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gra55-tast3bad · 2 months
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Y'all I'm here thinking how much Rick sacrifice himself just to kill Diane's killer (Rick prime)
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systemdump · 2 years
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nintendogs unreal engine 5 remaster
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Pimp Toji who has connections with the yakuza, being the leader. Who owns strip clubs and other businesses.
Pimp Toji who hand-picks which women go to his strip clubs and which goes to the streets. Women from around the world, Asia, Australia, the USA, the UK, etc.
Pimp Toji who met you when he was doing just that, and unlike the others who openly check him out or refuse to look at him. No, you stare ahead looking unfazed by the knowledge of being sold.
Pimp Toji for the first time in a while, was intrigued. He ordered his assistant to escort you to his bedroom so he could deal with you later when he wasn't busy.
Pimp Toji who barely treated you like an employee, Nah he treated you practically like a queen. his queen. All you had to do was stay by his side, no matter what that Intelled, Rather it was to check how his clubs were going, making deals with other pimps, or simply during yakuza meetings for the next hoist and whatever crime they were going to do. Just sit on his lap or hold onto his arm like a good girl for Daddy.
Pimp Toji who lets you get anything you like, want to get jewelry and new clothes? here's my card doll buy yourself something pretty. Want to get some more lingerie and sex toys? Get something Daddy will like too. Anything and everything you want is yours if you ask nicely. But don't mistake him as a pushover, that is one of the worst things you could do, he'll show you, that he's still the boss and you're his. Which always end with you unable to walk nor sit for at least two days.
Dirty vision will be posted sometime later.
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nhoirr · 5 months
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IM A BIG BOY NOW — ! Dazai Osamu. ✘ reader
!! Mentions of death , (reader is a year older than him.)
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PM!.Dazai Osamu was infamous during his Mafia days, but even he — was still a child.
To you, atleast; The oh-so notorious Demon Prodigy — they called was but a child in your hold, cradling him to your embrace when you soothe his wounds. Once suddenly turned into a regular occurrence, frequent visits and daily check-ups — you had a hint of growing suspicion that he was doing it on purpose, the growing wounds he had. But who were you to ask the man? For you were nothing but a nurse, this was nothing but a job in this line of work.
Oh, but to the man — Dazai Osamu, thought you were nothing less than an angel, pure bird who was caged within this dark world. Beneath the grassy plains where the sun could not reach, it felt like you — an angel from above, was not supposed to be in this cruel place; much so comparable to hell, when you belonged to the heavens above.
BUT THE INFAMOUS DEMON PRODIGY DID NOT COMPLAIN, FOR HE FOUND SOLACE WITHIN YOUR COMPANY — to the wings that nestled him close, akin to a mother bird protecting it's children from the world birthed his greed, the sin of desiring to possess something he couldn't have.
You gave the man the company he longed, the affections he never knew he began to crave long since your first meet — you were growing on him, more faster than he could count the days on his fingers. More so, he realized when he always seemed to seek you after a long day; It was then he realized that you were now closer to his heart than he could ever imagine, opening the doors to reveal all the weak parts through every cut and every wound — It came to the point that his blood, his every bleeding was for you. His home, his solace, the remedy to his pain.. and the love of his life.
PM!.Dazai Osamu had always dropped the signs, through measly symbolizations of his attachment to you — minor gifts and trinkets that meant his love, like a color of a rose that would represent an indirect professions of his growing affection for you, pure and untainted love — white roses he'd gift to you.
But nothing ever got through your thick skull, much to his frustration, to the point he almost — almost confessed it all to you out of annoyance from the long wait. However, the Demon Prodigy was no prodigy for no reason, he was no fool. He knew those eyes of yours that held warmth, beneath them lied nothing more than just kindness; Clearly different from his that burned for you like a blazing flame, his was love. While yours were nothing but tenderness, nothing more and nothing less than an expression you'd give when you gaze fondly at a CHILD.
BUT — The man longed for you like the sun, providing him the strength he needed, and the weakness he never asked for. Perhaps that was the reason why it started to burn him, the desire; GREED — burnt his fingertips the moment he begins to come too close, the warmth of your presence he began to have too much of — like a moth to a flame, but he lets himself turn into ashes, if it were for you; that was his weakness. (He always wished to die, if he were to die by your hands, it didn't seem like a bad idea at all for him.)
BUT OLD HABITS DIE HARD, for Dazai Osamu was born in the dark. To work amongst the darkest nights, tainted hands drenched in the blood of his foes — the highest sin to be committed, taking the life of another; a sin he could never turn from, but a burden he will carry till the end of his life. That is why, he could never be in the gaze of the sun, bathing within its light.
And perhaps that is why he one day disappears from your life, as fast as he came. You longed for him, for the memory of every time he'd gift you a flower to his visits — the moment when the roses once displayed within your humble office shed a petal for every passing day; innocent wonder to when he'd visit again, a sign of hope.. was nothing but NAIVETY. It was but a fleeting moment, the feelings of adoration was. Once beginning to show signs of rot, no longer seeing worth of getting another rose if it wasn't from him — Perhaps if time meant it, you could've reciprocated his feelings the same.
Oh, but you fell too late.
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ADA!.Dazai Osamu never forgot the time when the sun graced him of it's light — Not once. The memory imprinted in his mind like a symbol of his faithful devotion to you; He may have left the comfort of your embrace, but that would never hinder the love of your humble abode. The warmth you bring was never the same as the sun, after all.
But yes, like the prodigal son who journeys back to his roots — you will forever be the home he returns to. After all, OLD HABITS DIE HARD FOR THE OSAMU DAZAI.
So he comes back — its late at night and the sun is setting from the horizon when he knocks at your front door.
Theres a nervous sweat forming in his hands, from the way he grips the bouquet of roses in his fingertips that were beginning to turn white. He thinks for a moment if the timing was right, because there was no response from the other side.
But all his worries set aside the moment the door opens and he gets a whiff of that scent he missed long ago, the warmth that seeps into his veins mixing with his senses of his every breath — yes, the scent of home.
"Osamu?"—Your voice breaks him from his captivation; but instead, he feels his knees buckle the moment he meets your gaze — his heart stops beating for a moment, its getting hard to breathe as if you've got him on chokehold. It gives him everything to respond.
"Y/N," He whispers your name in breath — like he could finally breathe again, as if the name held so much weight in his heart. Carrying it for so long until it found it's owner once again — you.
You steal his words from his mouth before he could even speak, "Its been so long, you've grown taller." He notes that you looked—"Beautiful," He mutters it out his thoughts, but theres no shame in his expression. Oh, but in fact, he welcomes it as a start to the conversation, "—and you've become so beautiful, haven't you? Belladonna." He continues, offering you the bouquet in his hands and this time, you're the one speechless. (;;the wilted roses did seem to need a new replacement, perhaps a chance to let the seeds of love to grow too — this time.)
He takes your reaction as a sign when he begins to lean over, towering your smaller form with a smug expression. "DONT YOU THINK IM A BIG BOY NOW?"—And it seemed he never lost his silver tongue.
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Content written by nhoirr ! Dont copy please. <3 Reblogs are greatly appreciated !!
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roki-roki-roll · 4 days
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I miss them every single day
Based on that one meme
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socra--tease · 4 months
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Thinking about how the show has been appropriately modernized thus far and how kids don’t really print pictures out very often these days, so I’m going on record now that I will accept Percy having set the picture of Annabeth (arms crossed, expression proud as if she designed the Lincoln Memorial herself) as his Chromebook/school laptop background and that’s what Matt Sloan and his laistrygonian cronies see and roast Percy for… then they can’t tear the photo and make spitballs out of it, but I’d rather have this than nothing 🙏
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hellyeahsickaf · 4 months
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Be careful with adrenal supplements it turns out that shit makes you produce adrenaline and my ass got paranoid that I had mad cow disease (I'm a vegetarian) and I almost threw up realizing a bear could fit through my window if he wanted (I live in a major city)
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I just thought about the irony that Izana made the 9th BD harass Kazutora, what lead to Tora seeing Mikey as his savior, what lead to wanting to steal a bike and accidentally killing Shinichiro. What made Izana be depressed as fuck.
Circle of trauma? Butterfly effect? A really fuck up curse with a lot of not-at-all-funny twist? 🤔
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dailylaurajane · 1 month
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“laurajanegrace — What if this whole time we were actually undercover cops?? Alright, alright, I know the joke isn’t funny — Just making a music video, okay????”
IM NOT A COP MUSIC VIDEO WITH PARIS!!!!!!!
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starjunkyard · 1 month
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"Im not even sure anymore if we get to choose who our friends are" There is a part of me that resents you for making me a worse person than i want to be but i am inexplicably uncontrollably drawn to you. You make me a worse person which is the last thing i want yet i want you in every way. If i could leave i would. Maybe i can but i dont want to. I have fun with you. You challenge me and you captivate me and you push me and pull and run circles around me and it makes me feel like a younger man. For the price of being a worse person i get to feel truly, wholly alive. You are the blood that runs through my veins; vital, inseparable. I was reborn when i met you and you are the womb that haunts me. You are the one person on planet earth who knows me. I wish i could leave, move on and be the man im supposed to be but my heart is tied to yours in a gordian knot. There is a part of my soul that rests in yours, magnetic. For as long as i love you i cannot be better than i am. But maybe thats something i can learn to live with. Gregory House-- I think you're worth it.
#house md#james wilson#gregory house#hilson#johan being crazy about yaoi md#johan's mindpalace#Im crazy#like im tearing up#this scene is so romantic it genuinely makes me nauseous#the lowlight setting the lingering stares the soft little smile a dam thats finally broken#I need a 12 gauge bullet in the thigh#Please watch this scene screencaps do not do it near enough justice#do you know whats so genuinely actually sickening#its been months since i finished house md#and i have not watched a single show that has managed to fill even a quarter of the gaping bleeding hilson shaped hole in my heart#shows that have actual gay people actual representation and not a single one has managed to alter my brain chemistry the way hilson has#since day 1 episode 1#Like its actually nauseating a little its so over for me for the rest of my life#Like im actually never recovering#people say “they dont make xyz like they used to haha” But Guys they Genuinely dont#Im going through withdrawls#I need my yaoi cocaine so bad but my plug died 12 years ago and i cant fucking Move#House md capital of fatphobia homophobia transphobia early 2000s edgy humour outshining modern shows with actual rep like im sick#Its not even because i want to like i feel like there are worms in my brain. I feel like ratatoullie if the rat was evil#This is not what the stonewall riots were for#I feel like so nausous why couldnt i be crazy about an actual gay pairing like a normal gay person. Im gonna throwup#Why couldnt i like music and girls#Its not even that house md is objectively logically better than these shows like no. Im just crazy#Im so sick they make me so sick i feel like there are worms in my head. My head#Dont know when i will ever be onorlmal again. Sorr
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blackthornish · 5 days
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I was thinking about the evolution of Cassie's writing after watching a video that addressed love triangles, remembering the whole Simon-Clary-Jace, Jem-Tessa-Will and Kieran-Mark-Cristina thing, and how slowly Cassie was increasing her insertion of queerness into her stories over the years and I just forgot about TLH. The triangle in this trilogy was constructed in such a different way that I literally forgot there was a love triangle... especially because I never interpreted Matthew-Cordelia-James as a triangle per se, since Matthew didn't seem like a viable option in any of the books. Hm.
TMI's triangle has a bit of subtext - that scene with homoerotic tones of Simon drinking Jace's blood, more specifically -, while TID's has a very strong subtext, with the deep parabatai bond between the boys, and the Tessa dating both of them, the queerness still is in the subtext. Meanwhile, the TDA triangle goes further, becoming polyamory in which all sides touch and relate to each other. It's interesting to see the way Cassie inserted queerness into her books with the love triangles and became more comfortable writing in text properly in TDA.
Which makes sense: TLH's love triangle never felt like one to me, since I couldn't see any homoerotic subtext between Matthew and James.
(remembering that I am writing based on my interpretation of the characters' romantic relationships).
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Fic idea????
Would anyone be interested in reading a short fic about Destiel? It would be about 10 or so chapters long with an epilogue. There would be no posting schedule what so ever though I apologise I am very inconsent withhow I post shit. I got bored and thought of the concept and wanted your opinions. Also, I have planing this rather than doing my final oops, so take it as you will
Summary: Dean Winchester and Castiel, the fallen angel, face an unprecedented threat when an ancient celestial entity, known as the Seraphim, awakens with plans to reshape Heaven and Earth. As alliances are tested and new enemies emerge, Dean and Castiel must navigate a world where the lines between good and evil blur, uncovering deep secrets about Castiel's past and the true origins of Heaven itself.
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On his failing social media site, ManChildTrump has confessed to fomenting the January 6th insurrection, and admitted he would do it again.
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Only made it to season 11 before I had to log off for mental health stuff, just finished season 12. No one decided to..I don't know.. warn me?
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idaaadivock · 2 months
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not to talk about dune on main but like. lisan al-gaib became an instant meme in the theater i was at. like great acting amazing music (thank you hans zimmer you're a real one) phenomenal photography and setting and fight choreography
but stilgar's LISAN AL-GAIB in every circumstance possible was so funny it made the whole theater erupt into laughter directly after the fight with feyd-rautha which is supposed to be like. poignant ig and powerful and an overall vibe
y'all hit the wrong vibe besties 😭😭
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