after boards list
to read:
- essays on love alain de botton (hi simran)
- finish jnto the woods omg
- finish against interpretation
to watch:
- entire saw franchise again
- hannibal s3
- falsettos again
- yjhd
- THE BARBIE MOVIE I STILL HAVENT WATCHED THAT FUCK YOU ICSE BOARDS
- 10 tjings
- my best friends wedding
to do:
- sleep for 14 hours
- eat sushi for the first time
- write a letter to everyone I can
- exercise?????????????????????????
- take the first photo of me and my best friend took a photo same place same time every year for 10 years
- talk to people about my f*t*re
- go to a poetry open mic
Please tell me stuff I should add on the reading and watch list anything you think I would like!!!!!! Also with bollywoof movies I shoukd watch I never watch bollywood movies I need to catch up !!!!!!!!!!
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Tornadus lunged across Coronet Mountain with a howling gale, rushing about as the snowstorm followed him suit and raged on. He rushed across the rocks and springs, watching the Gligars and Yanmas caught in his terrible game struggle against the winds throwing them around.
But where were the humans? He knew there were humans on Mount Coronet, at least two of them. Where were they?
He flew up and down and up and down and up and down the mountain without rest, with the innocent swiftness with which his vitriolic friend would leap between avalanches before it got sealed away; but he could not find either of them, and it greatly perplexed him.
He did not check the caves, because humans did not leave in caves anymore - which was exactly what Melli had first complained at the idea of waiting for the storm to quiet down inside of one.
But now he was sleeping soundly completely sheltered from the fierce winds, with his long arms wrapped around Skuntank protectively and several of Sneasler's little cousins and siblings all curled up or lunging on him, and he was definiely warm enough as he didn't even tremble at all. So Ingo, satisfied, settled down next to him with his back to the Diamond warden, allowed himself to yawn loudly, and curled around his Lady, her cubs immediately rushing to snuggle up to him as soon as he started getting comfortable; and like that they all slept, cuddled and cozy and safe from Tornadus's freezing game, in a closed circle full of little soft menaces.
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Ramble (again 💀)
MY FAV YOUTUBER LAUNCHED A NEW VIDEO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She does otoge-review btw. (And otoge is usually something i can’t care less about cuz i’m not interested in “love” and sentimental stuffs in general 😗. Funny how i’m currently into DL - an otoge; tho, came for the complex psychology of the characters and to see how messed up & broken people are portrayed in fictional world. Teehee.)
Back to the lovely youtuber, first of all the categories in her vids are well-divided (Main theme of the game, the illustrator, soundtracks, the love interests, their V.A.s, main plots of the routes, ect…). I can tell that her research process was not perfunctory at all (plot analysis is detailed and logical, she’s able to point out both mainstream problems and personal problems of the character, how the chemistry between LIs and FL makes senses; in case they don’t, she’ll bring up theories [for example, Stolkholm syndrome] to “rationalize” the relationship [ahaha, at that point people would already been able to tell that there’s a problem with how the chemistry develops.] She does have her own, subjective opinion, along with her own favourite chara, but she doesn’t make that her entire conclusion about the route or the game [I like.]. Keeps everything objective, logical. Which makes her the perfect critic for me 👍 Till now there’s only two people who can do this. Others are only on “berating” level. [i forgot to mention her senses of humor! The sarcastic tone adds up the flavor. Fuck “nature sounds that will help you sleep” this is the only thing that can make me relax.] She made everyone be interested in the things she talks, just like how i have never been an otoge lover but still be here playing her reviews on loop. I’m looking forward to her next one, tho this might take months… even years.)
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imagine bruce catching you humping a batman plushie <3
dick comes home one day with a massive box filled with superhero merch, the rest of the family emptying it out quickly, sporting their favorite heroes memorabilia.
at first, bruce doesn't think much of it. he thinks it's cute that they want to show their support, showing love to the people they grew up to be inspired by. that is up until he realizes none of them at all have anything that is remotely dedicated to batman whatsoever.
dick and his stupid superman hoodie, jason with wonderwoman joggers, duke with flash shoes, barbara with dinah's band on a t-shirt, stephanie with a damn green arrow cup. seriously? green arrow?
it makes him grumpier than usual, highkey lowkey insecure because while he is gothams beloved hero, he isn't their hero. he doesn't acknowledge his family besides a grunt here or a shrug there, going nonverbal and isolating himself because he's jealous of the other members of the justice league and is too much of a hard ass to admit it.
so he decides to go to the only person he feels that he can confide in without judgment. you. bruce had been away from you for way too long, even avoiding you because he felt that his reaction was childish, and it really wasn't the big deal he was making it out to be.
so after a couple of days of him wallowing in his self-pity, he goes up to your room after patrol, knowing you usually stood up until late hours of the night waiting for the families return, even though he specifically told you not to.
he isn't aware of what you're doing on the other side of the door, wearing one of bruce's old sweatshirts that his scent still lingered on, and a pair of batman panties that you bought discreetly, before dick had even brought all the other superhero merch to the manor.
you're grinding your precious cunt on the face of a batman plushie that you did take from the box, whimpering mindless babbles of how much you missed bruce, how much you needed him.
you don't notice him opening your bedroom door, completely oblivious that he's staring at you slack-jawed, his cock twitching in excitement in his suit. bruce's eyes follow the curve of your ass that looked so perfect, covered in batman logos all over it. then catching the pointy bat-ears that stuck out from underneath you, moving in cadence with the rock of your hips.
oh. so this is what you do when he's not there.
he guesses that you must've been doing this for a while now, because your back is arching and your movements become increasingly sloppy, toes curling and making a mess of the plush beneath you. he curses to himself a bit in a small whisper, palming the buldge in his pants that was begging to be released.
"that's it, princess. make yourself cum,"
the sound of his voice makes you jump, whining in surprise. you get all flustered, embarrassment replacing how horny you were, almost. batting your lashes at him, you're unsure if you should continue, but bruce tuts in disapproval, urging you to keep going.
"did i tell you to stop?"
you waste no more time, not wanting to annoy him in case he decided to make you get off without his help. it doesn't take long at all, your clit swollen and sensitive from repeatedly rubbing it on the poor stufie, the friction quickly sending you over the edge. you bend over, both because your legs are weak and tired out and to give bruce a better view of your desperation.
your panties stick to your pussy because they're so soaked, outlining the pretty folds of it, your cunt fluttering around nothing. bruce pulls at your underwear, the fabric lifting and going between your tiny seam, your labia wet and exposed for him. the action emits a small moan from you, gently swaying your ass in front of him, hoping to entice him enough to fuck you. which it does.
he squeezes one of your asscheeks with a large hand, grabbing the batman plushie from underneath you and inspecting it. it's damp, the smell of your arousal filling his nostrils. he has to resist licking your slick off of it, but he doesn't see the point in doing so when he has the real thing right in front of him.
so he tosses it to the side, grabbing and flipping you over so you're straddling his chest. his calloused hands grope at your thighs, pulling you a little closer to his mouth.
"if you wanted to ride my face, all you had to do was ask, sweetheart."
you never been more grateful in your life for being a greedy little slut than you are now.
a/n: yes this was inspired by that one webtoon :p
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