#they say ask for what you want

[tennfan2]

She leaned over him as he was sitting on the couch, engrossed in a book he couldn’t put down.

“Hey!” he said, not looking up.

She leaned in closer, aiming to fill his field of vision over the top of the pages.

“One sec, I’m almost done with this chapter.”

She reached down, slowly, and placed two fingers under his chin.

“I…” he started.

Her fingers lifted his gaze up; she could feel his jawline going slack already.

——

They both loved the way hypnotic kisses felt, but he’d been far too eager. Even with so many reminders of things only happening when they were “safe and appropriate” she’d still feel him swoon to a little peck on the way out the door in the morning, and that was wasn’t doing anyone any good. Mostly.

She loved that level of control and responsiveness; it was one of his best qualities (along with making a mean pesto). But she didn’t need him zoning out before his commute every morning.

So she hatched a plan, and set to the work of molding his mind to fit. He’d need to save that response for later, she whispered to his subconscious. Let it build up.

She’d chosen one particular color. It was a shade she only wore now and then; deep red, bold and unmistakeable. She spent time helping his brain learn that when her lips were that color, that was when all that desire to drop, to let go and melt to her kisses would all be released.

His brain (as it always did) happily accepted the idea. It was just a matter of knowing when to put it to use.

——

She leaned in, close, and she saw his eyes grow somehow more intense and also more distant. She loved that.

“What happens next?” she asked, knowing full well his subconscious had already made sure he knew. Watching him wordlessly process that, his body and mind somehow diverging and moving in concert at the same time, filled her with another rush.

As he started to open his mouth to a, she pressed her lips to his. That feeling—the one where he tried to kiss back but just went soft and limp instead—would never get old, but this was something altogether different. The response was so instant, so effortless.

She reached gently behind his neck to guide his head, now lolling gently, back onto the cushion.

“That’s right…” she intoned in The Voice, taking in the close up view of a conscious mind being well and truly relegated to the background, lost somewhere in a deep red haze.

Another kiss, leaving a mark right in the middle of his forehead, and he let out a sigh that gave her a silent chuckle.

“You’re so good at taking instructions,” she whispered.

——

As he came to some time later, disheveled and confused, she took in the scene as she counted up. She’d long since made herself more comfortable, leaving him in a heap on the couch to float and dream of her kisses (and what he could do to earn them).

She could see he’d taken the suggestion to heart about letting his conscious mind forget what it didn’t need to remember. He was clearly unsure of how he ended up longwise and barely clothed on the couch where he’d been reading a few seconds before.

“How ya doin’ there?” she half-laughed, half-asked, just for the joy of seeing his little mind try and make any sense of the scene.

As he came back more fully, his words made it obvious he knew what he needed to know, and that was just fine with him.

She listened closely as he made his way to the bathroom down the hall, waiting for the moment.

“Ummm… honey, why am I…” he said, as he looked in the mirror.

“Never mind that,” she said back, pleased with herself at the evidence of that deep red haze she’d left on his face and neck as a little surprise.

“Of course, dear,” he said reflexively, as he always did when she used the trigger to remind his conscious mind to not ask silly questions.

[pangur-and-grim]

one thing that took me embarrassingly long to learn is "sometimes when people say things, they will not be true."

I used to tell people about this revelation and they'd be like yeah.....duh.....but like, why wouldn't my base assumption be that you're communicating to me in a straightforward manner. anyway, I get scammed a lot.

[wardensantoineandevka]

is that piece of media actually bad, or is it just not following the blueprint you projected onto it? is that work actually not good, or are you just demanding something from it that is absolutely antithetical to its themes, genre, tone, and narrative goal? is that story actually poorly written, or do you just dislike that it is not the specific things you wanted from it that it never set out to be, never was, and never is going to become? is it actually bad, or is it actually well-executed and you just dislike the story it chose to be because it isn't catering to your specific desires and expectations?

[mynnthia]

was talking with a friend about how some of dunmeshi fаndom misunderstands kabru's initial feelings towards laios.

to sum up kabru's situation via a self-contained modernized metaphor:

kabru is like a guy who lost his entire family in a highly traumatic car accident. years later he joins a discord server and takes note of laios, another server member who seems interesting, so they start chatting. then laios reveals his special interest and favorite movie of all time is David Cronenberg's Crash (1996), and invites kabru to go watch a demolition derby with him

[c0ntr0lledchaos]

Happy spooky month!

[daisybell-on-a-carousel]

Being someone who read Under The Red Hood and came out with the firm belief that, for Jason, it's not about killing Joker, it's about Jason wanting proof Batman would choose him over the Joker (bc shelia chose the joker). Makes seeing any other media where it's all about just wanting the Joker dead is a teeny bit frustrating. to be honest

Jason could've killed the Joker himself, really, really easily. Jason kidnaps the Joker before the confrontation. I can't open my comic for a reference right now, but it felt like he had the Joker for quite a bit before the confrontation. He had him. He beat him up with a crowbar. He had every single opportunity to kill the Joker himself, but he didn't because that wasn't his goal. Make no mistake, he did plan for the Joker to be dead by the end of it, but do you see what im trying to say here

Edit: If I knew this post was gonna get 1000+ notes I would've tried to word it better or something, this was a rant I made on the way to the grocery store 😭

It's not about making Batman kill either. When Batman says he won't kill, Jason adjusts and goes, 'Let ME kill the Joker or kill me to stop me' instead. The test is all about Batman choosing him. The whole final confrontation is Jason's first death again. The parent, The Joker, and the explosives. It even ends with Jason unable to move as a bomb goes off right next to him again because the parent didn't choose Jason. And instead tried finding an option that'd benefit them and (consequencely) letting the Joker walk, again, lol, lmao <-in agony

[mentally-ill-for-bes]

So funny Viktor chooses to present himself to Jayce as a white-golden robot (considering it is shown he could possess one of his followers) despite his representative colors being purple and blue (during s2 arc 1 and arc 2 and as the Herald Machine). But for the very specific purpose of convincing Jayce to join him, he's represented in the colors associated with Mel. Literally CATWALKING into the room, which is an action associated with Mel too

[abstractfrog]

Happy 1 year anniversary to Mr Sherlock Holmes! Here's a litttleee celebratory comic from me

[bklily]

thinking of comedic ways of how the hell that talk is gonna go

[egophiliac]

NEW BIRTHDAY THEME IS OUT!!!!!!!!!!!

BIRTHDAY SLUMBER PARTY, HERE WE COME

I think the theme is more loungewear than straight-up pajamas, but hey, I'm not complaining! (and -- look, we still have the groovies, I'm not giving up hope for animal kigurumi until I gotta)

[cosmicrhetoric]

my personal fave "luffy holds a mirror up to someone's soul" moments. aka the whole point i think

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

(Accidentally mis-clicked enter on my last ask. Here's the full "ask")

What he says...

VS What I read...

("us" as in him and WWX, not the spider just to be clear)

They should make an adaptation called 'The Unfiltered', where Lan Wangji says exactly what's on his mind.

[800db-cloud]

PLEASE POST THE ONE MILLION DOODLES YOU ARE SHY TO POST /pos 🙏

sure thang o7 here are some i made that i think are good enough to post. can you tell who my favorite merc to draw is

re: the last comic: i have way too many spy hcs. Way Too Many. anyway here’s (BLU) spy accidentally traumadumping on his teammates. is he Alright.

[heartorbit]

find another role, carry on the show

[deep-space-lines]

okay but like. I just had the weirdest thought about that ‘don’t look I’m naked’ comic. Which is that that’s essentially the same thing Adam and Eve did after they ate the fruit of knowledge of good&evil. So I feel like the theological implications of that could kneecap Gabe if he doesn’t think V1 is a being with free will.

yeah ok. i dunno man. is this anything

((side note. this isn’t necessarily meant to be in-character or story-accurate or take place at any particular point in time, just a way to explore some Thoughts. i was also imagining more that V1’s words aren't actually spoken, more like Gabriel’s more articulate interpretation of whatever garbled mechanical noise V1 is using to communicate. I think an angel could do that.))

and then they fucked nasty the end

[just-null]

Do you ever do requests? If so, do you ever plan on drawing some Yandere with the Hantengu clones? :D hope you have a good day/night!!!

Mentioning an unfamiliar name

yes!! I love yanderes.. and these guys.. these guys are such good material...... nods nods..

I'm not sure about requests..I assume you mean drawing requests? I suppose if it REALLY catches my interest enough, I'd do it, but it'd probably just be line art/sketches.