#the protagonist)

[tac-bat]

mm, long quiet deisgn, based him off a king vulture :3

#tac art #slay the princess #the long quiet #stp fanart #stp the long quiet #the protagonist

[linusbenjamin]

Tenet (2020) dir. Christopher Nolan

#tenet #filmedit #oppenheimer #christopher nolan #tenetedit #the protagonist #userrobin #useranimusvox #nikolatexla #we love foreshadows

[birdmitosis]

Memes I have gathered that make me think of Slay the Princess things and characters:

Just... just Slay the Princess in general LOL

(or maybe the Wild)

The Protagonist (and all the voices in their head)

Voice of the Cold

Voice of the Contrarian

Voice of the Opportunist

Voice of the Paranoid

#slay the princess #memes #the wild #the protagonist #the voices #voice of the cold #voice of the contrarian #voice of the opportunist #voice of the paranoid

[sci-fi-gifs]

What the hell happened here? Hasn't happened yet. TENET (2020) dir. Christopher Nolan

#filmedit #scifiedit #science fiction #tenet #tenetedit #christopher nolan #the protagonist #neil #userrobin #useranimusvox #* #sfgkardelen

[pedroam-bang]

T E N Ǝ T (2020)

#2020 #film #movie #science fiction #Tenet #Christopher Nolan #John David Washington #The Protagonist #Robert Pattinson #Neil #Elizabeth Debicki #Kat #Kenneth Branagh #Andrei Sator #Michael Caine #Michael Crosby #Rapid Operational Response Unit #KORD #CIA #Kiev #Ukraine #spy #time travel

[ddesole]

The policy is to suppress. Whose policy? Ours, my friend.

#tenet #tenetedit #filmedit #filmgifs #tvandfilm #the protagonist #neil #protagoneil #john david washington #robert pattinson #*

[1038276637]

TENET (2020) dir. Christopher Nolan

#tenet #tenetedit #tenet 2020 #protagoneil #the protagonist #neil tenet #john david washington #jdwedit #robert pattinson #rpattinsonedit

[witchthewriter]

ENFJ | The Protagonist & Mentor

Empathetic, insightful, and organised, ENFJs love inspiring others to grow. They want to unite people for a common cause, to show that they have potential and together things can change for the better. ENFJs make people feel safe; but they also have a knack for being able to read people. This means they have a powerful gift of knowing other's underlying needs and motivation.

#witchthewriter #witch the writer's moodboards #ENFJ #enfj personality #enfj aesthetic #enfj moodboard #moodboard #mbti #mbti types #mbti personality types #mbti personalities #mbti enfj #the protagonist #the mentor #yellow moodboard #yellow aesthetic #yellow theme

[candymay]

You can now stream THE PROTAGONISTS (1999) on rarefilmm, Guadagnino's directorial debut, a crime thriller shot in London starring Tilda Swinton.

#Luca Guadagnino #Tilda Swinton #The Protagonist

[yourfaveisafearavatar]

The Protagonist from Cruelty Squad is an Avatar of the Flesh.

#the protagonist #cruelty squad #the magnus archives #tma #tma headcanons #avatar of the flesh

[zomerszee]

on mourning an ending that isn’t an ending

gang gang schiele, hyukoh / reddit user fridge_escaped on determinism vs free will / tenet, christopher nolan / margaret atwood / war of the foxes, richard siken / tumblr user fairycosmos / angels in america, tony kushner / champion, marie lu

#tenet #tenet 2020 #christopher nolan #the protagonist #protagoneil #neil my beloved #web weave #webweaving #like idk if this makes sense or if anyone cares but i just watched this movie and it made me want to DIE #time travel #words #poetry #this is my first web weave AND post ever so be nice #literally ive been obsessed with web weaving for years and now i finally found something worth making one for god bless #mine #web weaving

[tac-bat]

another one :3

#tac art #slay the princess #stp fanart #stp the long quiet #stp princess #the long quiet #slay the princess princess #slay the princess the long quiet #stp #the protagonist

[starksinner]

Why Didn't You Stop Me?

Summary: You left and you horribly wish he would’ve forced you to stay.

Pairing: Trevor Philips x AFAB!Reader, Franklin Clinton x AFAB!Reader

Warnings: Smut, Sexual Content, Possessiveness, Fuckbuddies, Unhealthy Relationship, Average GTA Stuff

November 16th, 2017.

It was easy to regret not catching a ride back to Los Santos with Franklin in his sexy white Bravado Buffalo S. 

Regret is easy, regret you know. Regret can grow and grow it does as you make eye contact with the hillbilly jacking off next to the icebox in front of the Yellow Jack Inn. 

After a couple of days gallivanting around the desert shit-pile that was Sandy Shores, Franklin deemed that your weed-fuelled, fuck-filled adventures had reached a necessary end.

Despite his intriguing offers of more shenanigans and freaky sex once you both got back home, you weren’t all that keen on leaving the town of meth production and Republican rednecks just yet. 

“M’gonna go see him,” you sighed, resting your head back against the stained motel pillow. 

Moments before, as Franklin had fucked you raw into the cheap motel mattress, you were met with the smell of blood and piss and cum as your face was shoved into the shitty cushion.

Despite the abysmal scent, the man was taking you so good and so fuckin’ hard, you couldn’t force yourself to care. 

Now though, as you laid sated in your post-climax glow of sweat and semen, the smell against your cheek served as an unignorable reminder of your still bleeding heart. 

That man, that asshole, that meth-head-Trevor-Philips-piece-of-fucking-shit—goddamnit.

You still hopelessly, stupidly, selfishly loved him. The fucked kind of love.

Always caked in blood, smelling like piss after running off to get high and grinning like an evil bitch as he came all over your chin and tits. The smell of the Derelict Motel—the sheets, the pillow, the musty air—was all just a nauseating reminder of how much you missed him. 

Your therapist was gonna kill you. 

“You know that ain’t a good idea,” Franklin murmured, running his thumb over the plushness of your bottom lip.

Your eyes met his and you couldn’t help but shiver at the way he looked at you, his gaze so soft and so full of adoration. 

He made you feel like you weren't just a burning shitpile of flesh, bones, and substance abuse issues.

Frank is a good friend, a great man, a nice fuck. He was always there to bring you back down to Earth. He was so easy to love and you sure as shit loved him a whole lot. Beautiful fuckin’ man. “He ain’t right in the head about you.”

“We both know he ain’t right the head about nothin’,” you argued, leaning your body over his. Beautiful man.

“And he’s a big boy. He can take it. Whatever I wanna throw at him.” Your legs quickly became tangled, Frank’s hands resting over your hips as you smiled and played with his chest hair. “He can fuck all the people he wants, but I can’t touch or look or fuckin' breathe around anyone but him? He’s a fuckin’ ass.”

“He fell for you, girl. T’s always been crazy an’ possessive, his shit ain’t nothin’ new.” Franklin snuggled your body closer to his, sighing softly as he pressed his face into the warm crevice of your neck. 

He couldn’t control himself, not when he had you like this. You were so hot and so sweet and just so fucking delicious. 

Shit. 

His lips lingered over the sensitive spot at the base of your throat, his tongue reaching out to tease a fading bruise. He did that. He made that. He marked you. 

Fuck.

He groaned as you gave him easier access by raising your chin, letting him worship you like the real fuckin’ princess he always thought you were.

“He was fuckin’ paranoid and possessive in all the worst fuckin’ ways, Frank. I fuckin’ hate him for how he acted when I said I was leavin’ but I still...miss him.” You hummed softly as you felt Franklin’s lips suck right over your pulse point, his teeth just brushing over your delicate skin.

You held down the urge to beg him to bite you.

“Yeah, you miss him, but ain’t nothin’ gonna be solved if you both end up killin’ each other...or fuckin’ each other,” Frank breathed roughly against the shell of your ear as his hand wandered across your stomach and down to your aching clit. 

He immediately preened at your wetness and teased the bundle of nerves with soft, circular motions. You gasped as you felt his cock harden and twitch against your thigh, begging for your pretty fucking attention.

He grinned and quickly shoved a finger into your cunt, making you moan and writhe oh so beautifully against him. “Jus’ come back home with me, baby…”

You could barely solidify your thoughts, whimpering like you were.

His motions were so smooth and perfect and rhythmic. Frank was good at a lot of things, but you considered his talent of fucking you mindless as one of his top three.

You immediately felt your wetness start to leak down your thighs. “If he still isn’t over it...I’ll fuck off, hitch a ride, meet you back at your place…yeah?”

“Yeah, baby,” he gripped your throat just how you like and shoved another finger into you, leaving you mewling and squirming in his grasp. You reached for him, hard and thick in your palm, and squeezed. 

The best girl.

If you were parting ways, Franklin was gonna have you one last time. He understood Trevor’s possessiveness. You were great company, a great fuck, a great woman.

Addicting, hell blazing, heavenly—you were everything. So fuck yeah, he was gonna have you as many times as he possibly could. “Lemme take care of you, babygirl, then you’ll be all good to go.”

The Yellow Jack Inn has never been known for its posh customers or regular demonstrations of human decency, but a man jacking it in front of such a fine all-American establishment is still a sight you couldn’t have properly braced yourself for.

As the ash of your blunt falls to the dirt, your eyes stay transfixed on the man by the icebox as he lets out a disturbing howl and drops to the ground.

His pants are stained, his dick disgusting and soft. He lets out a series of groans as he turns to lie flat on his stomach, his cock scraping against the sand.  

Jesus H. Christ. What a charmer. 

You manage to twist away from the scene in repugnance and perhaps a more sinister part of you in mild delight, settling yourself in the alley next to the bar.

You restlessly attempt to calm yourself against the brick, picking at its shoddy green paint job before you begin rolling another blunt. 

You’re stalling. Like a little bitch. It's embarrassing how much a man can turn you into such a conniving fickle coward. Perhaps not just any man. Your paranoid fuckin’ shitshow of a somewhat ex-lover. 

Embarrassing. Unbecoming. Completely mindfucked. 

You know Trevor’s inside. He’s an enigma, a loud, idiot one at that. Over the noise of clanked bottles and shitty laughter, you can hear him.

Stupid, how much of him you can hear. And see. And smell. And understand. In everything and anywhere and with anyone. He never leaves you even when he’s left you. He never leaves you even when you've left him. He’s a parasite that you’ve coddled, and cared for, and loved and fucked. 

The timber of his voice warms you in a special, fucked up kind of way. It’s familiar and it’s settling and it kills you to know that he’s spent fourteen months ridding you of it. Of him. His clinical insanity has rubbed off on you beautifully. You left and you horribly wish he would’ve forced you to stay. 

God.

Would he kill you? Kiss you? Fuck you? You’re still stalling.

Maybe all three?

Being the oil to a homicidal cannibal’s match, you could never really know what the fuck you were gonna get. You anticipate an explosion, but you’re clueless to its degree. 

You pocket your blunt, walk over the man with his dick in the sand, and open the door to the biggest health hazard in California. 

Chapter 2

a/n: found this oldie from 2021 that i was in the mood to refresh & post! i haven't written in literal years, be nice to me! also, happy ten years to this stupid fucking game. i love u. i feel old (i'm not) and i'm tired (constantly) and i hope you enjoyed (lie to me if you didn't) :3

✧ masterlist ✧ ao3 ✧ send me an ask / let's chat! ✧

#trevor philips x reader #franklin clinton x reader #trevor philips #trevor philips x oc #franklin clinton #gta v #grand theft auto v #gta fanfiction #gta fanfic #the protagonist #gta online

[birdmitosis]

Top 6 Funniest Moments In Slay the Princess (According to me solely and personally. But these bits made me laugh more than maybe any others.) (Beware the trigger warnings for real: blood, death, gore, knives and stabbing, forced suicide, mind control, scopophobia, flickering images!)

#slay the princess #slay the princess spoilers #stp #stp spoilers #top 6 #video #the wraith #voice of the cheated #voice of the cold #the narrator #voice of the hero #the tower #voice of the broken #the protagonist #the apotheosis #voice of the paranoid #the razor #voice of the smitten #voice of the stubborn #the nightmare #horror #two that didn't quite make it onto the list: #1) the protagonist and the stubborn driving the narrator to drink #2) the razor's little “look at how few stabbing implements i have! it's practically zero” moment #i fucking love this game

[call-sign-bob]

The end of Tenet with Inception music

...

Every time I hear this track it's not the end of Inception that I see it's this part right here. Thought I'd share the pain.

#in case this scene didn't make you cry the first time #nolan why do you hurt me in this way #neil tenet #the protagonist #tenet #tenet movie #protagoneil #neil x protagonist #inception #hans zimmer #christopher nolan #robert pattinson #john david washington

[beeeeeta]

The protagonist and Neil

#the protagonist #neil tenet #tenet #tenet fanart