loki doesnt want to be alone but he also wants his friends to be able to live their lives. he wants everyone to live so badly that he spends centuries learning high level science, repeats the end of the world over and over and watches his friends disappear constantly, refuses to let the world die because without the timeline, everyone would be alone. nobody would be anything. so he sacrifices living his life, he not only becomes the sacred timeline but turns it into something ever-growing, yggdrasil supports the universe and if he has to do it, if he has to be alone so that everyone can be together, than so be it. because, as mobius said: "most purpose is more burden than glory."
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Wyll being a terrible monster hunter is something that is so special actually. told to hunt heartless devil? immediately convinced of her goodness and humanity and without hesitation agrees to defy the devil who has his soul in custody and spare karlach at tremendous personal physical cost. vampire in camp? well hes handsome and funny and pretty polite about where he puts his teeth so it’s fine all things considered. finding out the person who ritualistically disemboweled a tiefling in front of him is a bhaalspawn like an unholy progeny of the god of murder that is culturally immediately reviled? no that’s his friend and he completely trusts in their ability to fight their nature with their own inner light. it doesn’t matter that they created the absolute they’re not that person anymore. Like Wyll. you are literally categorically not hunting the monsters. guy of all time
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just to be completely clear, the amount of military power and political influence Israel has has NOTHING to do with its settlers being Jewish. Israel is a force for American & European interests in the region and they're just doing what America does and allows/encourages its close allies to do.
war crimes aren't considered war crimes when someone America finds useful is doing them. european and american pushback against anyone criticizing Israeli apartheid & genocide is 100% because these crimes are useful to American & European hegemony.
Governments that are deeply antisemitic, like France, aren't suddenly caring about Jewish people. Jewish people, persecuted the world over, don't hold some kind of hegemonic power outside of Israel.
The state of Israel and its attendant brutal treatment of the locals are both incredibly useful to the US, and American hegemony means we're expected to celebrate both.
not bc they're Jewish. this isn't a break in the pattern of western antisemitism and it's not evidence that antisemitism doesn't exist.
it's just like how you could get fired for saying shit against the US war in Afghanistan when i was growing up. it is 100% about US military and political interests (ok slightly western europe too but lbr)
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simon (ghost) riley x fem reader
!! smut - minors dni; slight dumbification and daddy kink
simon realizes that he’s finally hit that threshold that renders you incoherent – too blissed out to respond beyond half-formed moans and stuttered gasps; too dizzy from pleasure that your eyes stopped seeing.
shit, you’re always so cute like this.
his hips don’t pause but he does slow down the tempo, choosing to rut deeply and slowly instead as he savours the way your body is getting jostled on the bed as if it stood no chance against his. and it truly doesn’t, a fact that makes him tremble.
you’re so soft and malleable under him, all doe-eyed and soft edges, kiss-swollen lips mouthing his name – “si! daddy, so good!”
simon humps his cock into your pussy, grunting at the feeling of your walls spasming around his size, swallowing him in so greedily. he closes his eyes with a hiss, going blind at the tight squeeze of your heat.
christ, love. how do you expect him to hold back when you feel so delicious around him?
“y’r takin’ me so fuckin’ well again, baby,” he murmurs, pressing his lips on your damp cheek, grinning when all he gets is a breathy moan in reply.
“i’m fuckin’ you good?” simon asks, thrusting in again, meshing together his hips onto your pelvis. the wetness of your cunt makes a wanton sound at the press, and you let out a squeal at another deep slide, your pretty eyes screwing shut at the overwhelming pleasure.
“fuck,” he gasps out. “yeah i am, aren’t i? look at you tremblin’.”
quiet and elated chuckles slip from his lips, and simon croons when all you can do again is cry out his name.
he’ll never tire of hearing you gasp out for him.
he nuzzles his nose along your cheek, the action so soft like he isn’t making a mess out of your cunt, and ghosts a kiss on the bridge of your nose.
“my sweet girl,” he breathes out. “my perfect girl – all mine. is that right, baby?”
“yes,” you finally manage to grit out, your voice all hoarse and broken. “all yours, si.”
simon shivers at your words; at how wrecked you sound, his heart swelling at the knowledge that he’s made you like this. that only he can pull you apart until you are bare and trembling for him.
“s’right, baby, y’r all mine.” he pulls up just enough to catch your little smile, your bleary eyes finally zoned back in as you gaze up at him in bashfulness. simon presses a quick kiss on your lips.
“and i’m all y’rs, sweetheart. jus’ yours.”
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I don’t mind too much if the Twitter users immigrate to tumblr.
However I will start Biting if tumblr becomes the standard social media site everyone uses.
My employers don’t need to know that I am a clown and this is the circus I frequent. They don’t need to learn about the chainsaws I juggle or the jokes I yell while entering a tiny car with a bunch of other clowns.
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Lucifer throws rubber ducks at Alastor to shut him up.
It actually worked for the first few times too, because it was so random that it caught him off guard, as very few things do. With his large collection and how very few of his creations he was actually proud of, Lucifer had a lot of ammunition. He wasn’t about to embarrass himself by scrambling to get them back afterwards, but he did wonder what happened to them. Incinerated, he would guess.
But no, Alastor likes entertainment, and after he got over the fact the literal King of Hell’s best line of defense was rubber ducks, he was very entertained by the little things. There was a growing collection in his radio tower, and he had learned quickly that there was more to them than met the eye. He’d been quite displeased when one had left his coat singed from spitting fire, but despite all their tricks, none were particularly harmful.
Alastor hadn’t been sure where these ducks were coming from, but after plucking one off the floor that had a remarkable resemblance to the Radio Demon himself, he was beginning to suspect they weren’t exactly off the shelf. And wasn’t that a thought, the devil himself spending hours meticulously crafting toys. Even more so interesting that he spent some of that time making one of a demon he hated so much. But he keeps them all the same.
Chucking them at Alastor’s head becomes a whole lot less effective at getting him to shut the fuck up after a while. That didn’t stop Lucifer from wanting to throw things at him, and it wasn’t destructive to the hotel in the process. Probably not a bad thing, to be clearing out his room of so many ducks. And if a certain gothic tower is now full of them instead, well… who’s to say.
*quack quack* I’m losing my mind, can you tell
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