#the fucking lines in this are stunning

[obstinaterixatrix]

I’m so disappointed I loved the author’s m/m from like the first five minutes but I’m an hour into her f/f and it’s really not tailored to my tastes in the same way. why is the webcomic described entirely in prose. why is it first person. why is the ensemble cast more lackluster. why are we spending so much time with the main character and some guy. why do I have to wait so long for the love interest to actually show up. and why do I always lose.

#or reads #AND LAIKA OF ALL STUDIOS #DON’T GET ME WRONG. AGAIN. THE VISUALS ARE VERY STRONG. #CORALINE? BIG FAVE. PARANORMAN? BIG FAVE. #DID YOU GUYS FORGET THAT PRACTICALLY AN EXCLYSIVELY WHITE CAST WAS HIRED FOR KUB• #REMEMVEE WHEN THEY HAD *GEORGE TAKEI* IN *BOLD LETTERS* IN THE TRAILER AS IF HED HAVE A SIGNIFICANT ROLE #AND GE HD LIKE TWO LINES #ALL OPTICS #WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘STARRIGN’ #HE HAD TEO FUCKING LINES #WHITE STORY WRITTEN BY WHITE WRITERS STARING WHITE PEOPEL #ALL THE MORE EGREGIOUS WITH HOW STUNNING AND WELL DONE THE VISUALS WERE #IVE NEVEE FORGIVEN KUB•!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[slightlytoastedbagel]

actually On Your Feet gave us two good things (well. three if you like Realize which I do). Kohane's "it's frustrating" line and the great crack fic idea of Vivid Bad Squad getting cancelled online for skipping school to yell at The Kotaki Taiga as he was about to go back to America.

#no because. he went there to continue radder's dream yeah? the one about becoming world successful musicians #and they had a record label for a bit. they were definitely going to make it at least somewhat. #so we can assume taiga is at the very least a semi well known musician yeah? #one that someone about to either leave or enter japan might know about. who will see this musician they enjoy #being shouted at by a high school girl in her school uniform about how they will surpass him or something along those lines #with three other kids (in uniform from a different school) standing behind her #and then going onto sekai universe twitter to post about it and the taiga kotaki fans taking it by storm #taiga gets off the plane in america and finds he's trending and it's because people are making fun of a blurry picture of his ex pupil #meanwhile vivid bad squad just don't know because it was contained entirely on twitter and. #be honest can you see any of them having twitter because i can't. an maybe but akito doesn't have time for social media and toya is toya #and kohane is a tumblr girlie if i've ever seen one #however it does give the great concept of someone else seeing it and debating if they should say anything #because mmj definitely has an official account they could have seen it on and also there's ena shinonome and mizuki akiyama #but anyway this also means when they do put on the event to surpass rad weekend (or whatever their goal ends up being) #there will be a crowd of people looking at it and going “isn't that the group of kids that twitter made fun of ages ago?” #and then taiga kotaki stans on sekai universe twitter will be stunned because they did in fact surpass him #if it wasn't for the gcses i would write this but alas. enjoy my weird thoughts #bagel's rambles #project sekai #i am scared to main tag this one but. fuck it we ball

[genderqueerpond]

amyeleven fivenyssa crossover

#the three people who would like to read this get excited and then get disappointed because i never finish anything #but the thing about fivenyssa is that she's his daughter #and it's supremely fucked up #and the thing about amyeleven is that she's his Everything and it's supremely fucked up #and also she's the one who asked the doctor if he's a father and well. she'd get it the second she saw nyssa #i know that line was SUPPOSED to be about susan and susan's hypothetical parents but in my heart it's about nyssa of traken #and the thing about eleven and nyssa is that they'd have extremely deep and intimate conversation about being the last of their kind #she's probably the only person in the universe that he could talk about it truly openly with and it'd be like. #nyssa I'm so sorry i never fully understood you. i couldn't. i do now #and she'd be so SAD about it because she never ever wanted that for him #she never WANTED him to understand her like that because the only way he ever could was to go through the same thing #and nyssa would never consider that price to be worth it #but now she knows it's going to happen and she can never tell her own doctor #and it's devastating devastating but also deeply healing for them both but especially eleven #.... #and the thing about amy & five is that she'd know him. of course she would. she'd Believe he's the doctor and Understand about regeneration #and immediately tell him about the first time she met Her raggedy Doctor and he'd be like. you shouldn't be telling me this but #he'd be stunned and captivated by the amount of love and also possesiveness in her voice and wouldn't be able to bring himself to stop her #and she'd see straight through him and make him feel naked and raw and at the end she'd hug him goodbye and kiss him on the forehead #the way eleven does her because he's a CHILD to amy compared to eleven and he can't hide that #and the thing about eleven and five is that they'd each be deeply ashamed of the other #and finally #the thing about amy and nyssa is that they'd make out sloppy style #..... #............ #voices offscreen: #'i can't believe you called her my daughter and then made out with her' #'yeah and how many times have you made out with my daughter what's your point' #lavender thoughts #dw

[daechwitamv]

read a fic that was so mind blowing i literally dont know what to do with myself rn

#some fic writers are unhinged writing over a million words of intense plot with multiple plot lines and political drama and whatever like #the amount of WORK . the effort needed for research and planning alone and then also write that shit down oh my god #this fic could be a multiple part epic fantasy book series but no this person is uploading it for free and its about fucking atla #im in awe im stunned idk what to do with myself #inspires me to CREATE. #anyways its the Alls Fair series by lovely ellbow leech #im gonna go process now

[amethysttribble]

Next time I’m dealing with an upset kid, I’m going to remember my aunt saying to me, “That fight was the beginning of the end for you and [cousin who a whole airport staff couldn’t unload all my baggage with]” when I was jokingly recounting a spat we had when we were twelve and I called her a ‘motherucking bitch’

Because that flabbergasted me so much I legitimately laughed and I’m still thinking about it.

‘Cause no. Oh my god no. That was the end of the end. That was when I finally said, “I can’t do this anymore.” That was it.

But my aunt couldn’t see that because to her we were just two twelve year olds calling each other names, /oh those two, so ‘close’ (in truth, we were just two girls who were the same age, our moms said we had to be close) but always bickering/ not the continued saga of pain and harassment that had been our shared childhood, twelve years worth, and the moment I was finally old enough to realize, “I should stop trying to be friends and instead never talk to her again.”

‘The beginning of the end’. As if those years when we were younger didn’t count and weren’t informative. They were. As if we didn’t have interiority and a complicated, broken relationship before that. We did. As if it was all petty before we were teenagers. It wasn’t.

It had ended a long time ago.

#this aunt is not the mom of this cousin btw #I just- it stunned me #made me realize that the border line abuse my cousin put me through still has never clicked for my extended family #and I do understand why #it’s cause my cousin had a super fucked up childhood and abusive dad and ill equipped mom to deal with the very obvious mental illness #that my cousin had #but like… she hurt me #yes she was hurting but she hurt me and I was a kid #it wasn’t normal kid fighting it wasn’t #but in order for the adults to try to be kind to and provide stability for my poor fucked up cousin I had to take her lashing out #my dad was really good about telling me I didn’t have to put up with her #and my mom got much better as we got older and it stopped being ‘kid stuff’ and even before she never really punished me #for our fights because she knew who the real problems was #but still #sucks to remember that the thing that actually made my mom wake up about my cousin was the fight she and my sister had In college #not me #(my mom is great this whole thing was just bad) #nothing I have ever said about my cousin has ever been taken as anything more than petty kid stuff apparently #‘oh those two. always fighting’ #god #anyway yeah this childhood experience has in no way informed how I write Curufin and Joffrey haha. ha ha. #Tribble post

[littlebitofrue]

Sleeperfixation; like a hyperfixation, but instead of you being constantly thinking about it, your fixation on the object(s) won't awaken until an occurrence of your fixation happens coincidentally or naturally.

Think of like a sleeper agent hearing their obscure code word or sound. But instead of half consciously murdering people, you instead put yourself in a trance and start gushing or going off about your fixation until you grow tired or something else grabs your attention.

#hyperfixation #sleeperfixation #like for example mine would be foxes #fox in media? OH HELL YEAH HOW COULD I FORGET ABOUT THAT CHARACTER #this was me when the final boss of a recent fangame on a specific route occured #Dont wanna spoil but (certain character) my beloved #oh dont even get me STARTED on the zorua lines #The creatures ever #i wish i was one thatd be fucking cool #Not in a furry way but in a sense that id feel so cool #i get to transform and shit illusion ability is sick #too bad its ass in the games #The scarlet and violet DLC is the only way i can live my dream of going absolutely feral as my favorite mon #oh yeah full disclosure nothing wrong with being a furry btw that title just doesnt suit me #I just have a need to go absolutely feral #only in a sense that i want to wreck shit but legally and also have a need to scream #oh but to be a shiny zoroark #purple is my favorite color and zoroark fucking ROCKS IT #The blue on zorua is stunning as well #i just love mischief #foxes are just so fucking cute and cool #this is not a what does the fox say safe zone tho i will eat you #OH FUCK AND IM NONBINARY ZOROARK WOULD BE THE GENDER CONFORMING SPELL PUT INTO A PHYSICAL BEING AAAAAAAAA #Im such a fuckimg lesbian man i love purple and foxes #I ALSO LITERALLY NAMED MYSELF RUE AFTER THE ZORUA/ZOROARK LINE #well and then some but the secondary reasons are just a coincidence #it really is mainly after those pokemon tho

[sapphire-weapon]

Are we sure his dick is big....? Is this backed up by canon (owo)

u really gonna look me in the face and tell me ada's not a size queen

#so real talk #i only remember exactly two lines of dialogue from separate ways #one of them is ada referring to leon as 'practically a genius' #because i have a very vivid memory of hearing that and choking on and nearly drowning in snapple #because it was so fucking goddamn ridiculous #and the other is after the krauser fight #when ada's standing over him #and she goes #'that's a big *thing* you have there... but i don't like it when men play rough' #because it was SO FUCKING JARRING #and mind you #i was 16 when RE4 OG came out #that was an age at which i went out of my way to make dick jokes #they were the backbone of my sense of humor #but even 16 year old me just sat there with my mouth hanging open at that line #just like #'what the actual fuck' #because it felt SO OOC for ada to say #that it stunned me ngl #but ada is a size queen confirmed ig

[semicoloncore]

honestly young royals s2 was so good... the drama, the intrigue, all the newly revealed gay characters, and  – of course – the unhinged girlbossification of wille

#marcus was annoying but the plot line of having simon explore other options was necessary #felice had such a glow up i didn't care much for her in s1 but this season i really liked her a lot #also her hair looked stunning #fuck august he still deserves no rights #but kudos to his actor i think he does a great job with the character #ALSO loved ayub and rosh this season they're so ride or die for simon i love them #the scene with ayub and simon facetiming and turning off their lights together GFGFDFSKH that was so cute #OH and the cliffhanger of sara calling the police !??KJ@! that has such big plot implications now #anyway yeah good season #a shame we didn't get too see wille and simon just be happy together more but the angst was so good #young royals #young royals spoilers #young royals s2 spoilers

[charlottesweetly]

im so sad my TGWDLM hyperfixation just like faded lmao i have so many fic wips i WANT to finish I jusr !!!! have no motivation bc i can only write for stuff im fixating on apparently

#i am currently hyperfocused on completing LOZ TOTK lmao #HOW DO I GET IT BACK #i dont wanna change my URL either bc char's still my all time fave character #and literally one of my middle names now #also i wish i liked bf/nmt/npmd as much as tgwdlm lol #theyre so good but tgwdlm just crunched my brain differently #probably because paul emma char ted bill and hidgens are all fucking insane even uninfected #and all their flavors of insane just mesh really well together lmao #EVERY SINGLE line of dialogue is amazing every interaction is STUNNING chefs kiss mwah #bf and npmd just didnt do THAT for me #like theyre still great and i love them but!!! #you know????

[verybiasedfootball]

Words aren't enough for me to explain how badly I think of the referring in France-Greece right now.

#euro 2024 #out of the 2 or 3 possible penaltys not one was reviewed through video (even tho one was very obvious to me) #and when a greek player nearly rendered Griezmann blind on the spot he was only given a yellow which is unbelievable to me #BUT THEN #France fucks up their one (1) allowed penalty because the goalkeeper does a stunning save while having one whole foot behind the line #AND THE REFERREE THINKS 'FUCK THAT KYLIAN GETS ANOTHER SHOT' DESPITE THE GREEK GOALKEEPER BEING BEHIND HIS GODDAMN LINE #I want HIM red carded ! #france nt #greece nt #FRA-GRE

[maximoff-swift13]

I'm not responsible for the person I become when the PJO show comes out

#pjo teaser #THIS TEASER ACTUALLY MADE ME REALIZE THIS SHOW IS FUCKING HAPPENING #AAAAHHHHH #WALKER SAID THE LINE #PLS SHOW ME LEAH ANNABETH #I WANNA SEE ARYAN AND HIS LITTLE GOAY LEGS #pjo #pjo show #hoo #percy jackson #ammabeth chase #grover underwood #DIOR LOOKS STUNNING #clarrise la rue #I WON'T BE ABLE TO HANDLE SEEING CHARLIE BE EVIL #luke castellan

[hazardsoflove]

act two made me immensely suicidal

#drink with me Always gets me but like. aughhh after rs verse and enjolras reached out to touch him and r shoved him off (augh) he went to #the other side of the stage and fuckign. gavroche followed behind and r has his back to him but gavroche hugged him anyway i was throwing u #*up. and then r turned around to properly hug gavroche and AUGHHHHHXHEIZKSJXISND IM INSANE THEIR RELATIONSHIP IS SOOO. AND IT GOT WORSE WHEN #GAVROCHE DIED. THE HAND OFF OF HIS BODY FROM ENJ TO R AND THE STUNNED SILENCE OF R THAT CARRIED INTO THE START OF THE BATTLE #AND THAT HIS FIRST INSTINCT WHEN HE DUCKED OUT OF THE LINE OF FIRE WAS TO COVER GAVROCHES BODY EVEN THO HE WAS ALREADY DEAD #AND HE STAYED THERE EVEN AS THE OTHER AMIS STARTED DYING AND. AND #A BODY FELL CLOSE TO HIM AND ENJOLRAS CAME TO CHECK AND GRANTAIRE REACHED FOR HIM AND ENJOLRAS REACHED BACK BUT PULLED AWAY TO GO BACK #TO FIGHTING AND. GRANTAIRE HELD ON AS TIGHT AS HE COULD FOR AS LONG AS HE COULD THAT WHEN ENJ WAS UP THE BARRICADE HIS ARM WAS STILL #OUTSTRETCHED TRYING TO REACH FOR HIM. I WAS THROWING UPPPPP #AND THEN OF COURSE WHEN ENJOLRAS DIES THAT KICKS GRANTAIRE INTO GEAR AND HE STARTS DESPERATELY TRYING TO GET TO HIM AND UP THE BARRICADE #WHERE HE DECLARES HIMSELF A MEMBER WITH HIS BOTTLE RAISED TO BE SHOT DOWN. I WAS SICKKKK HE DID SUCH A WONDERFUL JOB OF PLAYING HIM AND THE #FUCKING MANNERISMS HE DID WHEN HE WAS IN THE BG OF A SCENE. WONDERFUL NO NOTES #good fuckign god. i need to kms #r.txt

[arcadian-vampire]

Inspired by Reckless Battery Burns, I slapped a few lines of one of my poems into an AI text generator and BOY...

#pikaposts #unreality #< tagging bc i know ai generation fucks w some people <3 #anyways i fucking love ai generated art what the fuckk the way some lines of code were fed humanity and learned to replicate it #that shit is just!!!! so damn good #don't get me wrong some of the lines it wrote r kinda garbage where it misunderstood me but other lines. r just stunning

[inkskinned]

the thing about art is that it was always supposed to be about us, about the human-ness of us, the impossible and beautiful reality that we (for centuries) have stood still, transfixed by music. that we can close our eyes and cry about the same book passage; the events of which aren't real and never happened. theatre in shakespeare's time was as real as it is now; we all laugh at the same cue (pursued by bear), separated hundreds of years apart.

three years ago my housemates were jamming outdoors, just messing around with their instruments, mostly just making noise. our neighbors - shy, cautious, a little sheepish - sat down and started playing. i don't really know how it happened; i was somehow in charge of dancing, barefoot and laughing - but i looked up, and our yard was full of people. kids stacked on the shoulders of parents. old couples holding hands. someone had brought sidewalk chalk; our front walk became a riot of color. someone ran in with a flute and played the most astounding solo i've ever heard in my life, upright and wiggling, skipping as she did so. she only paused because the violin player was kicking his heels up and she was laughing too hard to continue.

two weeks ago my friend and i met in the basement of her apartment complex so she could work out a piece of choreography. we have a language barrier - i'm not as good at ASL as i'd like to be (i'm still learning!) so we communicate mostly through the notes app and this strange secret language of dancers - we have the same movement vocabulary. the two of us cracking jokes at each other, giggling. there were kids in the basement too, who had been playing soccer until we took up the far corner of the room. one by one they made their slow way over like feral cats - they laid down, belly-flat against the floor, just watching. my friend and i were not in tutus - we were in slouchy shirts and leggings and socks. nothing fancy. but when i asked the kids would you like to dance too? they were immediately on their feet and spinning. i love when people dance with abandon, the wild and leggy fervor of childhood. i think it is gorgeous.

their adults showed up eventually, and a few of them said hey, let's not bother the nice ladies. but they weren't bothering us, they were just having fun - so. a few of the adults started dancing awkwardly along, and then most of the adults. someone brought down a better sound system. someone opened a watermelon and started handing out slices. it was 8 PM on a tuesday and nothing about that day was particularly special; we might as well party.

one time i hosted a free "paint along party" and about 20 adults worked quietly while i taught them how to paint nessie. one time i taught community dance classes and so many people showed up we had to move the whole thing outside. we used chairs and coatracks to balance. one time i showed up to a random band playing in a random location, and the whole thing got packed so quickly we had to open every door and window in the place.

i don't think i can tell you how much people want to be making art and engaging with art. they want to, desperately. so many people would be stunning artists, but they are lied to and told from a very young age that art only matters if it is planned, purposeful, beautiful. that if you have an idea, you need to be able to express it perfectly. this is not true. you don't get only 1 chance to communicate. you can spend a lifetime trying to display exactly 1 thing you can never quite language. you can just express the "!!??!!!"-ing-ness of being alive; that is something none of us really have a full grasp on creating. and even when we can't make what we want - god, it feels fucking good to try. and even just enjoying other artists - art inherently rewards the act of participating.

i wasn't raised wealthy. whenever i make a post about art, someone inevitably says something along the lines of well some of us aren't that lucky. i am not lucky; i am dedicated. i have a chronic condition, my hands are constantly in pain. i am not neurotypical, nor was i raised safe. i worked 5-7 jobs while some of these memories happened. i chose art because it mattered to me more than anything on this fucking planet - i would work 80 hours a week just so i could afford to write in 3 of them.

and i am still telling you - if you are called to make art, you are called to the part of you that is human. you do not have to be good at it. you do not have to have enormous amounts of privilege. you can just... give yourself permission. you can just say i'm going to make something now and then - go out and make it. raquel it won't be good though that is okay, i don't make good things every time either. besides. who decides what good even is?

you weren't called to make something because you wanted it to be good, you were called to make something because it is a basic instinct. you were taught to judge its worth and over-value perfection. you are doing something impossible. a god's ability: from nothing springs creation.

a few months ago i found a piece of sidewalk chalk and started drawing. within an hour i had somehow collected a small classroom of young children. their adults often brought their own chalk. i looked up and about fifteen families had joined me from around the block. we drew scrangly unicorns and messed up flowers and one girl asked me to draw charizard. i am not good at drawing. i basically drew an orb with wings. you would have thought i drew her the mona lisa. she dragged her mother over and pointed and said look! look what she drew for me and, in the moment, i admit i flinched (sorry, i don't -). but the mother just grinned at me. he's beautiful. and then she sat down and started drawing.

someone took a picture of it. it was in the local newspaper. the summary underneath said joyful and spontaneous artwork from local artists springs up in public gallery. in the picture, a little girl covered in chalk dust has her head thrown back, delighted. laughing.

#writeblr #warm up #this is longer than i wanted i really considered removing that part about myself and what i went thru #but i think it really fucking bothers me that EVERY time i talk about being an artist #ppl assume i just like. had the skill and ability to drop everything and pay for grad school. #like sir i grew up poor. my house wasn't a safe space. i gave up a FREE RIDE TO LAW SCHOOL. for THIS. bc i chose it. #was it fucking hard? was i choosing the hard thing?? yes. #but we need to stop seeing artists as lazy layabouts that can ''afford'' to just ''sit around and create'' #when MANY - if not MOST - of us are NOT like that. we have to work our fucking ASSES off. hard work. long and hard work #part of valuing artists is recognizing the amount we sacrifice to make our art. bc it doesn't just #like HAPPEN to us. also btw it rarely has anything to do with true talent. #speaking as someone with a chronic condition i hate when ppl are like u have it easy. like actively as i'm writing this my hands r #ACTIVELY hurting me. i haven't been posting bc my left hand was curled in a claw for the last week #this isn't fucking luck. after a certain point it's not even TALENT. it's dedication & sacrifice. #''u get to flounce around and do nothing with ur life'' is a narrative that is a direct result of capitalism #imagine if we said that about literally any other profession. #''oh so u give up 10 yrs of ur life to be a doctor? u sacrifice having a social life and u get SUPER in debt? #u need to work countless hours and it will often be thankless? well i wish i was that lucky'' #we should be applying that logic to landlords ONLY #''oh ur mom and dad gave u the money to buy a house? and all u did was paint it white and rent it? huh.''

[daisynik7]

When Nanami gets jealous, he gets mean. 

One day, you’re checking out at your favorite bakery, chatting with one of the new employees you just met the other day. Nanami stands beside you, already eyeing the poor guy suspiciously, sliding his arm around your waist, as if to make it even more apparent that the two of you are together. Still, this goes unnoticed; the man says something flirty, along the lines of I made this bread special for you today, I hope you enjoy it. He seals his fate by giving you a brazen wink, and you’re surprised that Nanami manages to keep his cool, though you can feel him tense up next to you. Before he can say anything, you pay quickly, grabbing your baked goods, fleeing the scene with your husband fuming silently in tow. 

The following week, when you suggest going to the same bakery the next morning for breakfast, Nanami is especially enthusiastic when he agrees. It doesn’t strike you as odd, until later that night. 

You’re cuddling in bed, and as usual, you both start getting handsy with each other. He slips beneath your top, flicking his thumbs against your perked nipples. His mouth grazes your neck, licking at your pulse points. You giggle, ticklish at the sensation, but then he nips at your skin with his teeth, immediately sucking on the spot hard. You whine his name, squirming at the sting. “Nanami!” 

“What is it, sweetheart?” His mouth is hot on your ear, one hand trailing down between your legs, rubbing your pussy through your panties. “You don’t like it?”

You do, of course, so you say, “I do like it. Just…no hickies. We’re seeing people tomorrow.” You’re referring to your friends, who you’re meeting for dinner. But Nanami has someone else in mind. 

“But that’s exactly why I want to,” he growls, sucking on your neck again, making his mark on you. “Everyone is going to know you’re mine.”

And how can you deny him when he’s being so fucking naughty right now, slipping his fingers inside you, grinding his body against yours, leaving more love bites on your neck and across your collarbone. When he gets on top of you, folding you into a mating press, pounding his cock in and out of your sloppy cunt, you can’t help but notice his gaze flitting to the hickies he’s left on your skin. His pace increases, marveling at his pretty little slut imprinted by his kisses.

Even that is not enough. No, he has to mark you up in every way possible. After he fucks you into three orgasms, clit swollen and rubbed raw by his thumb, he’s ready to bust. He pulls out of you abruptly, dropping your legs back onto the bed, crawling up to straddle your chest. He strokes his cock in his fist as you watch him, moans pouring out of your drooling mouth, hungry for it. It doesn’t take much longer for him to shoot his load onto you, painting your love bites in his pearly white cum.

The next morning at the bakery, you greet the employee, Nanami beside you with a small grin on his face. It takes a minute of idle chit-chat for the man to notice, pointing at his own neck to ask, “Are those...?”

Before you can answer, your husband slides his arm around your waist, pulling you close to him, smirking at the employee. “Ah, well, I made these special for you last night, I hope you enjoy it.” Nanami gives you a loud smooch on the cheek, grabs the pastries, and leads you out the door, leaving the man too stunned to speak and you with your face buried in your hands, mortified. 

#nanami smut #nanami kento #nanami x reader #nanami x you #kento nanami smut #kento nanami #nanami kento smut #jjk smut #jujutsu kaisen smut #nanami drabbles #another week another smutty nanami drabble hehehe