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[orangememesicle]

my hottest religion take: *primarily* blaming the origins of the alt right/american fascism on the early 2010s reactionary atheist subculture and not the christian hegemony and white supremacy baked into american culture is not only wildly disconnected from reality, but actively exonerates the role of christian nationalism in its formation

[maximura]

I’m just putting this out there but I have ESPN and my psychic skills are in mercury’s gatorade right now and I feel like Song Mingi from that little group, Ateez, is about to be the new hyperfixation. 

[andyoullhearitagain]

Everyone gives Sherlock Holmes a hard time about being mean about Watson's writing, but honestly imagine you told your roommate "sure, you can write up an account of my work for the newspaper," thinking it would be like, about the murder, but then he publishes it and it's 90% about you, as a person, and it's a huge hit and now everyone in London knows that you hoard newspapers and do cocoaine when you're depressed. Because I think you'd be little miffed too.

[rodolfoparras]

Thinking about the most homophobic misogynistic dude bro talking shit, maybe it’s in the lock room with the rest of his friends, making a whole spectacle out of the two dudes he saw kissing or holding hands

Cw: forced feminization, 18+, top male reader, dom male reader

But you notice the way he shifts from one leg to another, eyes wandering over to your own almost as if fearing you’ll say something you shouldn’t -like how he’d showed up to your dorm last night, sober for once and with his hard on showing through his sweatpants, moments before you had him bouncing on your cock.

Despite having been the one to initiate things, he’d been reluctant to let you know he was enjoying it, with his teeth digging into his bottom lip to the point where blood was trickling down his throat, desperately trying to suppress any sort of noise from escaping his mouth. Hell he refused to move his hips on his own even though he’d been the one to tell you to hurry the fuck up and fuck his pretty little hole (five words you had coaxed forced out of the other man) You had to fuck him back onto your cock, nails digging into the plush skin and working him up and down your dick.

Not that you minded much especially not when he’d ever so often let out wails and whines and you could feel his walls clenching down on your cock and you didn’t waste a second asking if his pretty pussy likes that or if the pretty princess is feeling good. He’d only respond by telling you to shut the fuck up, even spat in your face once but hell that didn’t stop him from riding your dick till he finally reached his orgasm.

[violent138]

Bruce doing crazy Brucie things in the Iceberg Lounge after the third lifetime ban was temporarily lifted to investigate, only for his two eldest sons to come in and make abort signals at him because it's not Penguin this time (and he managed to disloge his comm on the dance floor). Both of them look so nonplussed and exasperated by his shenanigans that Penguin offers them drinks on the house, that Dick makes Jason (who is gleeful about not being recognized as one of Penguin's competitors) decline as they drag Bruce out.

[new-revenant]

Twenty something year old Danny becomes a preschool teacher to a class of young meta and liminal kids, he helps to keep the kids calm when they discover their abilities and is genuinely one of the better teachers at the school. He's also a part time member of the Justice League. He's in the middle of a meeting when he gets a call from a freaked out substitute teacher saying one of the kids is stuck halfway through the wall and doesn't know what to do. Danny excuses himself and explains that one of his kids is having a small problem and he'll be right back and then leaves not realizing the chaos he left behind in his wake as the Justice League believe that Phantom has multiple kids and is a single father

I love teacher!Danny AUs, they are always so wacky and fun. And this seems so sweet! I love misunderstanding plots where the misunderstanding is something super simple. And plots where characters think someone is talking about their children children, when they’re actually talking about their students or something. Basically I love this prompt <3

So the JL know Danny is Phantom and stuff, probably are also away that’s he’s a ghost. Danny says that one of his kids is stuck in a wall at school and the substitute teacher is freaking out, so he’s gotta go real quick. Once he leaves one of the members(I’m thinking Flash because…I like him)is like, “Soo…wanna bet on how many kids he has? I’m guessing three-no-four.” The meeting quickly devolves into this conversation, until Batman or someone else steers it back.

After the meeting, rumors spread through the JL about Danny’s kids, and many bets are made. It takes them a while for everyone to figure out that Danny is just a teacher and not a father. Some figure it out faster than others though, but they think it would be funnier if they go along with the father Danny idea. Batman definitely knows what’s going on, he should know what Danny’s job is at the very least. He does consider the fact that maybe he might be a father, but that thought is short lived.

[timote-shalome]

Me: *watching Stranger Things S5 Ep 1*

“Like, what do you mean Steve isn’t a bisexual hurt bbygirl with meanie parents and doesn’t have game nights with the kids in his big empty house and doesn’t have sleepovers with Robin and he isn’t in love with Eddie who came back from the dead as part monster with a split personality that’s also in love with Steve?!?!?!?!”

Me: *turns off TV*

[acheemient]

If part 3 of 1941 is not "A Nightingale Sang In Berkeley Square" coming on the radio and Crowley standing from the table where they have been drinking wine and coming around to Aziraphale's side and offering his hand to Aziraphale to dance, and Aziraphale looking a bit wonderstruck and a bit delighted and taking Crowley's hand, and they slow dance, holding each other so close, and they look into each other's eyes, and Crowley whispers, "Angel," and he's looking at Aziraphale's lips with all the wanting in the universe written upon his eyes, and Aziraphale with a face that says he's never wanted anything more than to swallow Crowley whole so he can Keep him, and they lean in, and at the very last second, Aziraphale stops them and they are standing there breathing heavily with their foreheads pressed together, and Aziraphale whispers, "I want to; oh God, I want to," and Crowley whines and tries again, but Aziraphale pulls back but doesn't leave Crowley's arms, and says, "We can't," and Crowley looks like he's been slapped, and Aziraphale looks so heartbroken and says, "They almost caught us tonight, and they would have destroyed you" and then continues so quietly, like it's a secret, "I don't know what I would do if I lost you," and Crowley tries to protest saying they can be sneaky, they won't get caught, they can have this, together, and Aziraphale looks so sad and says, "Oh Crowley," and Crowley knows Aziraphale is so close to agreeing and so close to pulling away, and he whispers, "Please," and for a second Aziraphale looks like he is going to give in, but he can't put Crowley in danger, so he makes his face colder, and he steps out of Crowley's arms, even though it nearly kills him to do so, and he says, "Besides, you know Angels don't dance," and Crowley remembers himself says, "No I don't suppose they do," and he straightens up and puts his glasses on and pretends nothing happened and says, "Of course you're right," and they nod at each other and Crowley moves to leave the bookshop, and Aziraphale feels like he's about to lose something so precious that he will not be able to ever get back, so he calls "Crowley," and Crowley turns to look at him, and Aziraphale says, "Perhaps someday...," but he can't say what he really means (some day we can have that, someday we can be together how we want, someday I will stop pulling away), so he visually changes his mind and finishes with, "we can dine at the Ritz," and he prays to a God that he, in this moment, hates so, so much for keeping him from the demon he loves more than anything, that Crowley understands his true meaning, and Crowley looks like maybe he does and like maybe he still has hope, and he nods and says, "Stay safe, Angel," and Aziraphale nods back, and then Crowley leaves, and Aziraphale is left looking absolutely devastated and heartbroken and angry, truly angry, for the first time in his long and lonely existence that he has to be loyal to Her rather than to him, and he takes a moment, takes a breath, and walks silently over to the radio and turns up the volume on the song and closes his eyes and gives himself that moment to remember what it felt like to be held, to be loved, to imagine what saying yes would bring, then honestly what is even the point of all of this?

[mithrandirl]

Out of doubt, out of dark to the day's rising I came singing in the sun, sword unsheathing. To hope's end I rode and to heart's breaking: Now for wrath, now for ruin and a red nightfall!

part 1, lotr quotes

[theforsakenprince]

the maya and osiris parallels continue to fuck me up. Both of them reaching across timelines to save their partners and while Maya won't stop until she finds the right Chioma, the perfect one that will agree with her vision for the universe, the "real" Chioma, and will throw away any version of her that isn't perfect, Osiris broke time for the chance to save Saint-14, and it didn't matter to him which Saint it was, because to him they're all the "real" Saint

[gunnslaughter]

I said what I said! Don’t @ me!

[necromancelena]

It's really depressing that there are so many people that think of neurodivergencies as like. Metaphysical truths about someone's soul brain chemistry that have perfect boundaries such that it is their job to make sure that everyone lays their personal history bare for all to see so that society can exclude all the malicious 'fakers' because at the end of the day these categorizations aren't innate truths but rather rough categorizations invented by psychologists based on observed behaviours, and then psychology itself is a pseudoscience barely above homeopathy whose main defining feature throughout its history has been the immense level cruelty it has directed at the people it claims to benefit. Like these people are going to bat for the divine truth of "bad and crazy person disease" invented by people that hate them and miss when lobotomies were the go-to treatment for everything.

[thus-spoke-lo]

cw: male masturbation, gn!reader, references to unprotected penetrative sex but reader’s genitals not described

Law typically pays no mind to his most salacious thoughts, the urges often a distraction to the work he needs to do. But when he does, when he feels that stirring at the base of his spine and has to shift to accommodate his hardening cock that strains against his jeans…suddenly his desire is urgent and it’s desperate and it’s a need he can’t ignore.

At least, not when you’re the cause.

He locks himself in the bathroom, leaning with his forehead pressed against the door, one hand furiously stroking his leaking cock, the other held over his mouth to muffle his panting breaths. Eyes shut tight as he pictures how you looked just a moment ago in the galley, your shoulders and neck exposed in a thin tank top with your boiler suit tied around your waist.

The way you smiled at him, the way you said “captain” so sweetly, so excitedly—would you say his name the same way, with such tenderness, such care, if he was inside you right now? Would you let him kiss and bite at your shoulders as he ruts into you from behind—no, he’d have you on your back, legs wrapped around his waist, so he could see every expression you make as he slides inside you, memorizing the way your mouth moves when you cry out for him, when you beg him to fill you, when you feel him release inside you for the first time.

It’s not long before Law’s hips buck and stutter and he can barely stifle a moan as he spills himself onto the floor, picturing how it would look splashed across your belly instead. He takes a deep breath, tucks himself back into his jeans, quickly cleans up the mess he left before shuffling back out into the hallway.

The guilt begins to settle in as he walks briskly towards his office, a knot tightening in his stomach when he passes you again and you smile (that smile, that fucking smile), delightfully unaware of the way you appeared, wanton and bare, in your captain’s mind just moments ago. It’s maddening the way it takes hold of him—the way you take hold of him. It’s depraved how quickly he’s overcome, how he’s ravenous for you so easily.

Law closes his office door behind him and slumps into his chair, tilting his head back to count the rivets in the pipe above him. He can already feel himself twitching in his jeans and groans, frustrated and aching and unable to keep his thoughts from wandering to how warm your mouth would feel around him right now, how he’d love to see you on your knees, pausing to smile that smile that makes him come unraveled.

You’ll be the death of him yet.

[welcometogrouchland]

Disgustingly messy and crusty sketch dump but I couldn't get my own terrible theory out of my head and ended up making a bunch of sketches about it. Also at the end a bonus dickbats and Damian doodle bc I was reading an issue of their Batman and Robin run (IDs in Alt)

[reggies-eyeliner]

jwct really said yeah found family is beautiful for the domestic laughter and hugs and cheers and inside jokes but it is also incredibly awkward. it is apologizing first because your pride is easier to sacrifice than it is a relationship. it is doing the hard thing and facing hard truths, but also loving the person unconditionally not despite but regardless of what happened. it is choosing forgiveness because forgiveness was never supposed to be easy but for the people who make you realize life is really worth living it is always worth doing. it is the laughter that makes your sides hurt but it is also wiping the tears off of someone's face and holding them as they double over because they can't stop crying. found family and relationships are difficult and it is being vulnerable and facing hard truths and apologizing first and it is also incredibly worth it.

[murmuringbug]

Every single frame of this show could be put in a museum