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thatsabigguh-blog · 4 days ago
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Last summer I started HOTD, which was my introduction to the GOT franchise. Eventually I caught up and then I started GOT at the same time HOTD season 2 came out. And BOY. Like binging this show felt like a rollercoaster in the 2 months. I also was trying to avoid HOTD spoilers in GOT and was avoiding GOT spoilers in general on the web, plus everytime I’d bring up the shows people would go into rabbit wholes, but now I get it. There was so much to unpack with both shows but with GOT I was just like:
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Like how do you process all of this chaos going on 😭 and it’s not like I had a week to process, I’m like next episode 😭 like by the time I got to the red wedding I was so numb but so shocked at the same time in my bed like 🧍🏽
But a lot of people around me who are GOT fans gave me a rundown of how things were in the fandom. For instance when the source ended so the writers started making stuff up basically, times where the fandom fought back, the discourse and anger for certain characters being wiped out, like there’s so much to unpack from a show that lasted as long as it did, but I appreciate everyone for catching me up as I went through each GOT and HOTD canon event 😭😭
But when I was on here in my prime, the shows I followed were OUAT, Scandal, Teen wolf, OITNB, like the 2010s probably will be peak television for us.
But I really enjoyed GOT, the ending I wasn’t fond of but thankfully I binged the show in like 1-2 months instead of following it from day one because I would have been PISSED.
HOTD pissed me off but I like it, I like the character development. Hopefully the people behind the show will take the audience feedback seriously but not to the point where they keep trying to please us only to piss us off. Like the second half of HOTD was so slow, some scenes could’ve been sent in an email.
Anywho, cheers to my first GOT and HOTD post, I’m looking forward to catching up with the fandom here, and now I can really enjoy the jokes, history, memes, I can even enjoy the frustration and yell at the writers and producers like everyone else sksksksk.
I’d love to rewatch the show and live blog it. Until then, let me go and get some GOT content on my feed!
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This was the scene that got me hooked, I am kind of glad I started with GOT first because of the chronological order, but I think I’m gonna start my rewatch soon, there’s so much to unpack and I want to dive deeper into the historic events the shows and books are based on.
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dunno-rambles · 5 months ago
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what if she was an ex borg drone and you dont like her but you're the best mechanical engineer on the ship and you have to work on the maintenance of the remaining - and most crucial - implants on her body and the monthly check ups are always strangely intimate-
what if
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cozylittleartblog · 1 year ago
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New Family Speedrun 00:09.12 (World Record Not Clickbait???)
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seiwas · 5 months ago
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cw: pro-hero bakugo, reader has boobs, kind of explicit/nsfw? idk i describe boobs, reader is smaller and shorter than bakugo, unedited sawry
bakugo's muscle tee looks as ill-fitting as it'll ever be draped over you.
there are reasons for this, perfectly founded and logical reasons for why that is—the main one being that, it's, well, his; two, maybe even three sizes larger than what it should be to fit you properly.
but, he can't stop staring, and there are reasons for that too—the main one being that, it's his, and yet, the only way he can ever imagine it now is when it's being worn by you.
your hips sway to the song you've been humming for the past five minutes. it's the same one, the chorus on a perpetual loop. he's sure it's the only part you know; you do this often enough that it's the only part he knows now, too.
the hem of his tee hits right at the top of your thighs, concealing just enough to tease, but he’s confident that if you reach up even the slightest bit for the cupboard overhead, there'll be nothing to hide.
he feels a little bit like a creep like this, watching as he stands in the middle of your shared living room, but it's impossible too look away—you've got to be doing this on purpose, right?
heat flares inside of him when you turn your body ever so slightly, the armhole of his muscle tee large enough to give him the clearest view of skin—
he gulps.
it's smooth, sloping just right; the side view of your under boob curves into its perfect shape and he can imagine it, feel—
(is this considered perving if he's been with you for years?)
the pan in front of you sizzles as you plop in god knows what. you pour in something from the side and wait, one hand propped on the hip you pop out. then, you pick up the pan, attempting to flip what's inside (probably a pancake, now that he thinks about it).
it’s hard to focus on what you’re cooking though, especially when all he sees is plump flesh jiggling, bouncing as you further agitate the pan.
he just got the pants of this suit readjusted, and now they're fucking tight.
bakugo normally runs hot; it’s kind of part of his dna. but this warmth is different, flushing him from head to toe. it creeps up the side of his neck, painting the tips of his ears a blooming red.
you turn around then, plopping the pancake on the plate atop the counter behind you.
"oh! you're done," you greet him with a smile. so. fucking. casually.
as if your tits aren't fucking peaking against the gray fabric of his tee.
as if you think he buys the fake innocence poorly concealing that sly, conniving look in your pretty eyes.
as if you aren't standing in front of him in his muscle tee, wearing nothing underneath it like you didn’t do this on purpose. like you don’t know what it fucking does to him.
his eyes squint suspiciously, deep vermillion staring straight into yours.
you tilt your head, the tips of your lashes kissing the top of your cheekbones as you blink. you reach for a bottle of honey.
“everything okay?” you ask, voice syrupy, sickeningly sweet.
your movements play in front of him languidly, the corner of your lips curling up slightly as you smirk. honey catches on your finger as you pop open the bottle cap.
he’s supposed to be out the door in five minutes if he wants to make it in time for a meeting at the agency. technically, he should already be there if he wants to keep up his track record of consistently being fifteen minutes too early.
but you start to approach him, rounding the kitchen island. there’s a narrow space between him and the slab of marble, but you slide into it like it was made for you.
he’s certain it was, from the way the tip of your nose brushes against his as you tiptoe. your tits are right fucking there, brushing against the skintight material of his suit.
there’s too much fucking fabric if you ask him, between cotton and spandex.
your grin widens, and he feels hot, the heat from his cheeks radiating.
then you whisper, still saccharine, “breakfast is ready,” before kissing him on the lips lightly. a short peck, soft in the way that promises more before you slip away, giggling in your retreat.
he huffs, watching you leave. his feet shift as he thinks.
five minutes, huh?
like hell he’s going to eat these damn pancakes for breakfast today.
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hinamie · 2 months ago
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back on my free! brainrot
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suntails · 10 months ago
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toot toot!
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omens-for-ophelia · 5 months ago
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Crowley is convinced that a faery is living in his beautifully tended garden, and in spite of his very best efforts, he has yet to actually see one. He has been leaving a bowl of cream out in the garden each night with no luck - so far only the neighbourhood fox seems to be enjoying it. Undeterred, one summer evening, he decides to try something new. As it turns out, the faery living in his magnolia tree has far more exacting standards than he thought. The next morning, Crowley finds his carefully wrapped bakery box open on the windowsill, and nestled inside, amongst the finest profiteroles in the South Downs, is a round, pink-cheeked faery, delicately licking cream off his tiny fingertips.
I was so charmed by the idea of a plump, spoiled little 'Azirafae' enjoying fancy human desserts that I couldn't help myself! 🩷 Entirely self indulgent!
EDIT: This is now a fic! A little slice of life, South Downs Cottage cuteness with faery Aziraphale and lonely gardener Crowley!
Read it here!
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brooks-heart-sunglasses · 4 months ago
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So so so endearing to me how despite Hookfang being the largest and most intimidating of the gangs’ dragons he’s also so gentle towards hatchlings and the most protective over eggs and nests like it’s so sweet…
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kitamars · 2 years ago
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inhaling insane amounts of copium rn
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dizzybizz · 11 months ago
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cute date idea: feel a bit homesick while watching aurora borealis for a bit before absolutely destroying yourselves on black sand
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teddybeartoji · 6 months ago
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husband toji kissing ur awake because he wants ur first thoughts every morning to be him !!!
🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺SOBBBING WAILING CRYINGG THIS IS SO SWEET LUNNIE WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCKKK he definitely takes his time to admire you just a bit before placing the first kiss:(((( u just look so prettyy wahhhhh and ooooohhhh the first one is the softest one too... right on your lips but it's so light bc he's scared to wake you just yet but he. Needed to do it okay
and then he's kind of nosing against your cheek a little while pressing himself closer to you, his hands are slipping under your shirt because he craves the skin to skin contact so fucking bad. he cracks a sleepy smile when you move around a little under him ur just so fucking cute!!!!!!! your eyebrows furrow and you pout in your sleep when he pulls away to look at you🥺🥺🥺 and then he just goes full in. he can't help it!!!!!!!! he's kissing your cheeks and your nose and your forehead and right under your eyes and the bridge of your nose and your jaw and your chin and that gets you squirming a little more. he gives you a warm hum as he waits for you to come to him. he wants to see you already. he wants to look at you. he wants your full attention.
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casualavocados · 5 months ago
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…It's nice. You're so noisy. […] Actually, it'd be better if we died together. That way, neither of us would have to suffer the pain of losing the other, right? Shut up.
KISEKI: DEAR TO ME Ep. 13
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yrsonpurpose · 1 year ago
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NICHOLAS GALITZINE as GEORGE VILLIERS Mary & George // Official Trailer
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borgialucrezia · 2 months ago
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"I feel like Grace was definitely someone who was trying to pave her path as a strong woman. She’s from Ireland where there’s a separatist movement happening, she’s loyal to the British Crown. Grace is honest about her flaws - I think she doesn’t deny who she is, and there’s a very human element to her. She just represents a woman of the time, that stiff upper lip, that duty before love and then realising that sometimes you can’t control everything and circumstances happen." — ANNABELLE WALLIS
(requested by anonymous)
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tomorrowillbeyou · 9 months ago
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application for release from the dream
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flowing-between-space · 1 month ago
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