you have made me a convert to ‘99 jamesianity. i consider it a religion of which i am an evangelical
this all stems from gee (@superi0rityc0mplex) she is the leader of the 99' james cult. i have merely converted after reading the stuff she puts out about him.
idk what it is
idk what about him elicits such a visceral reaction
but whatever it is, i can't get rid of it.
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Pick a blorbo vibe!
In the Forsaken AU, Zelda and Gerudo Link are conspiring how to get Mystery Link to reappear after vanishing in the Lost Woods (Zel: Ok, so what we need is a damsel in distress--you'll do just nicely // Gan: I AM NOT PRETENDING TO BE A DAMSEL). They're whispering heatedly in Zelda's fancy royal tent (that Gerudo Link has to assemble for her) just outside the Lost Woods.
In Breath of the Sky, Cloud and Zel are slowly making their way over to the picnic that Princess and Champion set up for everyone. Champ is nervously eating all the food. Mipha is hovering in the distance hoping everything is ok. It's sunny and warm and pleasant outside, at least, despite all the drama.
In the Imprisoning War Era, Hemisi and Link snuck out of the castle while he's still sick because Link wants to spend time with Hemisi and she 100% plans to kidnap him to the desert (or at least to the Gerudo designated quarters so he can be taken care of until he gets better). Ganondorf is exasperated. Impa is too. Hemisi and Link look like drowned cats because it's pouring outside and they definitely were not crawling across the walls and roof of the castle haha nope!
In the Wild Spirit AU, Abel, Link, and Lyra are getting ready to fight Calamity Ganon. Abel hears his boy's voice again for hte first time, but there's a giant malice monster to deal with, worry about that later, Abel! The castle is dark and ominous and cold, it's starting to storm outside, it's time to get to business!
In a Hyrule fresh from the Calamity, Abel and Tilieth are starting to make plans for the next part of their journey. Abel definitely keeps waking Link up simply because he can, because he needs to after going to Blatchery Plain, and Til has to eventually get on his case about letting their poor son sleep. It's daybreak in Kakariko, it's time to hit the road again.
In Zora's Domain, a little four-year-old is about to explore the great world around him and his father will absolutely have a heart attack over it. But Link's ready to have an adventure!
In the Dad Squad, the dads are having an intense game of rummy and literally nobody can get the rules right. Abel's pretty sure Rusl's cheating, Rusl can't be cheating because Abel's playing it wrong, and Fierce just wings it while also wondering what the purpose of this entire ordeal is (this doesn't seem very conducive to strategy building, but perhaps it's for little immature mortal minds and the adults just do it to keep up the skills they learned as boys).
In LU in Healthcare, Sky's napping and therefore misses Wind frantically texting him about Warriors, but the rain is so gentle on the roof, the forest is quiet, and he's exhausted. Time, however, gets the messages before going into surgery, and soon it'll be time to pick up the pieces.
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Take the advice you give all of us and be kind to yourself, remember you are only one person and that you started this journey to have fun! Don’t stress, those of us who see how amazing you are will be here when you’re ready to post whatever fantastic tale you’ve conjured up. In your own time my love!
I'll be kind to myself when I'm dead
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Post 7 Comfort Movies and tag 7 People
tagged by the beautiful @moorishflower (captain, it's an honor 🫡)
1. The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
2. Mulan
3. The Lion King
4. The Princess Bride
5. Spirited Away
6. The Conjuring
7. The Labyrinth
what an assortment.. anywhooo, I'm gonna tag @watermelon-mafia @just-j-really @sakanauosakana @softest-punk @honeyteacakes @rooftopwreck aaand @pacospandora 💕💕✨
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@witchcraftandburialdirt Asked
The black abyss above them should have shielded them from watchful eyes, the dead of night threatened all those who dared to cross into the forest - and deep within it they lied. But that shroud was peeled back when ribbons of silver moonlight stretched across the couple's form, Tarhos' large form comfortably laid on the wooden frame of the lake and atop him, his belloved spouse; Haruko. The kitsune rolled his hips feverishly across his lover's body, claws grasping at Tarhos' strong forearms in a desperate attempt to balance himself against his own pleasure. Haruko's tails thrashed about and lifted his curls like a web before they bounced down to blanket the wolf's legs. His full lips, bruised and puffed from countless kisses, curled upwards to reveal tiers of ivory, their parting calling forth a sloppy moan from the kitsune.
A particular tilt of his hips brought Haruko to a halt, the bolt of pleasure so wild within him that it sparked every nerve to life as he sank lower and lower. The fox felt as though his lover was going to rip him in two with how deep he was, and his hands fluttered low, fingers dancing upon Tarhos. Haruko breathed out a moan as he lifted his lover's hands up to hold his lithe waist, as if encouraging him to try and feel how deep he was. A few more harsh thrusts of his hips and he pushed down, only to gasp when he felt Tarhos bottom out inside of him; the slick slap causing his ears to perk fully before folding in embarrassment, and his eyes to roll back into his skull. His tongue wet over his bottom lip, jaw dropping to cry whinily into the night - the moon a perfect halo for his lustful prayer.
He swirled his hips once more, the motion speckling his vision with stars and dots of pleasure - quickly replaced with a shameful blush at how slicked the space between them was. Once again he had gotten far too excited far too quickly and spent himself out … it did seem to be a common occurrence, although with how greedy the fox was it wasn't unexpected. The clouds shadowed the moon once more, the shift of pitch black eyes to a sapphire's glow with regarded Tarhos with need and arousal. "P-please love … t-take me?" - monster verse
The forest was always it's quietest when night had fallen and Hypnos kissed the land with dreams, but... Tarhos was nocturnal by nature. He lived by the light of the moon and grew to love her soft embrace, but this image before him was far better than anything to be seen in the daylight. How the fox's tails curled so hypnotically and his soft cries that made his ears stand at attention. He could drown in this image forever. The wolf's large hands trailed up to rest on his thighs never pushing him further than he wanted only admiring how small he looked in his grip and then to the wet fur between them.
"Does it feel that good love?" His voice came out like a rumbling gruff, something as ancient as the wilds themselves unable to help the way his jaws hung open as he panted. That maw full of teeth and yet he seemed so patient letting his hands be guided to his husband's waist pressing against his abdomen as if he were really trying to feel himself through his skin. Truthfully there was some primal part of his mind that wanted to only spurred on by the fox's needy words. He started to guide him, letting his head roll back against the reeds as his body shuddered. He felt so fucking good...
Haruko always did. The only person in the world he ever wanted to hold like this, to feel like this. His hips rolled up into him pressing as far as he could go before he risked knotting him too early. He wanted to drink in every little noise he could pull from him and feel his claws dig into his skin for support. The wolf pulled him against his knot again watching the way his husband trembled in his grasp and his needy whine that practically begged him to stop teasing him.
Tarhos adjusted himself pulling the fox down against his chest as he rolled his hips into him, holding him close and doing his damndest to make Haru scream for him. He could feel his claws dig into his arms and the way his body squirmed against his still he guided the fox to turn his head so he could kiss him purring soft words of praise chasing his release like his life depended on it until the final wet slap of their hips locked them together and all he could do was pant.
"Mmm... You okay..? I can carry you home if you don't want to rest here."
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