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pinazee · 10 months
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I support Jim Kirk being everyones manic pixie dream girl
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so-very-small · 7 months
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(tw for violence/death in this post; it’s about horror movies but g/t)
im in my Horror Movie era and like. i keep thinking how terrifying would a g/t horror movie be. a tiny protagonist in an oversized world could be so so scary. bugs, animals, unaware humans, even things just like struggling to get consistent meals or finding somewhere genuinely safe enough to rest. you could go psychological thriller about a recently shrunk person struggling to cope. you could have a slasher flick where the slasher is just an unaware giant.
i want Midsommar but it’s a borrower joining a fairy cult. i want Saw where it’s a borrower making traps for humans because they just hate giants. i want Hereditary with the added struggle of a mixed size family dynamic. i want whatever batshit original concepts A24 could do with a g/t dynamic
anyways i think there’s a huge potential for size horror and man. a movie like that would terrify me
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wasabijean · 7 months
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hey osmosis jonesers you can read it here
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choctalksalot · 2 months
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disco eliveblogging: part 1
got out of my seat and pointed at the screen as soon as he appeared
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the-irken-pony · 11 months
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PuffballsUnited answered your question. How do you feel about it?
WAIT HE DID FUCKING WHAT
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uncaught-coolfish · 1 year
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i hate. HATE when any sort of portrayal of trauma and how it affects (fictional characters in this case) that isn’t “awww look how meek and shy and cute and infantilized they are uwu!!” is swept aside for not being “palatable.” and yes, this is about fucking ruby i am still so sick of it
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littleoceanbabe · 6 months
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IM GETTING REAL SICK OF THESE UTTERLY DEVASTATING SEASON TWO ENDINGS YALL!! GETTING REAL SICK AND TIRED OF IT!!!!!
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seventhgod · 4 days
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guess who’s getting t
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no golden core only golden oriole
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ind1c0lite · 1 year
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I GOT ACCEPTED INTO COLLEGE!!!!!
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mspaint-flower · 8 months
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hi it's the uh. telepathic propaganda anon. went on a nurse robot type t rabbit hole and apparently she uh. has asmr videos?
https://youtu.be/aI3ubfIgaQk?si=I3o3t0AgRxk_fE_j
https://youtu.be/cDIuaV6V7go?si=2oZVhk16gftbJyc3
https://youtu.be/LevBYbWRLS4?si=uF2sgswRMCQ4MycZ
these are the ones that i found. dunno just thought it'd be interesting
HGELP IKM FUCKNG CRY)NG
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dbphantom · 5 months
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I can only dream of seeing a fraction of the discourse that happens on OP tumblr
#Maybe when punk records goes global#Seriously tho imagine all the Strawhat Luffy callout posts#'can't believe Luffy would become an emperor I thought he hated the WG like the rest of us#| please say sike'#'friendly reminder that u can support the revolutionaries without supporting M*nk*y D. L*ffy 🥰'#'Strawhat released thousands of bloodthirsty criminals from prison. If u support him u support their crimes. Fleet members dni 😒'#'he brought Jimbe a previous member of the sun pirates into his crew. U KNOW WHO ELSE WAS AN EX-MEMBER OF THE SUN PIRATES?#| AND LETS NOT FORGET JIMBE WAS A WARLORD. CROCODILE AND DOFLAMINGO WERE ALSO PART OF THAT SYSTEM#|| you guys are seriously saying Strawhat Luffy- the guy who declared war on the world government- supports the warlord system?#||| they're literally pirates who then aligned with the WG. Remember Kuma?? If Strawhat wanted he totally could#|||| they killed his brother?????????????#||||| also Jimbe left + got arrested when they decided to KILL ROGER'S SON#|||||| Roger's son is Luffy's brother? Great so he's also the son of the guy who caused all of these pirates?#||||||| holy shit dude.'#'see a lot of str*wh*t support on this site but they're also pirates. how many of you have been hurt by pirates? they're all scum#it's super hypocritical to support them and condemn the rest. ur either for pirates or against them you literally can't pick and choose.#marines should reblog this. pirates and pirate supporters DNI'#'alright guys I've done a lot of thinking and this is why I'm finally renouncing the Strawhat pirates... [readmore]#SIKE LOL EAT SHIT I LOVE THESE CRIMINALS AND THEIR WANTON VIOLENCE FUCK THE WORLD GOVERNMENT LONG LIVE THE FUTURE KING!!!!!!!'#cruddy rambles#I'm just having fun lol#Wait I could make one of those 'tumblr in the [blank] world' posts but for OP... I totally should XD
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rexxdjarin · 2 years
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i HAD to go anon for this it’s been stuck in my head for days mean dom Cody who doesn’t let you distract him while he does reports but does let you grind yourself on his boot but only if you’re quiet, and he makes fun of you, mocks you for a bit before going back to ignoring you and you’re so close but it’s not enough and he’s not paying attention to you anyway but the second you reach down and take your hands from where they’re clawing at his thighs he grabs your jaw and makes you stop and look at him “on my boot or not at all”
I’M—
oh my god Mean Dom!Cody are you kidding me I’m a mess I’m obsessed ok ok I’m doing this😮‍💨
this is dis g u s TENG filth
Stars he looks so good. Better than you ever remembered.
He’d only been gone a week. Just on a relief supply drop mission with his General and the 212th. But coincidentally it was also a week where you were overworked, exhausted and pent up beyond belief. When you showed up to his room today you expected him to provide you with the same tantalizing, almost brutal relief he usually did when he returned from missions.
No. Not this time.
He was just as overworked, tired and stressed as you were. Probably even more so. And he was way behind on paperwork. The barracks on Coruscant were sweltering hot this time of year, which forced him to remove the top layer of his plastoid uniform.
This left him in only the tightly woven fabric of his black undersuit which stretched over the width of his chest. The muscles rippling, bulging and strong…he looked absolutely obscene.
Fuck you needed him. You need him badly.
“Cody…” Your words lilted, alluring and coated with lust so thick there’s no way he didn’t notice.
“You know the rules, mesh’la. No distractions while I’m writing reports.” He scolded, lifting an eyebrow at you, as his eyes peaked over his data pad at you already fully undressed before him.
“But Cody, cmon I…” you whine, gripping onto his tensed bicep and tugging softly, rolling your completely bare hips into him. Even just a little teasing and begging would have to work. It has to.
“I said no. Not. Yet. Little one.” He said through gritted teeth, “You’ll just have to sit here and wait.” The slightest hint of a coy smirk drawing across his lips.
Yet he neglected to provide you with any actual chairs. Which knowing him was probably on purpose. He stood in front of his desk, tall, stern, brooding and handsome and fuck you were desperate.
You knelt down to sit at his feet, the freshly shined plastoid of his bright white boots clean enough to see your reflection. An end of mission ritual of his. But he didn’t even look at you, his eyes still glued to the datapad screen. You whimpered trying anything you could for even just a bit of acknowledgement.
Still nothing. No movement. Just his gloved fingers tapping away on the data pad. The goddamn thing.
You whined louder, huffing impatiently as you inched yourself closer to him, settling the space between your thighs on the top of his boot. The contact of the cool plastoid on your overheated clit sent a searing wave of pleasure down your spine and you yelped softly. You could’ve sworn you felt him move his boot underneath you.
Yet still, he didn’t move to look at you. Touch you. Nothing.
Sitting on some part of him and riding his boot felt good. And if this was all you could get right now, you weren’t going to stop. You fucking couldn’t. You craved him. Whatever part of him could have right now. You jerk your hips forward, gingerly rocking your clit against him and feeling the pressure building more and more. You know well enough by now that if Cody isn’t permitting you to make noise then you best be fucking quiet.
You move to wrap your hands around his thigh, gripping him tightly to chase the delightful burn you were feeling riding his actual fucking boot. But stars above it felt so good. You were counteracting the painful ache in your core and sending jolts of pleasure radiating through all your limbs. You needed this and you didn’t care how needy it made you.
You couldn’t keep the moans and whimpers in though. The sounds of a frenzied, yearning little thing like you couldn’t be ignored by him for long.
He finally moved his datapad just so, peeking down at you rocking yourself against him over and over again. He tutted softly, reflecting your pout with his own pitying one and mocking your whimpers softly.
“Such a needy little thing, aren’t you? Such a desperate little slut for me that this feels good.” He laughed darkly, tipping your chin up so he could see the pained expression of lust filled need glazing over your eyes. “You just can’t help yourself. Won’t even wait like I asked. It’s not like you to misbehave…to disobey me.” He narrowed his eyes, letting out a frustrated exhale and removing his hands from your face. Much to your dismay.
He shook his head and went back to his report, ignoring you again.
You groan in frustration and look away from him, clearly not getting anything more from him than this. You weren’t in the mood for being tormented, which was naturally why he did it. Nothing was ever on your terms. That wasn’t how this worked.
The tension biting at your insides pulled tighter, each twist of your hips stroking the bundle of nerves more salaciously. More satisfying. You claw at the armor on his thigh and grip onto it for dear life as you sped up your ministrations.
“Cody…please…” You beg quietly, squeezing your eyes shut as the high you craved continued to elude you. The peak of pleasure somehow moving further and further from you the faster you chased after it. You needed him so badly it hurt and he wasn’t doing anything to help you. This was a special kind of torture and not the kind of welcome you’d come to expect from him.
This was a test of your will power. Of your ability to follow his rules. And you failed. Miserably. You couldn’t fucking help it. You’re not that strong. Not after the shit week you had.
But the idea of failing him made you feel worse. Maybe you didn’t deserve it after all. Maybe he was sick of you and your desperate bratty whining. Maybe you should just stop altogether and wait like he instructed.
Or maybe you’ll just use your hands to soothe the ache until he’s ready for you. Yeah. That could work. It’s not like he’s paying you any attention anyway…
You lift your hands off his thighs and slow your thrusts to a halt, moving to run your hands delicately over your clit like you needed to.
Suddenly, his hand is clamped around your jaw, the other grasping the wrist of the hand you were just about to make use of. He forced your face to turn up to his, glaring down at you with a heavy scowl. His eyes were wild, pupils darkened and blown wider than you’d seen in a long time. He was huffing in anger, beads of sweat forming on the bridge of his nose.
“Did I tell you to stop? Since you’ve already made a mess on my nice clean boots, you’ll cum only on my boot or not at all, little brat.” He growled, the threatening tone to his voice sending a surge of warmth dripping down your thighs all over again. “And then, my naughty cyar’ika, maybe I’ll think about what to do with you after I’m done with my reports.”
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dracolizardlars · 6 months
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...I just pulled a t shirt out of my drawer and a brown object tumbled out onto the carpet. I picked it up. It was a snail.
A juvenile Giant African Land Snail, not an albino, just a standard one with a brown shell and a grey body.
...Her name is Dora. I raised her from a day old hatchling. I cried when I got back from a week long holiday, three weeks ago, and she was gone.
I think she's still alive.
Holy fucking shit.
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janitorjuliann · 7 months
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no one:
me re-listening to the finale of taz balance even though I've heard it seven times before:
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