#sos rhi

[neonravengames]

Omg T is such a shorty!

Haha yeah, Taryn and Rhi be like:

[magnetostits]

the barbenheimer experience i had was so funny i saw oppenheimer first and in a quiet scene we could literally hear ken singing in the theater next to us and then during barbie it when was quiet we could hear a fucking explosion coming from the oppenheimer screening

[kiiraes]

[choccymilllk]

staaaartin thaa streaaaammmmmmm

[the-great-kraken]

if you see a male character kiss a male character, you assume they are gay.

if you see a female character kiss a female character, you assume they are a lesbian.

if you hear a character say they don't feel like their gender, you assume they are trans.

so why do a-spec characters have to jump through so many loops?

a character saying they've never had a crush or don't want a relationship or that they don't understand romantic love is so often ignored or used as fodder for other queer or autistic headcanons (reinforcing stereotypes that aroace people are secretly gay or always autistic)

why is it that our stories are always "up to interpretation"? why do we have to wait for the words aromantic or asexual to be said to be taken seriously? why is it that even when characters say they don't want relationships, fans will scream and cry about sex/romance favourable aspecs and qprs?

when it comes to gay and trans characters, even the likes of bisexual lighting is often treated as though it canonises their sexuality. for aroace characters, even the most explicit coding possible is swept under the rug in favour of other "interpretations"

i'm so tired of fighting for representation just to have it ignored and minimised by fans. let characters be aroace. please.

[avnasace]

(edited for spoiler warnings jjk spoilers ch236)

gojo and geto now having the same death anniversary, megumi's body being used to kill someone he loves AGAIN, gojo's students all watching him get sliced in half, gojo wishing geto was a teacher, the fever dream conversation with Geto, Haibara and Nanami, oh gege we are in your walls for real this time you were cruel for this...

[chronicowboy]

literally cannot stop thinking about eddie getting all the way to the door and feeling something wrong and unsettled inside of himself as he reaches for the handle, thinking there's nothing he could ever do that would make me love him any less and i know that but does he and realising he hasn't quite done enough yet in this huge fucking moment, not necessarily for buck but for himself, because that's his best friend and he's just been deeply vulnerable and possibly changed things between them forever even if he's trying really hard not to think about that right then, so he stops. and he turns around. and he's orpheus. he loves eurydice so much he can't not turn around. buck walked out of hell, laid himself bare in front of eddie. and eddie said nothing will ever change between us and all he had to do was walk away but he couldn't. he couldn't. he just had to turn around to make sure buck would believe him through and through no matter what.

[teh-inggris]

aw seriously

[haunted-bagels]

been thinking about snowgrave recently . i love them dearly

[dvnieldraws]

queridinho~! [q!cellbit]

[niinnyu]

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[neonravengames]

Here you go tumblr folks. You can have little romance scene as a treat.

Here is an interpretation of the first time MC (default named Cade they/them) catches feelings this time featuring everyone’s favorite knight in the making Rhiannon!

The training yard was quiet save for the crunch of boots on dirt and the steady clanging of wood against wood. The sun hung low, draping the three figures in a warm, golden light. Cade’s lungs burned, their muscles screamed, but they refused to yield—not with Jeyra’s sharp eyes watching their every move and certainly not to Rhiannon.

The blacksmith’s daughter was relentless, her strikes precise, her footwork impeccable. Sweat glistened on her brow, streaking the soot and dust smudged across her face, but her green eyes burned with determination. Every time Cade thought they’d gained an edge, she countered, her strength and tenacity breaking through their defenses.

Cade stumbled back, their wooden sword barely deflecting Rhiannon’s next strike. She pressed the advantage, spinning with a fluid grace that belied the raw power behind her blows. Their blade went flying, skittering across the dirt.

Before Cade could react, Rhiannon surged forward, pinning them to the ground with her knee and holding her practice sword to their throat. Her chest heaved with every breath, a triumphant grin tugging at her lips. “Yield,” she growled, her voice low and rough from exertion.

Cade should have felt humiliated. They should have been scrambling to come up with an excuse or a witty retort to save face in front of Jeyra. But all they could do was stare—at the way the sun caught in her hair, at the way her grin softened into something kinder, at the warmth in her wild eyes as she caught her breath.

Rhiannon tilted her head, her grin fading slightly. “What? Don’t tell me you’re going to make me work harder for this win. Yeild!” The word came from deep within her chest, a command.

Cade opened their mouth, then closed it again, suddenly struck dumb. The ache in their ribs and the sting of their bruises faded into nothing. All they could feel was the weight of her gaze and the steady rise and fall of her chest. She wasn’t just strong or skilled—she was breathtaking.

“I…” Their voice caught, and they cursed themselves silently. “I yield.”

Rhiannon blinked, then let out a laugh, standing and offering them a hand. “Took you long enough. I thought I’d have to knock your teeth out to get you to say it.”

Cade took her hand, and her grip was warm, calloused, steady. As she pulled them to their feet, they felt a jolt—not from the impact of the fight, but from her touch. They wanted to say something, to tease her back, but their tongue felt too heavy, and the words caught in their throat.

Jeyra’s voice cut through the mental fog like a splash of cold water. “Enough for today. If you both can still stand, you can clean up the equipment.”

Rhiannon grinned again, rolling her shoulder and stepping back. “Guess I’ll let you recover before I beat your ass again tomorrow.”

Cade watched her walk toward the racks of training weapons, the sunlight catching the faint sheen of sweat on her neck. Their heart thudded in their chest, and they realized with a sudden clarity that they weren’t just impressed by her strength, her skill, or her tenacity. They were in trouble—because they weren’t just falling for her; they already had.

[princessoflalaland]

Not So Innocentᝰ.ᐟ

synopsis: your sweet, little nerd isn’t as innocent as you think. so what happens when you find out he has a thing for you, the one who torments him?

.ᐟcontent: nerd jin itadori x bully fem reader, smut, riding, choking, dacryphilia

.ᐟword count: 1.2k

.ᐟa/n: this came out of nowhere. but nerdy little jin needs to get in my panties real quick or so help me

jin doesn’t remember how he got here. his pants undone with his ass on the cold, wood floor of the gym supply room with you bouncing on his condom-clad dick, sweaty and sneering. all he remembers is finding a note in his locker at the end of the day, asking him to come to the gym after school. 

he was skeptical at first, especially since he’s not the type of guy to be invited anywhere for any reason besides to be ridiculed for his academic prowess. he feared it could’ve been you who was trying to lure him to something he really didn’t want to deal with, probably to force him to do your homework for the umpteenth time. it was those fears that kept him in that shell of his for most of his school career.

but today, out of all days, he refused to let himself to stay in his little shell. it’s his last year, he needs to live a little. 

he found you where the note told him to go, school skirt doing nothing to hide your perfect legs. when the door clicked closed behind him, he gulped and stuttered. “w-what did you want?”

that smile of yours, all condescending on those pretty lips, appears on your face and that’s when he knew he was in deep shit. you pulled your phone out as you strode over to him. when you were less than a foot from him, you thrusted the screen into his face.

he adjusted his glasses and tried to figure out what he was looking at. it was a video of him, no longer than 10 or fifteen seconds. he was jerking off to what looked like pictures of you. jin swore his heart fell out of his ass and left his blood cold.

“this what you get up to when i don’t give you my homework?” you purred, pushing your breast against his arm. “huh, nerd?”

“i- that’s- it’s not-“ why wouldn’t his mouth work? jin’s body was burning up despite his cold blood. his pulse thundered in his red ears, so loud he couldn’t hear the thoughts that weren’t even there. 

“i- that- what, nerd?” you jeered. “tryna tell me you don’t get off to pics of me? ‘cause if so, im insulted. i’m not as dumb as you think, y’know.” 

your phone had disappeared, you were now flush against him. “i can’t let this go unpunished y’know. i find it so sad you think you could even fantasize about me, that i’m just some object of your desire.”

your voice was soft, a lustful, predatory hiss that rang in his ears. your hands, soft and dainty, had found his belt and quickly got it undone. those lips, with that alluring lipgloss combo you wore everyday, grazed his. “lemme show you what will never be yours.”

the rest faded and now he finds himself harshly gripping your hips, tears streaming down his cheeks behind his crooked glasses, begging you to let him cum.

“‘m sorry, i-i won’t do it again, i- aghh, can’t take it!” that was the most coherent thing he’s said in the past ten minutes you’ve kept him on the edge. 

“shut up,” you bark through panting breaths. “pissin me off with all that whining.”

your pussy is like a vise on his dick, squeezing him for all he’s worth. the lewd plap, plap, plapping sounds exactly as he imagined it would from all the erotic manga he secretly reads, like something straight out of a porno. 

 his head is in the clouds as the coil in his stomach tightens once again. he can’t believe how wet you are, how messy yet perfect your cunt is. you just slide on him like it’s nothing. when he isn’t looking at you through his tear-blotted vision, he watches your pussy swallow his cock like it’s nothing.

if anything, you can’t believe how big he is. each time your ass makes contact with his thighs, his tip jabs at your cervix, making you laugh-moan. what a joke. this little nerd walking around with this fucking monster in his pants.

makes you wonder what his twin is packing, honestly…

you bring your manicured fingers around his throat and squeeze. the way his moans become strangled makes your pussy throb. “jerking off to pictures of me? ya fuckin perv.” you whisper in his ear.

“i-“ he gargles around your hand, eyes rolling back into his head. his flushed face is so pretty, the sweat on his brow glistening in the light.

“still tryna explain yourself?” you huff with frustration. you speed up, bringing him closer to the edge. “just give up..and admit you’re a dirty, little perv who gets off to pics of me.”

he doesn’t want to admit it, to give you the satisfaction yet again. for once, he wants to come out on top. that thought alone reminds him how bad he wants to cum, how his dick is painfully, dreadfully hard from all your edging. jin chokes and grits his teeth, trying desperately not to lose more of himself in you. 

“say it.” you snarl. you let up on your choking to keep him from passing out. “admit you’re a fuckin pervert, and maybe i’ll let you cum.”

when you let up on his throat he gasps, coughs a bit before panting and drooling like a bitch in heat. his ears perk up at the offer, but what little pride he has left keeps him quiet. 

his balls are full, aching to let everything out inside the condom you. he sobs when your cunt squeezes him again, your essence staining his skin.

“don’t wan’ talk?” you pout, looking so innocent with your wide eyes and furrowed brows. “that’s too bad.”

you lift your hips and only keep his tip inside you. jin swears he’s never known pain until you did that. his impending orgasm is receding, the pressure lightening up in his core, and if he’s not quick, he’ll be back where he started and the torment won’t end.

and at this point, as much as he’s dreamed of this, he just wants to cum and be done.

“p-please, let me back inside.” he stammers, chest stuttering with irregular breaths. “don’t stop..i’m beggin you, k-keep riding me.”

“say it.” you repeat, shallowly fucking his tip. he winces at the small amount of stimulation. “you know what i wanna hear…”

jin squeezes his eyes closed and swallows the painful pill called his pride. “i…i’m a dirty pervert who- who jerks off..t-to pictures of you.”

he opens one eye when you take his glasses off him and set them on the floor. you cup his face and breathe “good boy.”

he practically cums from that alone, you don’t even need to keep riding him. so when you resume bouncing on his cock like the world is ending, he can’t help but to cry and convulse under you. his cum coats his dick thickly within the condom, and he fills it even more when he feels you cumming on him.

when you’re both done, you leave him burrowed in you, breathing hard, sweat coating every inch of your bodies. 

jin can’t find it in him to get up when you do, leaving his dick wet and limp against him. his eyes are dazed and distant as they follow you. 

you fix yourself as best as you can, fixing your skirt, redoing your hair, and reapplying your lipgloss. you smirk down at jin before kneeling down and kissing him on the cheek. 

“fuckin loser,” is the the last thing he hears you say as you saunter toward the door and leave him in the closet. 

[balleater]

despite being more often than not a "rules as written" fan over "rule of cool", i really do love me a good "rules be damned, i'll give you this awesome moment" call. like matt giving fcg the otohan kill despite what her hp was at or brennan giving cerrit an extra mage slayer reaction attack at the end of calamity. honestly, if anything, i think the fact they mostly play by the book makes these moments even better because it really has that extra weight towards those decisions to put the rules aside.

[mysteriousmissme]

someone please talk abt how mitsuba got hit with the summer demon and didn’t look any different after IT WAS SO FUNNY

[the-great-kraken]

sometimes i forget what an absolute gut punch "the years will go by and everyone will find someone who matters to them more than you" was and then i rewatch and come out the other side a shell of a human being