#the masterpice that you are

[angelofverdum]

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[noira-l]

Okay, I know it’s late and I should probably be in bed, but I just got reminded of a fic that I cannot find anywhere, and it’s driving me crazy!

It was a Geto Suguru x Reader fic where Suguru was a yakuza and the reader was a tattoo artist running their own shop. Suguru came in because he wanted a tattoo done using the traditional method, which the reader specialized in. There was also a guy named Koji who worked at the shop, and Suguru wanted a white dragon with golden accents on his back.

(I’m honestly horrified by how much detail I remember like - it was that good!)

I’ve been searching for it for two hours now. I originally saw it here on tumblr, and I even remember the cover image - it looked like this:

If anyone knows this fic, or author or where to find it, I’m begging for help! 😭😭😭

It was super long and amazing, and I’d absolutely love to read it again. I just hope the author is still active (please let it be so!) 🫶

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[padfootswiftie]

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[akunamii]

Can we just appreciate this for a brief moment, ty…

2022.12.26

[jaredthebc]

I can’t look at look at the bestie’s blog cause i get jumpscared by myself going “MECHANISM”

[yimicreatesx]

THIS IS JUST SO GOOD MAN LIKE WHAT?!!!?!

Thanks for the amazing content imma cry now :'] ♡

RISE TMNT FANS

Tiresias song from Epic the musical

Mutant Ninja Midlife Crisis by @mutantninjamidlifecrisis

Well...it took me a little over a month to create this thing. Five days of which I actually drew and spent the other thirty on procrastination lmao

[i-wish-this-was-me]

Favorite fics (Oscar)

6. Oscar Piastri:

Celebrating his first win (smut)

Edging the reader and then aftercare (smut)

The green-eyed monster (smut)

Control (smut)

One more (smut)

Angry (Oscar) sex (smut)

New set (smut)

Giving head (+LN) (smut)

Too big (smut)

Cnc with Oscar (smut)

Too stressed (+MV) (smut)

Mean, dom Oscar (smut)

Blindfolded (+LN) (smut)

Rough head (smut)

Jealous of Logan (smut)

Fingered for the first time (+LN) (smut)

Wet dream (+LN) (smut)

Something unexpected (smut)

Rough day at the office (smut)

Toys are teammates (smut)

Something different (smut)

The big interview (+LN) (smut)

Squeezing so good (smut)

Giving head (smut)

Make me yours (smut)

First time squirtig (smut)

My girl (+ a bit of Carlos but he isn't THAT important) (smut)

Good cop & bad cop (+LN) (smut)!

Eating (smut)

Anything, huh? (+LN) (smut)!

Limits (smut) (OMFG I LOVE THIS SO MUCH, THIS IS SUCH A MASTERPICE, I AM IN LOVE)

Zoom (smut)

Me either (smut)

Hesitantly (smut)

Breaking point (+LN) (smut, fluff, angst)

Little slice of paradise (sweet smut)

I could show you mine (sweet smut)

Getting your period in the middle of it (smut with fluff)

We heard you (smut, fluff at the end)

Caught (smut, fluff at the end)

Overstimulated (smut, fluff at the end)

Hope you feel better (suggestive)

Bend over (suggestive)

Let's try that again (suggestive)

Slapping ass (suggestive?)

Grey sweatpants (suggestive)

She's missed you (fluff)

Call me your fool (fluff)

Crumbs (+LN) (fluff)

There's a lightness in your eyes (fluff)

Sleep buddies or dating? (fluff)

Package deal (fluff)

Haunted house (fluff)

Cute (fluff)

Breath for me (+LN) (fluff)

Tired eyes (fluff)

Tangerine (fluff)

Under the mistletoe (fluff)

Drowning in your love (fluff)

Soft mornings (fluff)

Under the mistletoe (fluff)

You revitalise me fraying bones (fluff)

Jealous for the first time (fluff)

Grey sweatpants (fluff)

Kangaroo (fluff)

Lavender Haze (fluff)

Exhausted (+LN) (fluff)

Laser tag (fluff)

Masterlist

[possumeneb]

Here it is yall, the AURON FNAF 1 DTIYS :D

IF YOU 🫵 MY FRIEND WANT TO JOIN, PLEEASE SUBMIT YOUR MASTERPICE TO

#pickles dtiys

(the first hashtag)

or @ mee ;3

The piece dose not have to be exact but at least close!

I cant wait to see what yall doo

[iantojonesirl]

hearing the most INSANELY bad torchwood takes like WHAT DO YOU MEAN FROM OUT OF THE RAIN WAS THE WORST EPISODE?!?!?!?!?! and also people who hate on cyberwoman JUST because of the cybertits its a masterpice of cinema WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!?!??!??!??!

[miwachan2]

MA MOONIE BOI!!! AAAAAAAHH

Shaking you shaking you shaking you /pos

My part in art trade with @miwachan2 💉🩸Check out her Vampire au, its very cool! Im glad i got to draw someone from it 🥰

[laginestra98]

The metaphisical Love of Sauron's and Galadriel's hands

"They part the theater with a semitouch, their hands abstractly close-up, separated only by the glass of the car window. This marvelous cinematic gesture communicates so much more than simple character and plot resolution. The abstract nature of the shot amplifies the significance of it, suggesting love of the highest, metaphysical order." The Films of Krzysztof Kieślowski: The Liminal Image, Joseph G. Kickasola, pp. 317-318

I was reading this book for my thesis when i came about this lines and something in my head clicked at "suggesting love of the highest, metaphisical order". And in that moment I thought about Galadriel and Sauron (indeed, why doing your work when you can think of them, right?). This kind of love, which is metaphysical and it's shown through a simple gesture such as an almost-tuch. Just to give you some context, the text refers to Three colours: Red, which is the last film of the "Three Colours tryology" and of Krystof Kieslowski's career. It's about a young woman who casually meets an old retired judge and, slowly, they create some kind of connection (this is a very summarized plot, but there's more to it than this). Anyway, the frame the text refers to is this one:

This is the last time Valentine, the young woman, and the judge see each other. Kieslowksi is a real master of visual storytelling, and this is a blatant exemple. This short frame converge, as the text tells us, a ralethionship which was meant to be, but never was. In a previous scene the judge says to Valentine: "maybe, I never met the woman... maybe, you're the woman I never met". This non-meeting hangs there between them, between their hands, separeted by a glass, suspended in a timeless and spaceless moment. In this void their story exists, not in the real world, but in an alternate, separeted one. Sadly, is a world of imagination, so there isn't a possibility for a concrete connection, at least in the present. Now, there's more to say about Red, but I'll stop there because I don't think you're interested in it (but if you like cosmic connection and complicated carachters, you're welcome to watch this masterpice). What I want to address here are the words of Kickasola: "the abstract nature of the shot amplifies the significance of it, suggesting love of the highest, metaphysical order", then he adds: "at the same time, the glass symbolizes a barrier: a romantic connection reached for, but impossible". I think this words are easily applied to Sauron's and Galadriel's relathionship. So, let's analyzed how their hands are shot.

In this frames their hands don't touch, but they enlace each other's arms as a sign of trust. This is the first form of connection they share, still, they keep their distance: neither of them dares to touch the other's hand, neither for a shake. So, they create a barrier.

Here, their hands touch, but there's always an object between them. Every one of this objects rapresent an idea or a desire which are important to them: hope (the simbol of the Southlands king), promises (Finrod's dagger) and power (the nine rings).

In these their hands are near, but never touch. The illusion is shattered, the promise is lost and, even if Sauron tries, he's not able to reach for Galadriel's hand.

I think is interesting that they never hold each other's hand, nor voluntary, nor involontary, nor for necessity. All their approaches are shaped first by formalities, then by ideals, finally by betrayals. Their connection happens in this space, better, in this non-space where they can hide what they feel, but will never say. Love is relegated in a place beyond phisical reach, hung in the metaphisical domain: is in the space between their arms, in the hold of Finrod's dagger, in the distance that separates their hands when Sauron try to catch her from falling. I think the last frame, more than the others, explain this. Like the one in Red, the nature of the shot is abstract, suspended in the air. The background is out of focus, their hands clearly visible. But, unlike in Kieślowski's movie, the distance here is accentuated not only by the fact that Sauron doesn't reach Galadriel, but also by how their hands are shot: they never overlap, so they can't touch neither in the metaphisical space. So is Love over, even in the abstract dimension? No, it persists, willingly or unwillingly, in the outer world, that may become visible (but still not phisical) if the theory about the bond made by Morgoth's crown is correct. This is shown by Galadriel's hand reaching for the wound = for the invisible connection:

Interestingly enough, the phisical manifestation of said love (the phisical touch) happens in an outer space, separeted from reality: in Red, it happens in a theater, the ultimate fictional realm:

in trop, this happens in an illusion, Sauron's illusion:

Like Valentine and the judge, their love can't be sustained by reality, it wolud be crushed by hopes, ideals and power, but is unlatched from reality, alive in a place that trascend time and space. They both feel it, but will they acknowledge this? Only time will tell.

With this I won't mean that their love is not real, but that is bigger than the real world they are in (regardless from their behavior and choices)

Disclaimer: this is just my interpretation of Galadriel and Sauron relationship, it can be fallacious and is not a universal truth.

[dramionestills]

i have to say something

i have seen so many people on tiktok that are discovering fanfiction because they read Manacled and I am concerned for those people

like Manacled is a masterpice truly but as your intro to fanfic????

i had like 15 years of getting used to how intense it could get and Manacled still broke me, if that is your intro i am so sorry, do you need a blanket? some tea? a muffin? more tissues??

[roseappledrink]

Ok, I know it has been a while since @somerandomdudelmao finished the C.A.S comic, but school has been slowing me down on the process and i really needed to draw something.

Well, i have no words to express how mutch this AU meant to me, how many fanarts I made and how many times I told the story to my friends. It has been a whole journey and I am glad that I was there to read every update and remember it like the greatest fan comic i ever read. I just want to thank Cass for giving us this masterpice and I hope they have agreat well deserved vacation. See you soon ♡

[anypaints]

EXPLANATION ⬇️⬇️⬇️⬇️

This is the way I see their relationship, and now I'm going to tell you, what I meant by these symbols

1) Bow and arrow – these two things that can not exist without each other. Let me explain: The bow gives the direction to the arrow, and without it bow can be VERY DANGEROUS if you try to use it. In addition, arrow (more or less) will do its functions, but not effectively. The best part when they work together! As for me, I see that Flame Face as an arrow because he is perfect at fighting (I judge by the game), and Laure as the bow, cause at the 7th episode she trusted and supported him, just like bow helps an arrow.

2) Day and night – two opposites, that are meaningless without each other. We won’t be able to understand the day’s warm until we fell cold of the night. Laure is the day, the sun, because I see her like a warm light that shows right, true way. Flame Face is the night, cause even though he is FLAME he is SO cold inside, just like moon, and the Sun makes him feel warm.

3) The apple tree and gardener – the 7th and 9th episodes showed growing relationships between them: Laure trusted Flame Face, so he rescued her even though they quarreled. Laure stopped doubting him and started helping him, like the gardener, who started caring for the apple tree. Every action has a consequences, so this apple tree gives its fruits to the gardener as a token gratitude for gardener’s care, exactly like Flame Face, went to the ‘King’ to save Laure.

4) Life and Death – Flame Face is literally death, cause he wanted to die ALL the time, while Laure is life, who gave a sense to live. Really, before meeting Laure, Flame Face didn’t have any sense to live: he didn’t know who he is, why he is here. The idea to die is simply ingrained in his head, so when he met Laure (Life) he still wanted to die. BUT they spend some time together and became good friends, so the meaning of life has appeared!

Its not bad! I cant say that it is MASTERPICE, but I really enjoed watching this show, I wished to see more. It could be better, but for me, it is already good. I like vibe, atmosphere of the show, its so simpl, and it makes me make art. So, I hope, that you enjoyed watching this video:)

In conclusion about the serial:

Thank you!

[taegimood]

omg, your blog it's just a masterpice, I LOVE IT!

So currently, i have this idea, and I just need to tel somebody, like...do you have any thought about Tyun and strenght kink? Maybe a bit mixed with size kink hmmm añapdl yeah.

Btw, can I be 😺 anon?

hi nonnie!!!! thank you so much AHH 😭😭 and i’m honored to hear your ideas 🤭 ofc you can be 😺 anon !!!!!

actually YES omg so i have a poll up rn about what my next piece should be and gym buddy taehyun is one of the options 👀

i think he’d TOTALLY have a strength kink, i mean this guy is a gym rat and KNOWS his assets. i bet he’d just love manhandling you — pulling you down into his lap when you’re walking by, throwing you over his shoulder to carry you to another room, especially moving you into different positions so easily during sex..

he’s so much stronger and bigger than you, the way your body would just be so easy to maneuver to his liking - like he’d have your legs over his shoulders fucking you into the mattress in mating press when the next thing you know he’s flipping you over into doggy as if you weigh nothing, big hand smoothing down your back before giving a slap to your ass 😩

“cute little pussy made just for me, hm, princess?” help

also just loves being bigger than you even in the innocent things like grabbing things off of high shelves for you hehe

just big strong boyfie tyunnie <3

[small-cs-traffic-warden]

"You go too fast for me Crowley" aneb český nevýslovný bípapový soundtrack znovu...

Náhodou mi přišla do uší tahle klasika z těch nejhlubších útrob českého normalizačního bípapu a - já zírám! Koukněte na ten text!

@shelleyvcely Nešlo si na tebe nevzpomenout!

"Přišels ke mně jak bys mávl křídly? Jiné ruce, oči (!!!), jiná řeč... Znám tě odjakživa, znám tě chvíli..."??? Oukej. Takže je nám jasné, že stojíme na zdi Edenu, že ano? Kdyby náhodou ne, tak ještě: "Přišels ke mně jako déšť..."

A pak, střih, Londýn 1967: "Nešlap, nelámej, cosi ve mně teprv klíčit začíná, těch, co všechno chtějí hned, je většina. Ale k čemu je ten věčný spěch?" Prostě - Jdeš na mě moc rychle, Crowley! (Nebo jezdíš? - ach, ten překlad) :-D "Jeden ve druhém se nejdřív hledáme, v srdci výhonky, když klíčí, neznámé..."

Miluju to! :-D A kdybyste měli Haničky písničky málo, pusťte si ještě "Jinak to nejde", krásně zapadající do melancholie post-s2. A přičtěte si k tomu, prosím, že jde o cover songu "Guradian Angel". Masterpice!

Kompletní text:

Přišels ke mně jak bys mávl křídly, jiné ruce, oči, jiná řeč. S tebou naděje, co předtím řídly, snad se mi vrátí. Znám tě odjakživa, znám tě chvíli, žiju zeleně jako horská kleč. Ale dokážu-li růst a sílit nepoznám zatím.

R: Nešlap, nelámej, cosi ve mně teprv klíčit začíná, těch, co všechno chtějí hned, je většina. Ale k čemu je ten věčný spěch? Ten, kdo slepě koně bodá do slabin, sotva povšimne si prvních jeřabin. Jeden ve druhém se nejdřív hledáme, v srdci výhonky když klíčí, neznámé, nešlap, nelámej.

Přišels ke mně jako déšť, co křísí, vrací poloslepým očím jas. Žili pro nikoho, teď jsou čísi, patří jen ke tvým. Znáš mě odjakživa, znáš mě chvíli, proč by hlavní roli měl hrát čas. Jednou vznesem' se jak čápi bílí k zeleným větvím.

Nešlap, nelámej, cosi ve mně teprv klíčit začíná, těch, co všechno chtějí hned, je většina. Ale k čemu je ten věčný spěch? Ten kdo slepě koně bodá do slabin, sotva povšimne si prvních jeřabin. Jeden ve druhém se nejdřív hledáme, v srdci výhonky, když klíčí, neznámé, nešlap, nelámej.

Ten, kdo slepě koně bodá do slabin, sotva povšimne si prvních jeřabin. Jeden ve druhém se nejdřív hledáme, v srdci výhonky, když klíčí, neznámé, nešlap, nelámej.