#true peak

[torachan39103]

i dont get thirdwheeling i would prob self terminate if i was the third wheel in anything so i propose 4 wheeling like

its just 2 different couples that get shitfaced drunk on the weekends together and do warcrimes and group orgies living centipede style on the eastcoast of the vatican yeast realm.

[sacko-lacko]

OUGHHH MY LORD LORD OH MY GOD THIS IS SO PEAK TOO PEAK WANNA KNOW HOW PEAK THIS ITS ITS SO VERY PEAK OMGGGF😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻

ok I kinda meshed Roux and Loew and Kolping together and here is a new revolutionary priest oc! (Admit it he is basically Roux in a 19th century au

[shotmrmiller]

roommate soap who catches you masturbating because nothing else quite takes the edge off like a little death or two but instead of looking surprised and pivoting, he stands there and looks perturbed.

yer doin' it all wrong, lass. it's no wonder ye always strung tight.

you go from mortified to insulted in seconds, but before you can even snarl at him to leave, he's already dragging his big ass boyfriend in the room, still fully appalled at how you're mistreating yourself.

got tae see this, simon. appalling, it is.

and now you're being manhandled into different positions, toys long abandoned for thick fingers and coarse palms, lube replaced with spit and they'd left you with the destabilizing knowledge that the first peak they'd brought you then had been humiliatingly fast and efficient and somewhere along the way, fingers had been replaced with tongues.

(that you had to almost crawl yourself to the bathroom after your long nap and they hadn't even fucked you is embarrassing.)

[deputyrook]

favourite FBI/detectives in film and tv

[mulder & scully - the x-files; lee harker - longlegs; will graham - hannibal; dale cooper - twin peaks; clarice starling - silence of the lambs; rust cohle - true detective]

[gongyussy]

forget about elon musk vs mark zuckerberg. i need to see yoshiki fight elon musk.

update: x japan has released its first single in eight years. to further shade elon musk. this is a thing that happened.

[suntails]

true love

[dyketennant]

when the characters call each other their “partner” as some sort of formality (detectives, business, agency, etc.) but it also has a double meaning/homoerotic undertones

[coldforestnight]

[otiksimr]

The tide is attracted towards the moon but it will never reach it.

[half1spin]

I wish you could see yourself how I see you

[toothmarqed]

the holy trinity

[theciash]

this is so me core

[showyoumyfavoriteobsession]

Dale Cooper in 2x13 / 2x14

[saintmelangell]

i think its important to acknowledge that at least part of the reason why hollywood was reluctant to pick up david lynch's projects is because he told a story about a girl abused and murdered by her father in a way that was not exploitative of victims and quite openly showed the cultural facades of normalcy abusers rely on to get away with abuse as absurd even in being comfortable and familiar. and in doing so lynch shed light on an uncomfortable truth about the world that is a reality for people that oppressors generally dont want to have voices. and david lynch gave those people voices without titillating or portraying them merely as victims, and deep down that's the reason why he hasnt had a movie produced since 2006

[horsegirlwarcrimes]

for @skeren ◝(ᵔᗜᵔ)◜

"Mu-shidi?" Yue Qingyuan asked.

Mu Qingfang was sitting on a decorative rock in one of Qian Cao Peak's small meditation gardens with his head in his hands. Yue Qingyuan paused, hesitating at the edge of the garden as he watched Mu Qingfang's shoulders heave with a deep sigh.

"Zhangmen-shixiong. In your purview as sect leader, do you believe I have the power to medically relieve someone from their position of authority on the grounds of madness?" He asked.

"Ah, I should have known this was coming," Yue Qingyuan said. He approached and sat next to Mu Qingfang on the rock, folding his arms over his knees and offering a small smile. "Will Mu-shidi finally be requesting this one's resignation?"

Mu Qingfang snorted a laugh and uncurled, but not without rubbing once more at his brow. "Actually, I meant myself."

"You?"

Mu Qingfang turned to look at him. Yue Qingyuan's brows shot up, startled at the absolutely exhausted and frantic look on his face. The healer was pale, his eyes shadowed, and Yue Qingyuan realised for the first time that some of his hair was slipping out from his wooden guan.

"What happened?" Yue Qingyuan asked, reaching out to catch Mu Qingfang's wrist. Mu Qingfang allowed the contact, not protesting at the reversal of their usual position as Yue Qingyuan probed his meridians, which Yue Qingyuan thought was a sign something was truly wrong.

"It's Shang-shidi," Mu Qingfang said gravely, which was not what Yue Qingyuan was expecting.

"What do you mean? Did something happen to Shang Qinghua? Did he—do something?"

"Is Zhangmen-shixiong familiar with the Bleeding Heart-Tongue Berry?"

"The one that causes full-body hemorrhaging?"

"No, that's the Crimson Bleeding Heart Berry."

"Oh. Oh, the one that requires oral dual cultivation to cure the deadly fever?"

"No, that's—it doesn't matter! The Bleeding Heart-Tongue Berry's sap and flesh is a powerful truth serum. It compels anyone who consumes or comes into physical contact with it to say whatever is on their mind, with complete honesty."

Yue Qingyuan looked around nervously. "We don't have an outbreak, do we?"

Mu Qingfang sighed one more, pushing his hand under his glasses to press against his eyes. "Shang-shixiong came into contact with some when he was on his last mission off the mountain. I have no idea how, since he was assigned to go secure a trade deal to the North East and they only grow in the South West, but—"

"But he was afflicted, and is now compelled to speak the truth?" Yue Qingyuan asked.

Mu Qingfang slipped his hand from Yue Qingyuan's so he could grip his arms, leaning in intently.

"He is driving. Me. Insane."

—

Mu Qingfang led Yue Qingyuan to one of the nearby patient rooms. Inside, Shang Qinghua sat at a low tea table, sipping at a cup that smelled medicinal and poking at some nuts and seeds on offer. Nothing looked amiss—Shang Qinghua didn't look damaged or ill, and the room was neat and orderly.

When they entered, Shang Qinghua's head shot up.

"Mu-shidi! Zhangmen-shixiong! This one is—not super glad to see you! Not that you're not great. Mu-shidi, I really appreciate how you keep us all alive. Remember that time I accidentally drank ink as a disciple and you had to pump my stomach? Yeah, I so am glad you were there to do that and not let me die. And Zhangmen-shixiong, you're very hot, and I love that, and I find how sad you life is—well, troubling actually, although not enough to do anything about it. You kind of make me uncomfortable to be around. But the hotness helps! Not right now, though. Right now I would love if you would leave, because I really don't want to tell you about anything I am thinking about, because I just got done spending three days sucking demonic dick and I really don't want to answer any follow up questions about—"

Shang Qinghua's eyes went wide. He grabbed a handful of the snacks and shoved them into his mouth, presumably hoping to stem the flow of words. Instead he immediately choked on them and coughed up walnuts and melon seeds over the table.

Yue Qingyuan rubbed his forehead. "Ah. I think I see the problem."

[citheroniaregalis]

the problem with showrunners is that they create these distant, quiet, misunderstood-but-brilliant male characters with steely expressions and hearts of gold expecting for them to attract a male audience that would idolize them; but they are fundementally missing the fact that NOBODY is going to resonate with being pushed away from society, constantly questioned and talked down to, hating yourself but also hating everyone else but also loving everything in such a deep and terrible manner that it turns dreadfully violent, and being deeply disconnected with your body and autonomy as much as a young girl. Men reinvent women in themselves without ever being able to recognize it because of how much they hate being associated with femininity. and this is why fandom culture is born