#the gif is purely to reference

[irradiatedpathogen]

ETERNAL MILK SHIP CHILD!!!

(Pretend his cape is way longer....)

Shadow milk is the one giving 8irth for anyone wondering.

[poomphuripan]

Why must you be a virgin? If my 'first time' is with you, Ming. I wouldn't mind it.

MY STAND-IN (2024) | 1.01

[simpingforcys]

Say what you will but DAMN was it so fucking sexy how quickly and immediately in control of his new body and wings he became, fully embraced it and took pride in it, the sheer EXCITEMENT of toying and torturing Ralph making his wings spread out ready to take off. Like imagine trying to rile him up by petting him or scratching around his sensitive spots and his wings just spike out like that, just HHH. He was just so excited to use his new body, the sudden spike in power, agility, even bloodthirsty, outright stating his desire to kill Ralph, all while laughing like a madman who got a new drive of motivation to satisfy his new needs.

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

Sophie Oliveira-Shepard Alenko-Oliveira and Kaidan Alenko-Oliveira - ME3 (4/?) "So... that's why you actually invited me down here? Not biotic training? The pep talk of the century about how I can finally start fixing all of the shit I broke? The fight with Zaeed about leaving Earth? Dom getting injured because of me? The crappy way I'm still feeling?" "Maybe. It depends on whether or not it worked. But the last time I checked? 'Our shitty problems', right? That includes the way you're feeling. The way I'm still feeling. We solve it together, huh?" Mass Effect 3: Legendary Edition (2021) + Bonus

[cloudsjulett]

[sweatandwoe]

Arcane writers had locked in the Script for S2 before S1 was even finished, meaning everything was fully intended from the beginning

[inafieldofdaisies]

[ispreadrabieslikewildfire]

yunos voice drama.

[lesbianlothcats]

So we’re just gonna keep namedropping Tech super casually like he changed schools and not like he fucking DIED

[softpawssharpteeth]

The Life of a Horse.

[weepingfount]

I give up on having a schedule, here is base sketch thingy w/o color for Dark Cacao

Spoiler: he is now a edgy emo furry man w/o a chestplate because honestly i just cant with trying anymore right now i am TIRED.

he can change to have legs, but he does not here because i was lazy (top left sketch is there because i was trying to think and do not know how to draw wolves i'm working on it</3)

[sonyathesnailll]

guess who finished season 2 of amphibia and got completely insane w oc brainrot

(separate frames under the cut)

[radicalrascals]

@icarian-carrion (cont. from here) :

Tisha watches her carefully, eyes flicking to the badge once, then twice, trying to make sure that Eve is who she says she is. You can never be too careful. Detective sounds good though, safe, better than Agent, so she nods and motions for Eve to follow her into the apartment. “I already gave a statement.” She says, as if it matters. The man was dead when she got there. That’s what she’d said. Better that than he was being devoured by a very messy fae being no one else could have seen. The kettle whistles behind her, and she finally tears her eyes away from the other woman to walk over to the stove and take it off the burner. “Tea?”

Eve had read the statement. Numerous times even. Enough to come to the conclusion that her colleagues hadn't been particularly thorough. Either that or the holes in Tisha's story were in fact very much evidence shaped on purpose. But let's not get ahead of herself.

The detective nodded, a smile doing its best to fight its way through her general bad mood to briefly flicker on her lips. "Thank you. How could I say no to that?" While Tisha was busying herself with the tea, Eve closed the door behind her and took a brief glance around the apartment. One could learn so much from just the tiniest details. "I hope I'm not interrupting anything?"

[your-local-grinning-cat]

*castor tosses a cat toy attached to a hook and rod in front of che'nya and looks at the camera*

shhh... be vewy vewy quiet... i'm hunting fwiends...

(/ref)

— castor (@castaway-achlys)

*blinks and looks at cat toy, eyes dilated*

*I pause as my ears then twitch when I hear what you say*

Oh?

*smiles my signature Cheshire Cat grin*

Well, you caught one, Star!

*jumps over the cat toy and pounces on you, snuggling you and giggling*

The hunter becomes the hunted~! Furiend acquired! 😸

[skateironicallycantskate]

You won’t actually kill thecrazyphantom… right?

perchance

[mariamariquinha]

A few words

I wanted to say a lot more about the last chapter of Bossa Nova, but I think I just responded to those who interacted and reblogged without delving too deeply into certain choices. I think it's important to bring perspective to this chapter for a few reasons that are important to me. Maybe it can help someone who is on the path to writing or not, I don't know.

My reticences

I was honestly really reticent about adding any bisexual hint about reader, mostly because, as a straight woman, I didn't want to make it feel like a stereotype of sexuality or what shapes itself around people who classify themselves as bisexual. I don't have to win any medal for doing (or trying) the minimum on the subject, but I found it an interesting nuance to the narrative.

Anyone who has seen me talk a lot about my writing method knows that, as a journalist, any fiction that has metaphors or references to reality is my go-to, so to speak. Sometimes it's in fiction that we find ways to convey messages, even if our intention is to entertain; even in stories that are purely smut, there are paths and reflections on intimacy, discovery, breaking taboos; this is essential. This is written art.

The narrative

As the story's co-protagonist, Benny could be classified as a deconstructed guy, a 'good guy', one who understands the pain of a divorced woman and is sensitive. Well, he is, and I know that what I'm going to say now is as if I'm stating that 'if the story was good, I wouldn't have to explain', but I like to emphasize that, until then, Benny isn't a level romantic partner like Jane Austen' kinda of romantic partner or the harsh ones in a unique way like Nora Roberts. Benny built a career bordering on illegality. Until that moment, that was what made him more of a man: the adrenaline of doing whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted, with the peace of mind of knowing that he would never be punished for it.

When the reader briefly talks about the experience she had with another woman, Benny reacted like any other man who evolved in his context: he sexualized it in a very honest way. This puts the reader back on the ground, reminds her that the fantasy of perfect passions proves, once again, to be a farce. She finds it easy to clash with Benny about the case, to make it clear how much Nick's stance with Isla hurt her as a woman, far beyond false morality. It's a selfish thought, to be carried away by feelings of compassion because she doesn't like Nick or has had bad experiences with men (she felt hurt by Benny's rejection that night).

About bisexuality (or sexuality in general)

She didn't see herself able to talk about bisexuality, about her experience with Kennedy or how she felt about it or how Benny was an 'asshole' for the comment he made, because she just closed herself off from the possibility of exploring herself as a woman through restraints that she set herself in when she decided to take the 'safe' route of marrying someone she had known for years.

The point I want to get to (or I'm trying to get to) is that understanding what it means to be bisexual is far from even her own because she discriminates herself in some way to never bring up the subject or just let it go, even if her family is so open to dialogue and acceptance.

Considerations

And again, I don't want to dictate rules. As I said, I am a straight woman, I have no place to speak on the subject. I speak as a writer who tries to do her homework and, more than just saying that someone is gay or something like that in stories to show diversity (cough cough Disney cough cough), maybe we can try to explore concepts of sexualities different from our own in a more respectful way.

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well... bye