#true seals do not

[hylianengineer]

New favorite thing to write: mythical creature AUs. Especially with shapeshifting. I have fallen down the rabbit hole that is seal biology and behavior and I'm having so much fun.

#I'm writing a thing about a selkie character and anyways did you know a significant portion of seal species don't bark? #they make these grunting and rumbling noises but only earred seals and sea lions bark #true seals do not #hylian rambles #hylian writes fanfic #a day in the life of a fanfic author

[imminent-danger-came]

Me thinking about 1x05 Calabash’s repeated use of the word perfect (ending with MK picking up his staff like in 3x14), while showing that MK views his friends as “perfect” despite their flaws even though he doesn’t extend that same kindness towards himself, or not “judging things by their worst quality”

#lmk #lego monkie kid #monkie kid #doing fine. #having a normal one #imp tag #lmk parallels #real parallels post to be made #OH BUT THE FACT THAT HE BREAKS OUT OF THE CALABASH IN 1x05 LIKE. #MK HAS A HABIT OF BREAKING OUT OF THINGS HE SHOULDN'T BE ABLE TOO #LBD's mind control...The Calabash...the trigram furnace.... #So basically I have this theory that MK was something before he was MK and ''hatched'' out of SWK's stone. #I think he was sealed in Monkey King's stone egg and that he broke out of it #LIKE. #anyways #''It's true that you weren't hatched out of the stone like he was! Who or what you are even I do not know'' #COME ON MAN #I'M FEELING IT #lmk rant #lmk MK

[vote2]

playing so much eo luminous the last few days i tetris effecting fish swimming in the corners of my vision at all times.

#i will probably write more in depth how i feel abt it but basically what i expected from initial trailer. not a fifty dollar game but i am #autistic and have been grinding the event map i want to crack top 100 #at 160 now. uhm it sure is a game. there are no jellyfish in the game i didnt realize tilsomeone on reddit pointed it out lol #crazy. was talking to my brother abt it and he compared it to starfield which like. mmhm. #ive literally only played the event map i got the game a week late so like i have not experienced the actual generation part but still. #but like. slow collectathon mixed w pokemon snap free roam and random ppl swimming in circles w me is fun enough i will get my moneys worth #add seals to the game. i dont expect a giant content update but i would like a like. heres another fifty animals w like seals and waterbird #and jellyfish yknow. i dont expect a true story mode or even an aquarium mode (i never cared abt the aq in the original games so idc either #way) but i do hope for like some more types of spawn in formations and then more animals. pipe dream is zoom in spots but idk how possible #that is w the shared maps. though i figure its no diff than ppl freezing in place for the cutscenes. #i will write out my oficial thoughts probably next week but for now i will no life this game etc etc. yay #went and typed in the code for the softlock item from reddit so i am just going and starting to collect salvage the last hour #so its fun to read item descriptions

[akkivee]

‘what might happen were it to affect ichiro’s ability’ is inchresting because if kuukou successfully used his ability on ichiro it should just be sealed right??? so this is a question wwwwwwwhy—

#vee queued to fill the void #what’s the deal lol this shouldn’t even be a question unless sumn was up lol #ngl this is making me nervous that we really are going to get a bat bb 3rd drb match up and i cannot stress how much i don’t want that lmao #at least not as a finals match up but as a championship round— #lol but the brain has been circling over rei telling ichiro his words have the power to move mountains or whatever phrase #combined with the imagery attached to ichiro maybe needing more than one person to assist with his ability #i feel like there’s a ichiro🟰true hypnosis mic metaphor going on #and it kinda encapsulates all of the yamadas too if i’m thinking about it #rei’s being sheer hypnosis jiro’s boosting voices/words essentially and saburo’s with cancellation #so like………….. what’s that got to do with kuukou lol #ofc it could just be nothing but a nod to nb in general lol #but there’d be quite the statement in the making if you had ichiro’s power in words and kuukou’s seal intentionally at odds with each other #(esp if kuukou’s ability might be symbolic of entrapped bonds lol)

[chaotictomtom]

left a bit my stand at an event cos a friend was doing an aïkido presentation.....of course he told the dude who was inviting people on stage to try it out to call for me. got my ass beaten in public and on stage. felt right

#oh to be manhandled and forced to the ground by a man #wasn't my friend who kicked my ass but his friend and. he did. not let me try any attack akfgksjdj #everyone else who was trying got explained and shown how to do an attack step by step #they clocked me as someone who just needs to get pin to the ground and yeah. yeah true #it's not ass kciking / beating i'm exaggerating it's really gentle #the show was really cool i was already thinking about trying it out #and learning this afternoon that it really isn't a competitive mindset and they addapt to whatever physique condition you're in #really sealed the deal. i might start aïkido!! idk idk!!!!! im glad that they told me they always addapt in case for my fucked knee #yipee yay yipeeee #idk thinking thinking....... #tomtom_is_rambling

[scentedinksandwhackedseals]

one thing that’s helping me today is believing that I exist on a different plane than everyone else. sometimes our worlds overlap, like, say, when I have to talk to someone, but otherwise it’s like there’s this bubble that separates me from everyone else. I can see and hear them and they can see and hear me but if you were to turn off the filter that overlays my world with theirs, I would be alone in the room. it makes me feel less like I’m at school and care less about what everyone thinks of me. it makes it easier to be productive and somehow helps me remember that other people have their own lives and that I’m not the center of the universe.

#i guess since i’m not always thinking about what other people think of me i can focus on the fact that they have their own lives #and thoughts that have nothing to do with me #i can observe without the fear of being observed #since no one here can accurately judge me anyway #which is actually true #so i’m not even fully lying to myself #everyone does kinda live in their in their own universe with their own perception of the world #whacked seal posting

[sweetheartsaturn]

Realising almost all of Taylor swifts songs are about men

Me 5 minutes later screaming to cruel summer

#taylornation #taylor swift #i hate men #lesbian #slay #cruel summer #IM DRUNK IN THE BACK OF THE CAR AND I CRIED LIKE A BABY COMING HOME FROM THE BAR OH SAID IM FINE BUT IT WASNT TRUE #AND I DO ONT WANT YO KEEP SECRETS JUST TO KEEP YOU AND I #SNUCK IN THROUGH THE GARDEN EVERY NIGHT THAT SUMMER #JUST TO SEAL MY FATE OH #AND I SCREAMED GOR WHATEVER ITS WORTH I LOVE YOU AINT THAT THE WORST THE THING YOUVE EVER HEARD #HE LOOKS UP GRINNING LIKE A DEVIL #gotta love typos 😀

[vaugarde]

morphogala is a yuri tragedy. to me

#you lose your partner in ancient times to the very people you protect #you get sealed away for your power and viewed as a demon by some and a nameless challenge by others #you are only let out to battle and are resealed again each time gettingg more dehumanized as the years go #time stops meaning anything people stop meaning everything you keep fighting #until its all that you know and your mind is broken and everyone fears and hates yoh and #but they dont remember you and your true name is lost to time #you live up to the fear you destroy planets you destroy timelines because it doesnt matter to you anymore everything is the same #youve lost everything years ago you are numb to it your lancing hand shakes but all you know is violence so you must endure #all the while your lover has become the god of judgment and has been searching for you for so long #not to reunite not to be together again. youre both too far gone for that #all it can do when it finally finds you is to make sure you cant be fought ever again #echoed voice

[oh-meow-swirls]

i just realized how hilarious it is that seemingly someone decided to just. build a gachapon machine in front of the entrance to the yo-kai world. imagine trapping a bunch of ghosts like right in front of their home jfc-

#puppy rambles #yo-kai watch #what do you think whisper did that made the priest who sealed him in the crank-a-kai think he was evil #my brain has decided he was just too much of a dumbass sdfojsfdlkfdjlk- #i am calling him a dumbass in the nicest way possible. it's true-

[aeide-thea]

the thing is, right

say i were to give up on claiming nonbinaryness—

(i almost said ‘claiming inherent nonbinaryness’ but like. honestly i’ve never necessarily claimed that—i mean, i think there’s some truth in it although also other lenses are possible, i just have found value in this one—but i feel like it’s a fiercely-held political stance as much as it’s an identity thing? but then also political stances are an identity thing)

(anyway i reserve the right as always to say something different abt this tomorrow)

i still would desire/require genderless pronouns/descriptors

i still would conceptualize myself in ways that aren’t straightforwardly aligned with normative social notions of Womanhood or normative physical configurations of same

i still would be deeply alienated by binarism

etc etc

like really ‘nonbinary’ is an assertion and an organizing label, and i could take it back but i couldn’t take back the various types of conviction/alignment/alienation that it’s shorthand for, like, those are real and organically inbuilt and so this label that’s ultimately just the sum of them must necessarily be too

(i think i do wish ‘genderqueer’ hadn’t gotten SO drowned out tho—which further has me thinking abt, like, using multiple labels to stake out a positionality somewhere between them, or else flicker between multiple positionalities—like i’ve let myself get tied to this one Nonbinary concept and squeezed into ever-narrower conceptual confines by it and actually i think that’s nuts! we none of us are just one thing!)

(like ultimately nonbinary is also an umbrella just as genderqueer is but i have more trouble feeling that with nonbinary, i guess bc there’s a clearer single stereotype—which is worth pushing back at, but like. possible to push back sometimes and just duck other times. multiple strategies. situation-dependent and feelings-dependent. etc.)

(like i could just say ‘i’m genderqueer and i decline to be gendered except in contra-agab ways that are sexy or sexily-textured to me.’ end of.)

(anyway yeah this IS just the eternal ‘do you like microlabels’ debate but like. language is SUCH an important arena for me that i DO have to keep litigating these questions and can’t just cede the field. so like. new angles on the problem helpful bc rejecting it wholly not possible.)

#like my brain is CONSTANTLY like ‘okay but no one could ACTUALLY conceptualize you as anything but—’ #but like. (a) that’s not in fact the metric of validity #(b) even if it were i’m not wholly convinced it’s true bc i can personally get my brain to do the reframing trick for other ppl #but really just like. fundamentally the binary gender concept assigned to me at birth feels dysphoric. end of. #even if interpersonally all that gets me is ‘undesirable by any metric’—desirability is not in fact the ultimate seal of gender approval #ALSO impossible to theorize abt that in a vacuum. if you never meet people and let them look at you and know you—you have no data. #ok anyway. thank you for yr patience with the latest edition of ‘K chases own tail.’ #(lots of latin and also english jokes abt ‘tail’! consider them all ambiently appended.) #what is gender we just don't know #the psyche #more tags applicable probably but idfl working out which ones rn)

[apelcini]

every serial killer’s methods may be unique but if you look at all you’ll see that they’re actually all the same monster in different bodies. the same cycle of abuse that warps them, the same monstrosity in their head that makes them look at a person and see a tool, the same trail of devastated families and crater of grief left in their impact. but no victim is truly faceless. even a skeletal jane or john doe has a face to be estimated and redrawn and redrawn, friends and family who miss them, a story that led them to where they crossed paths with their killer. a unique set of potential futures that were all wiped into the same empty, static eternity by the same monster in a different skin.

#ask to tag #i am NOT a tru crime fan. my interest is in forensic identification and my first priority is always honoring the victims #i don’t do this for my entertainment. i genuinely care about doing a thoughtful and respectful job for these people #to not sensationalize or dehumanize their deaths #because they were people who mattered and they deserve the respect of their life being #talked about and not just their killer #i would want strangers to note how much my mom missed me. i would want people to talk about my life beyond my death #death tw #murder tw #true crime tw #serial killer tw #signed sealed delivered

[the-13th-rose]

sorry to say but if you're not okay with people making nsfw media of your characters your only options are to get over it and learn not to look at it or to just not make anything. because no matter how hard you try you are not going to get people to stop doing it, and you're only gonna make yourself look like an asshole in the process

#stuff comes out when i stay up too late :p #but this is a true fact of content creation. you need to get used to it or you'll be miserable in this line of work/hobby #doesn't mean you have to appreciate all of it/approve of it/give it your seal of approval! #just means don't throw a hissfit about what fans are doing with your characters. block them. blacklist tags. whatever. #you are the only person who gets to say what's canon and not. they don't have that power-- #--and you shouldn't let folks drawing your ocs boinking keep you up at night or make you unhappy. that's not healthy.

[crocodilenjoyer]

are the pacifistas lunarians.

#yeah this seals it i do NOT trust vegapunk At All #riko.txt #op lb #don’t answer this question btw. fucked up if true though

[devilmass]

❛ are you telling me you spent your summer reading the bible? ❜ . from eric northman (:

❝ that'n every other summer since a'could read. ❞

his fingers are still wet from the dew on his true blood that sits next to him on the marble bench. the pages stick to his fingers & rodrick pauses so that he could crane his neck back. ❝ ain'tchu got anything else t'do than skulk 'round my graveyard, eric ? ❞ @luminescenc1e

#luminescenc1e #preacher mail: signed sealed delivered ! #just the preacher reading the bible in the graveyard at night #no big deal #he's just doing preacher things #i also have a true blood verse for a vampire rodrick so :] hmu if u wanna use that #ps. i feel like Eric and Sookie graveyard scenes is like.........like i KNOW that man is familiar with both of them #he doesn't mind because they never cause trouble but he's used to seeing vampires in his graveyard

[cryptotheism]

I love when modern horror movies do this.

I was watching The Autopsy of Jane Doe. Let's play a game. If a coroner approached me with this symbol, what would I tell him?

Two big flags: That's a woven textile, and those are Roman letters. Most surviving Roman spells were written on stone or metal stele. Roman characters on papyrus practically screams North Africa, 1st-4th century AD.

Given, there is no textile on earth that could survive the stomach acid like this, so I'm assuming something supernatural is happening.

So north Africa, 1-4th century AD. That specific type of circle is clearly remineacent of Solomoic magic. The thing is. Solomonic seals were usually produced in an Egyptian milieu. Authentic North african magical characters usually have little loops on the end, because they're trying to imitate the ankh. Or they look noticably Greek.

Whats interesting to me, is that the symbol inside the circle is more Greek-Pythagorean than Egyptian. It's got that square capped with triangles. That's a neoplatonist sacred geometry thing.

Also, I have the movie paused, but I would bet money those numerals on the edges are supposed to correspond to bible verses. I would bet money one of them is supposed to be EX 22:18.

Which, if that's true, would mean that this isn't 1-4th century, but more like a post-golden-dawn reprint from the 1850s.

Official prediction: This bitch is supposed to be an 1850s American frontier witch. The prop designers get extra points if they want me to think she was part of the Salem witch trials, or some other sensational event like that.

[sttoru]

Trueform sukuna who never kisses his concubines. EXCEPT he only kisses his favorite concubine aka reader 😞🎀

𝝑𝑒 synopsis. you’re the only one deserving of lord sukuna’s.. direct affection.

tags. true form!sukuna x concubine!reader. fluff, suggestive at most. uhh exhibitionism ? kinda but nothing crazy sexual happens, so pda. size difference. reader gets called ‘doll.’

you’re standing at the entrance of the estate, along with some other concubines. four of them. uraume is there with you as well. you’re all awaiting the one person you’re serving; ryomen sukuna.

it’s silent. the women don’t dare to speak up nor do they dare address you in a menacing manner because of uraume’s presence. you’re thankful for them. you really don’t want to have another petty fight with the concubines. not before your little trip to the village nearby.

you’re all accompanying sukuna to meet up with an infamous clan leader. it’s official business, but you’re needed as a sign of your lord’s high status. you’re basically his trophies that he likes to show off.

“interesting choice of clothing,” sukuna finally shows up. you all bow, showing respect. you look up and only then realise that he’s addressing you. his eyes wander over your figure, “who’s chosen that for you?”

you glance down at your kimono. it’s a beautiful red—suiting the color of sukuna’s eyes. your hair is put up in a neat bun, with a matching crimson hairpin that represented who you belong to.

him.

“my lady-in-waiting, my lord,” you say quietly. you cannot see it, yet can easily feel it; the jealous glares from the four women. they’re dressed in the exact same color red, yet their lord hasn’t paid them any mind. not even a glance.

sukuna just hums in response and makes a mental note of your answer. at least his human servants are good for something. he continues to shamelessly check you out.

“lord sukuna,” uraume interrupts carefully. they bow their head once the king of curses looks their way with a stoic expression, “we’ll have to leave now if we wish to make it there at dawn.”

it’s a gentle reminder, but there’s some urgency in their voice. sukuna rolls his eyes—he may have some official business, but he’s not attending that. not before taking care of other more important stuff first. “silence,” he comments to uraume, heavy steps heading your way afterwards.

your eyes meet his. you blink in confusion, eyelashes fluttering. the sight makes sukuna’s hands twitch at his sides. the way you stare up at him with such naïveté is making him want to destroy it.

you’re unsure what sukuna wants from you. as he orders, everyone stays quiet. you watch as his big hands wrap around your body—your waist engulfed by his warm palms. your eyes widen, but before you can question his actions, your lips are sealed by his.

it’s rare that he does this. kissing sukuna is a privilege. one that no one has ever gotten the honour of having, except for you.

you’ve tasted him. you’ve felt his tongue slither against yours. you’ve had his saliva mix with yours. you’ve had him grunting in your mouth.

you’ve had it all.

no one says a thing. even as your feet are lifted from the ground by the sheer strength of sukuna’s grip on your small body. to reach his lips properly, he has to pick you up and hold you against his chest. it’s his favorite thing to do.

“pretty thing,” sukuna coos with a grin. you can feel his lips curling up menacingly against your mouth. it makes you whine. you instantly shut up once you realise that you’re still outside and surrounded by others—who are basically waiting on you two to be done.

you’re embarrassed to the point that you want nothing more than to hide your face against sukuna’s chest. but he will not let you until he’s had his fill. your tongues swirl around each other passionately, followed by him sucking on your bottom lip and biting it with his sharp fangs.

“my lord,” you whine quietly. you know this’ll end up like that one time in the garden. where he shamelessly took you in front of his servants. you’re unsure if it’s a smart thing to do right now. sukuna has an appointment to go to after all.

his mouth doesn’t stop interlocking with yours. his thick fingers tug at the hairs on the back of your neck, causing you to part your lips in surprise. the king of curses takes his chance and explores your warm little mouth. the one that he’s claimed as his the moment you became his concubine.

you tug at his sleeve as a reminder. sukuna grumbles in annoyance, but he knows you’re right; he should let go. his bottom set of eyes dart over to uraume for a second and upon seeing their expressionless yet determined face, he sighs.

all that official business can suck his dick.

sukuna finally detaches his lips from your now wet and swollen ones. you’re breathing hard, trying to catch your breath. you’re flustered to the point you actually bury your face into sukuna’s chiseled chest. you’re sure this’ll be the only talk around the estate for the upcoming week. you’ll become the victim of some more. . . bullying.

the king of curses notices that you don’t let go of him at all. he grins at the sight of you so desperately clinging onto him. he tries to undo the little mess he made of your once neat hair in the meantime.

“what? want me to carry you all the way there, doll?” sukuna raises an eyebrow, teasing you as per usual. you don’t let go of him since you’re still cooling off. you’ve never really kissed outside of the bedroom. it always happens behind closed doors, so this one time took you by surprise.

you shake your head and plop down on your feet again. “no, my apologies, my lord,” you straighten the material of your kimono and don’t even dare to look at the others. uraume would understand, since they’re used to their lord’s antics, but the concubines will cause big trouble once you’re back home.

sukuna nods in acknowledgment. he still got that evil smirk on his face. his thumb brushes the smudged lipstick from the corner of your mouth, cleaning up his mess once again. he’s nice enough to do so today.

“heh.” sukuna lets out an amused chuckle before walking away and ahead of you—the others silently following, as do you. you’re right behind him, on his right side, as he turns his head to yours, “just so y’know, i’m not done with you.”

you know sukuna isn’t. you can easily tell by the way that he didn’t even bother to wipe the lipstick from his own lips. he’s wearing that stain like it’s a medal of sorts. evidence that you’re the only one he’s ever going to show such affection to.

either way; you’re in for one hell of a ride once you’re back from your little business trip.

#sttoru writes. #jjk x reader #sukuna x reader #jjk x you #sukuna x you #jjk x y/n #sukuna x y/n #jjk fluff #sukuna fluff