#that movie was....a fever dream//ooc

[trapped-twins]

Finally finished 2001 A Space Odyssey. I think Lark and I need to watch this while wasted

[humanitysong]

kinda love how badla,nds rumble explains nothing. why does va.sh look the same nearly 20 years later after the start of the movie? is he even human? well movie won't tell ya. why did va.sh & wolf.wood not travel together? what happened? why are they acting like they just went through their 5th divorce? movie def won't tell you...neither will the manga or the 98 anime. like they just aren't traveling together... also knives? never heard of that guy.

[viciouslyfilthy]

Poultrygeist: Night of The Chicken Dead is like something I would see in my worst nightmare during a delirious episode while high

[oioend]

prim has red riding hood 2011 valerie vibes

[oopstoomanymasters]

who the hell wakes up first thing in the morning and says ‘I need the doctors body.’

spoiler alert

his ex boyfriend

[sweet-art-o-mine]

HI POOKS EBTUI5JEVTJWGUESN

Is it okay to request some Yuuji x chubby reader ff? I dont really mind if it's smut or fluff, but it would br nice if it's both! TANKEW KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK MWAH

[[I’m so sorry this is like a billion years (9 months oops—) late. I got sad again, gang. Also started college again, and got super busy. I’m writing this like a fever dream at 3am, so I hope you can forgive any mistakes, or ooc moments. This idea was surprisingly difficult because I didn’t want to make it seem like size was an issue for the characters, and I don’t usually include body size indicators when I write haha but I really did try. I hope you can enjoy this little drabble of Yuuji being a total sap for his pretty gf while I get my writing mojo back! - Ami]]

Loverboy (Yuuji Itadori/Reader)

Summary: Yuuji loves his pretty girlfriend…maybe a little too much? Word Count: 1.2k Warnings: NSFW (slightly), slight implied affectionate obsession

There was something about the plush thick of your thighs that practically had Yuuji salivating. His hands run the expanse of your soft tummy, cuddled up to your side like he was glued to you, but his eyes focus in on the little glimpses he catches of your legs under your shorts.

His teeth sink into the skin of his bottom lip, wishing he was brave enough to try and pull you impossibly closer - to grip you by the dip in your thighs and slot himself between your legs for the comfiest cuddle in the world.

The thought of your weight pressing down on him sounded so comforting, and the idea of your soft skin against his own could send him into orbit. If he thought about it for too long, he worried he wouldn’t be able to keep himself under control.

He swallows thickly after another failed attempt to rip his attention away from your bottom half, completely unsuccessful at paying attention to the movie you picked out. I mean, honestly, how could you expect him to watch some silly drama when your cute ass was literally right there? Looking at you was way more interesting than any movie.

He still couldn’t believe you had agreed to that first date with him almost six months ago. He had almost fallen down a flight of stairs chasing after you just to beg for your number. He would’ve groveled at your feet for a chance, honestly. He balked when you turned him down at first - if you looked closely enough, you could probably see his heart shattering into a million pieces - but his invitation to the tiny, family-owned movie theater in the next town over wasn’t the most comfortable date idea.

As much as you liked the idea of getting to know the guy who nearly cried when the words, “sorry, but…” left your pretty lips, the theater chairs were too small and dug into the flesh of your thighs, or the arm rests pressed against your sides in a way that had you constantly shifting to at least feel a little less squished.

Thankfully he seemed to catch on pretty quickly, because he almost instantly suggested coffee instead (after pulling himself together). To which, you agreed.

And nearly half a year later, Yuuji was still obsessed with you; the curve of your hips, the softness of your tummy, and the squish of your thighs. God, you were perfect.

He slides his arms a little further around your waist, pulling you closer with practiced ease, like you weighed nothing. He presses a kiss to the space between your shoulder blades, unable to properly put his feelings into words, even now. But that was okay, he had always been particularly good at showing it.

“Hm?” You hum to get his attention, eyes never leaving the TV screen as you question his sudden display of affection. The only answer you get is another kiss to the round of your shoulder, and you turn your head to glance back at him, letting your curiosity get the better of you. “Yuuji?”

“Sorry,” He mumbles against your skin, pressing a few other quick kisses to your back and shoulder - daring enough to briefly kiss the back of your neck. His bouts of sudden affection were something you were no stranger to, but your eyes meet his without hesitation, and you pause briefly and the way his pupils are blown wide with adoration as he looks at you.

“Are you okay?” You can’t help but ask, like you can’t believe he’s looking at you with that much love in his eyes. No one had ever looked at you like that before Yuuji. Somehow, he made you feel so unbelievably loved, and you weren’t sure you did anything in particular to deserve that.

Of course, to him, you didn’t have to. “Fine,” he answers, shifting behind you just enough to lift his upper half, leaning over your side to kiss at your cheeks, slowly gravitating lower until he reaches the corner of your lips. “You look so pretty…”

“I’m just wearing shorts and a tee-shirt,” you giggle softly, turning your head until your lips meet his in a chaste kiss. “Nothing special,” you muse. He doesn’t seem to care that it’s ’not special’. Just the fact that you’re his girlfriend is special enough to make him feel like he was going crazy.

The way your eyes soften as you look at him, and your pretty lips pull into a smile, paired with your slightly-exposed-but-far-too-tempting skin does something to his brain. He felt like he was melting, every breath leaving him pliant in your hands. A willing victim to your killing beauty.

His heart is beating loudly in his chest, and his blood seems to be rushing lower before he even notices. For some reason, his brain briefly conjures the image of the first time he really kissed you and tortures him with the reminder of how he finished in his pants just from the feeling of making out with you.

He tries to subtly shift his hips away from you, not wanting you to notice the quickly growing arousal in his shorts, but you knew him too well, and a playful smile creeps up on your pretty features.

“You know...you don’t seem fine,” you hum, quickly glancing him over as heat saturates his reddened cheeks. His hormones always seemed to get the best of him when he was so close to you - constantly at war with wanting to be so close to you it would be nearly impossible to separate, and the fact that if he dared to get to close, he’d be playing peek-a-boo with his erections.

“Totally fine,” he replies, attempting to sound cool and collected as he rips his gaze away from you to stare aimlessly at the TV. The TV he was very obviously not paying any attention to despite gazing straight at it like he was paid to do so.

“Feeling hot?” You try to suppress a little laugh, obviously finding his surprisingly innocent reactions adorable. You shift on the couch to face him before sitting up, straddling his legs in a way that instantly has his eyes wide and mouth open.

He almost protests - you shouldn’t be on top of him like that, you obviously look too good! What if his brain turns to jelly because of you? What will he do if Gojo-sensei and the others make fun of him for getting even dumber?

He can feel his heart racing, brain imagining a mile a minute; your flushed, ecstasy-filled face, his cock pressed deep into you. He can almost imagine what your voice would sound like as you climaxed when the touch of your hand dancing around the waistband of his pants snaps him out of his daydreams.

“Wha—? Wait!” He almost whimpers, face hot as he watches you slip your hand under his shirt, lightly tracing the definition of his abdomen before drawing closer to the start of his happy trail poking out of his shorts. “Oh, God,” his breath hitches in his throat as he looks at you, and he’s practically twitching in his pants with anticipation for what you might do next. He could feel the growing dampness in his underwear. “Are you sure…?”

His whole body twitches under your touch as you slip your hand into his shorts. “Let me make your dreams come true?”

[spuffybot]

Ok was just having this debate with a friend who thinks Mission Impossible 2 is an abomination. And while I will give her that it is an anomaly within the MI canon and arguably is not a MI movie (Ethan doesn’t go rogue, he’s behaving OOC, the tone and vibe are off) I stand by the fact that it is a quintessential, iconic, and absolutely incredible Y2K movie.

1. The Soundtrack: much like the year 2000 classics Charlie’s Angels and Dracula 2000 this movie features Limp Bizkit, Metallica, Rob Zombie, Butthole Surfers, and Foo Fighters to name a few. It’s such an abrupt departure from the first film (the majority of songs on the first MI soundtrack aren’t even featured in the movie.)

There’s just something so utterly Y2K about Ethan throwing his glasses over the side of a mountain and them exploding to the sound of Limp Bizkit.

2. Ethan: just Ethan Hunt in this movie. Listen there are 6 MI movies that show Ethan as a perpetually serious genius with a passionate dedication to his friends and his mission. But there is only one movie where Ethan hunt is a sexy playful badass and that’s MI2. I would go as far as to say that Tom Cruise has never looked better in his life and I know that’s blasphemy against our lord and savior Lestat. But Ethan in MI2 is just GIVING. The arms. The smile. The ridiculous blowout that both falls into his eyes and tousles in the wind. This is peak sex appeal Cruise (it’s also before we knew he was all culty and creepy so it feels less bad to be deep in my feels about how hot he is.)

3. The John Woo of it all: John Woo said the year is 2000 and we will have DRAMA we will have FASHUN and we will have BIRDS. There is so. Much. Unnecessary. Slo. Mo. In. This. Film. SO MUCH. And the action sequences? I know this is a franchise known for its over the top action sequences but the ones in this film don’t even make sense.

4. The Title Sequence: honestly if anything in this movie is a fever dream (even more than the doves that fly out of an explosion) it’s the title sequence which feels like a mashup of every Y2K music video and action movie combined.

5. The Birds: listen I wasn’t going to ignore this scene. THIS SCENE. What can be said? It’s iconic. It’s absurd. It’s the epitome of the decadence, drama, and corniness of the year 2000.

Anyway, thanks for coming to my Ted Talk. MI2 may not deserve a place of honor in the official canon of Mission Impossible but it is hands down one of the best movies of 2000 and it deserves to be remembered as such.

[cakewritez]

"I love you so.." || CONFESSING AFTER THEY GET SICK

cw: nb/fem/masc! reader

Parings: Kagura x reader, Yuki x reader <3

KAGURA:

You laid next to Kagura, scrolling on your phone in one hand as your other laid a cold pack to her forehead. She had overworked herself by cooking a bunch of food for the Sohma's ever since Kyo got back.

♡ "What am I going to do with you? Once you set your mind towards something it's like I can't even stop you!"

You let out a small chuckle and she reciprocated by playfully shooing you.

"You're so lucky I can't show you my gratitude in this condition!! How will I thank you?"

Sighing a nervous breath you reached over to place your hand in hers, thankfully she hasn't pulled her hand away yet. You looked at her with adoration, the time was now.

♡ "How about, an outing? We get together and we go watch this new movie! Or you could.. consider it a date? If you want. I really like you Kagura, you're beautiful and considerate. I just want to show you the affection you give other people, you deserve it."

She looked at you with a shocked expression, a mix of melancholy and relief. Like she had been waiting for you.

"Of course! I can't go like this now can I? I might transform in the middle of the theatre!" Kagura giggled before sneezing and looked at you.

"Stay with me?" She held out a hand, you gladly took it.

YUKI:

You caught him sleeping in the living room futon with a high fever, you told him it wasn't a good idea to go out in the rain but he persisted. He sat up to talk to you as the hot soup you were heating up wasn't ready yet.

"I'm fine, truly! I.. aah ACHOO!"

You rolled your eyes playfully at him and gently pushed him back so he was laying down.

♡ "Sure, sure. Whatever helps you sleep at night."

He sighed and shook his head. "I can't be late tomorrow, can you help me? I'll do my best to repay you, of course- choo!" Another sneeze.

♡ "No way, you are definitely not going in this condition. Besides, I'm happy to help you! You mean a lot to me."

He felt his heartstrings being tugged at, or was that because of the sickness? Who knows. You got a bucket and filled it with cold water, you sat next to Yuki and dipped a towel in. After squeezing the water out; you placed it on his forehead.

♡ "Sorry, you're gonna be here for a while Sohma."

He sighed, he looked at you with a grateful smile though. Always kind.

"Thank you anyways, I appreciate your help. It has been more manageable with you here." You gave a little smile to him.

♡ "In my opinion, everything is a lot more manageable when you're around. That's why I'm so drawn to you, you're so sweet to be around."

It's now or never.

♡ "I really like you."

His heart raced, Yuki stared at you with a bit of worry and unease. But it soon turned into a soft expression, a longing one. "I was worried you didn't feel the same, guess I was wrong." He reached up and caressed a piece of your hair near your face.

"I suppose a date is in order then?"

You happily nodded. "You gotta get some sleep though! I'll be waiting, Yuki."

"Y..Yuki.." He mumbled as he fell backwards.

A giant poof appeared as blue smoke appeared, a rat landed onto the pillow with a small 'plop'. He was asleep.

♡ "Sweet dreams."

// hope you enjoyed!! I felt like it was ooc, but that's just my opinion ꒰⁠⑅⁠ᵕ⁠༚⁠ᵕ⁠꒱⁠˖⁠♡ //

[tht0nesimp]

Yandere Illumi x reader- Halloween?

tw: kidnapping, slight misogyny, this is kind of fluffy, ooc, illumi is a warning right off the bat

”Dear?” You blink, almost unsure of what your seeing. The fever dream feeling is swatted away when illumi placed a gentle tap on your shoulder

“Is something wrong? Feeling unwell?” He puts down the incredibly detailed carved pumpkin on the ground “I was told many people do these things” he was, unsurprisingly, not dressed up as anything

The fake decorations and (seemingly) fake blood on the ground was certainly familiar but yet it felt like you were in a completely different world

“As much as I frown upon indulging in childish traditions, I thought you may appreciate just a bit of the strange holiday” you try not to focus on the underlying insult and implication. “T-Thank you” it was a lesson that you learned early on, just thank him and smile, maybe you can survive your lifestyle ever since you were taken if you could just remember to thank him and smile

“Would you like to watch a horror movie, I asked milluki which he recommended” that wasn’t a good sign that milluki was involved in this process but it was slightly redeemed when you didn’t see any suggestive looking films in the pile on the end table, you smiled at the comfortable couch

you slowly sat next to him, wrapping a rather fluffy blanket aroun yourself as the beginning to tethered begins to appear on the high-quality TV in front of you

Solomon progresses and you think about it, maybe, just maybe, you could pretend things were normal;that you were in a normal relationship who decided not to hand out candy to trick or treaters this year

so you lay your head on illumi lap, hesitantly, feeling his stiff body beneath your head. “Hm” The movie is over before you can even begin to calm down from being able to lay like this

he silently turns on nightmare before Christmas “Might we go to bed after this one?” It sounds slightly like a question, but you know it’s really an order given by your unforgiving husband

The movie plays, and illumi begins quietly pointing out inaccuracies every once in a while. Causing a few giggles to slip past your lips at both the movie and his overly-surgical approach to the silly animations

When the screen turns back, your barely awake, so before you can even attempt to get up;he carries you bridle style to your silky bed covered in neatly folded bed blankts

He places the pumpkin in the room with a tea light in it, you peek an eye open to see the design once more while looking rather straight ahead

then you close your eye, and grab illumis arm to cling to it. You might hate him tomorrow, but it was fun playing pretend until your next annual indulgence

[homestuckreplay]

Gee John, How Come Your Dad Lets You Watch Three Movies?!

Alright. I suffered through THREE of John's movies today, and all of them were extremely bad. All three of them had terrible dialogue and boring characterization, Face/Off was mostly gunfights, Armageddon was mostly explosions, and Ghost Dad was mostly an absolute fever dream clearly signed off by a very drugged up executive.

However, I do see why John likes these movies. John is a Nic Cage fan, and I do think both Cage and Travolta gave great performances in Face/Off. The weird, experimental science aspect is fun too, and might have a link to John's chumhandle - I can see him getting curious about how the facial transplant surgery works. Mistaken identity is an interesting theme - John feels like his dad doesn't know him well, thinking he'd like harlequin dolls and cakes, and might think his dad sees him as a different person. People on Discord have theorized that John's arc will be realizing she's transgender, which is REALLY interesting in light of this movie and its focus on physical features vs actual identity.

Armageddon has the same basic premise as Deep Impact - a meteor will destroy the Earth if the American government can't figure out a way to stop it - but on a much shorter timeframe. I personally think Deep Impact is miles better, but Armageddon is very focused on American masculinity and a motley crew of men who live dangerous, somewhat criminal lives (it's more similar to Con Air in this regard). We know John likes a Cool Movie Moment (see p.20) and this one is basically fifty lab-grown Cool Movie Moments stitched together.

Both these movies are very long and very action packed. Armageddon barely takes time away from the action to give us the characters' names, and since John probably watches movies for escapism, this must be appealing to him. Their major characters have very exciting lives, whether that's working for the FBI, as a terrorist, as a deep sea oil driller or as an astronaut - John probably isn't concerned with the politics of these things, they're simply cooler kinds of people who he could grow up to be, and it's fun to imagine himself in their place because it beats his current life.

Ghost Dad is completely irredeemable. [ooc 2024 note: I don't endorse watching movies that feature Bill Cosby, who is a known terrible guy, and I can guarantee he did not receive any money from my watching this.] It's horrifically written and plotted and none of the humor lands. But, it makes perfect sense that John and his dad would watch this, as it's about a family who pranks each other. The son is an aspiring magician just like John (and is similarly bad at it), and John might even have got his interest in magic from watching this.

The dad spraying whipped cream on a top hat is very Dad Egbert-coded, and John might love the idea of having a ghost in his house who can pilot clothes around while invisible and float up to windows to scare mean kids. Meanwhile, Dad clearly likes to show John movies that feature parents eventually choosing their kids over their career. (It seems like he shows this with his actions, too - he's clearly not at work today, and John's feeling suffocated in the house suggests that Dad is there most of the time).

MOVIES WATCHED: 10/11

MOST RECENT MOVIES:

Face/Off (1997) - Rating 4/10

Armageddon (1998) - Rating 3/10

Ghost Dad (1990) - Rating 1/10

[ask-stede-bonnet]

Actually he wants to become a traveling puppeteer, but that dream quickly goes out the window and then is never mentioned again.

I think the baby would be like the little wooden boy from that one fairy tale

I only know Cinderella and the old woman who lived in the shoe because those were the ones the ones the chick who did daycare for the ladies who worked at the brothel knew, you're gonna have to fill me in on this half man half boat

[fanfictsbehereyall]

What’s the magic word?

Summary: During a trios match, Revenant says something very unexpected. 

This fic was inspired by @lesbian-pathfinder ‘s amazing revfinder artwork! (Omg, I just love how you draw both of them <3) (Also happy birthday!!!)

“Thanks,” 

“Please don’t eat me!” Mirage instinctively said before stopping dead in his tracks. It took him a few seconds to process what had just been said as he looked at Revenant with confusion written all over his face, “Wait, what did you say?”

Revenant quickly snap back with, “I’m not going to repeat myself skinba-”

*ZINK*

Revenant suddenly choked on his words. An eletric, almost feather-light, pressure bloomed across his chest. It was everything his entity wasn't. The corruption, the nightmare, the pain... it was gone. Washed away by this suffocating dew-drop of concentrated sunshine. This wasn't the usually cold touch of death Revenant was use to, no this was different. Too different.

“What the hell is this,” Revenant whispered to himself.

“A good boy magnet!” Pathfinder replied in his usual cheery tone, snapping Revenant out of this sickening sweet feeling. 

“A what?” Revenant asked as he looked over to Pathfinder bouncing on his feet with his signature heart eyed emoji glowing bright on his screen. 

“For being nice to our friend, you my love, have received a good boy magnet!” Pathfinder said like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

He looked down and sure enough there was a ruby-red apple shaped magnet stuck to his chest. It look out of place in comparison to the multitude of yellow smiley faced stickers that littered his chassis. Like a drop of blood in a pool of water he thought to himself. The gentle buzzing feeling lingered were the magnet laid, so Revenant reached for it and pulled. He liked the stickers, they were easy to bear during the games. But this? This small piece of plastic was distracting him from the hunt.

"Oh, don't worry, friend! I had Natalie's help in making sure the magnets wouldn't fall off during the match," Pathfinder remarked; this only cause Revenant to start picking at it like a scab.

"Wait," Mirage cut into the conversation, "If they're strong magnets, then how come there not sticking to you?"

"Hmm? Oh, well I did have a problem a few of them," Pathfinder confessed as he turned his back to the other two legends. And in all of there colorful fruity glory, dozen of refrigerator magnets were scattered along his back, "They kind of tickle, haha!"

...Well, if his love could become kill-leader with a wall of these things tacked on to himself, then he could deal with one for now. Revenant rub his thumb over the red apple as he followed the others towards the center of the ring.

So, this is what a gentle touch used to feel like

[gedwimora-arc]

since it’s literally not possible to avoid it in the tags really i’ve become more and more of a scholar of vikings characters x reader fics and also a scholar of yt vikings edits n shit

and i gotta say the thirst ppl have for ivar/daenerys or that but w/ the dany serial number filed off for a reader fic is just-- like i get jack frost/elsa vibes off it and it’s WILD

[sidercal]

* & OOC .

me: i honestly didn’t expect to expand out of the boys fandom wise 

me @ me: now that i did... mayhaps some j.ohn wi.ck stuff, huh?

[trickstercaptain-archive]

Hahahaha you’re post about kicking canon out the door had me rolling 😂😂😂

       where dmtnt jack belongs t b h

[madefate-a]

me at least once a year, every year: everything is hunger games