said.

“I’ll take a lobster over this itchy prince costume any day,” Sam grumbled.

“Dude, Sebastian is a crab,” Dean said.

“I can’t believe you know its name,” Sam scoffed.

“Are you kidding? Y/N made me watch the movie four times to prep for tonight,” Dean huffed. “You’re just lucky you managed to find excuses to get out of it.”

“Yeah, and even with the excuses I had to watch it twice.”

“It’s time, it’s time, it’s time!” Both boys quieted at the sound of your yelling as you exited the bathroom, a bright red wig on your head, and Ariel’s iconic pink dress swishing around with every movement.

“Commere baby,” Dean kneeled down to straighten your very-crooked wig, and you grinned at him.

“Why thank you, Sebastian,” you giggled, and he smiled tolerantly.

“Any time, fair princess.”

“Prince Eric!” Sam smiled when you turned to look at him, and he bowed when you curtsied. “Let’s go, let’s go!”

“Of course.” Sam did his best to play along, holding out his arm to escort you out. Dean trailed behind, struggling to fit through the small door with his giant shell hanging off his back.

This is going to be a long night, Dean thought. But then, when he finally made it out the door, he saw you again.

You were hanging off Sam’s arm, the biggest grin on your face, and Sam was laughing at something you had said.

Maybe this night wouldn’t be so bad after all.

Especially since Dean managed to get a picture of Sam dressed up like a Disney prince. It was too bad that he didn’t know Sam also snapped a picture of him dressed like a crab.