#WHAT DO I FUCKING TAG THIS WITH I'M JUST LOSING MY MIND
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Could I pretty please request:
Am I supposed to be scared now? In a Mafia AU. Vibes and item I'll leave up to your enormous, genius brain.
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Thank you so much, Sam! 💖✨️ Hope you enjoy!
Worth the risk
Rated: E
Words: 992
Tags: Mafia AU; Hitman Eddie Munson; Dark Eddie Munson; Mob boss Richard Harrington; Secret relationship; intrigue; Referenced character death (RIP Tommy); Blood and violence; Knife play; Blood play; Groping; Dry humping
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Nobody says anything as they make their way out of the Harrington villa, but by some unspoken agreement, they don't part ways yet. They linger in the driveway by the cars.
Eddie knows better than to speak first. Instead, he lights a cigarette and lets the silence drag on, pretending to be brooding over the night’s events. He knows that somebody is bound to say something sooner rather than later.
It’s Jeff who does, in the end.
“Harrington’s losing it.”
Gareth jumps and casts anxious glances all around himself, like he’s expecting to find the boss lurking somewhere in the shadows, while Frank shushes Jeff with a hectic gesture.
“Shut up, are you insane?”
Jeff shrugs petulantly, but he does lower his voice. “I'm just saying what everyone is thinking. That thing with Hagan? That was completely fucking bonkers, sending him to make that deal with the Carvers all alone. It’s almost like he wanted him to end up with a bullet through his head.”
“Maybe he did,” Gareth says. “Rumor has it Hagan’s been making eyes at the son.”
Eddie nods along solemnly with the rest of them.
“All I’m saying is, it’s bad news,” Jeff mumbles. “He believes he’s invincible, that he can get away with anything. It’s dangerous for a man in his position to think like that.”
“Then maybe he shouldn’t be.” Eddie lets the words linger, waiting until every single face is turned to him. “Be in that position, I mean.”
Frank scoffs. “Yeah, right. Who’d even wanna do it instead? Junior seems much more interested in lounging by the pool and taking it up the-”
“Nah,” Eddie is quick to deflect. “We’d need someone capable. Somebody younger, who knows how things work on the street.”
“Someone like you?”
“I wouldn’t know about that, Gare,” Eddie lies. “Just putting in my two cents on the matter.”
Behind the garden wall, a light flickers alive, then dies again, quick as a heartbeat. Eddie grinds his cigarette under the heel of his boot.
“Shit, just remembered I forgot something. Don’t wait for me, guys.”
He feels their gazes on his neck as he walks back towards the house and doesn't bother hiding his grin.
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The hydrangeas are long past their bloom, decaying flower petals rustling under his feet. He doesn't lament their death, not when he knows that the seeds of something else are slowly taking root.
The underwater lights of the pool bask the garden in an eerie glow, but he makes his way to the pool house unbothered. He has hardly ducked inside when a key clicks in the lock behind him.
Eddie’s body moves on instinct and muscle memory. The key clatters off somewhere in the darkness, and when the crimson veil lifts from his eyes, he has a warm body pressed against the wall, the edge of his knife licking at a shivering throat. A throat covered in the fading marks of his own teeth.
“Damn, Stevie,” he hisses, retracting the blade and sliding it back into its holster. It leaves the faintest of cuts, tiny droplets of blood gathering against tan skin like dark beads. “Are you out of your mind? You can't just sneak up on people like that.”
Steve scowls at him, face full of haughty disdain. He's beautiful in the glow of the pool seeping in from outside. He's always beautiful, of course, but something about the pale blue light rippling off his skin makes him look ethereal and downright unreal. Like an ancient deity, like a marble statue come alive.
“Excuse me?” he whispers, wriggling in Eddie’s hold. “What was I supposed to do? Nobody tells me shit, and then I overhear my dad talking on the phone about how one of his guys was killed. I just wanted-”
“Aw,” Eddie coos. He leans into Steve’s space, scraping a toothy grin against the hollow of that pretty throat. His lips come away tasting like copper, leaving a bloody trail on Steve's skin. “Are you worried about me, honey? Why, I'm honored.”
Steve pushes his head away with one palm against his cheek, but makes no further attempt at twisting out of his grip.
“This isn't a fucking joke, Eddie. If my dad finds out about this, you'll be next in line for a bullet through the- Will you stop this?”
Eddie lets Steve's thumb slide out of his mouth with an obscene, wet sound, nipping at the tender skin at its base as he goes.
“Am I supposed to be scared now?” he drawls. “I'm not an idiot, I can look after myself.”
“I know you can,” Steve confesses, tracing Eddie’s cheekbone with his thumb. It's still wet with his own spit, and the touch leaves a thin trail of moisture, cool in the stuffy air of the pool house. “But sometimes, I don't think you understand how dangerous this is.”
“Believe me, darling, I’m well aware of the danger.” Eddie trails a hand over Steve’s throat, down his chest. The motion makes a drop of blood run from his neck into the collar of his shirt. He watches how it blooms on the white fabric, pretty like a flower, as he slips his hand between Steve's legs. “Good thing we both like it a little, dangerous, right?”
He gives the bulge in Steve’s pants a firm squeeze, and as always, the boy responds like the beautiful, needy little dream that he is. He rolls his hips, grinding himself into the touch, and wraps his arms around Eddie’s neck to slot their bodies closer together. Eddie bites down on that perfect, pink bottom lip and laughs against it when Steve moans.
“Woah, honey! What happened to being careful?”
“What's life without a little risk?” Steve smiles, looking at him from under his long lashes. “And besides, you made me drop the key, so one of us will end up on his knees anyhow.”
Eddie finds he can't argue with that.
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"After Work"
this work is NSFW so anyone under the age of 18, Do Not Interact
contains: musk kink, sweat kink, puppyplay, transfem dom, puppy sub w/ a dick, owner/pet dynamic
(plz tell me if i need to add any more tags)
story under the cut
She comes home from her very long and hot day at work
Now she thought it would be a rather chilly day and her work requires her to be outside for most of the time so she wore many layers of thick clothing. But through some divine intervention, it reached nearly 97 degrees outside.
Shes wearing a black leather jacket with a black on red patch that says "I Love My Dog" just below the collar behind it, she also wears a long black sleeve button up shirt with her workplaces name emboridered above the left pocket, and then a white t shirt with a black tank top underneath it.
"They should fire that fucking weatherman.." she says to herself.
Her forehead beads with sweat and her neck is slick with it as well.
Her slightly disheveled hair gives of the dizzying scent of sweat mixed with shampoo.
She nearly suffered a heat stroke being outside all day, and through her swaying mind, she didn't even notice her puppy, waiting obediently on the floor next to her
Her puppy wears a spiked pink collar with the words "MUSK" and "WHORE" printed on either side of it. They also wear a grey yail plug, planted deep and firm into their ass along with a hairband that holds 2 grey furry ears on top of it.
Puppy pants widly as they look at their mommy and begins to paw at her black denim pants
"Oh, hey", she says.
"Look pup, I had a really rough day at work. That dam weatherguy lied about the temperture and now fucking I'm soaked in sweat..", she said.
The small minded pup's first reaction was to start walking towards her jacket to start sniffing mindlessy but was stopped as she stared and watched their mommys shirt slowly being unbuttoned.
The puppy begins to paw at her leg quickly and starts giving off small *yip!*s
"Pup, I said I had a bad day today, I don't want to play right now..", she moves her leg to slightly push the desperate puppy off of her.
The puppy loses their balance and falls backwards, exposing their puppyparts to the agitated owner.
"Ugh, really? I JUST got here, can't you just wait for a bit?"
The puppy's now exposed cock was hard, oozing pre-cum and jumping needily.
The puppy began to whimper and paw at the air, hoping for their owner to understand what they want, what they need.
"*sigh* If I give you my shirt, will you stop whining?"
The puppy's brain begins to overload as the word "shirt" crossed his little mind.
They begin to paw at the air faster, make louder *yip!*s and their pathetic cock starts to jump like crazy as well as spurt more pre-cum.
"ohmyfuckinggod... Ok, take it.."
She tosses her white shirt at the brainless puppy and walks off to remove the rest of her clothes
The puppy on the other hand is about as dumb as a puppy could be.
The puppy sniffed and huffed furiously at her mommy's freshly peeled off shirt. The damp, transparent spots around the pit area of the shirt are thrusted into the puppys nose and its thick, musky scent violates their nostrils. The back of the shirt is being rutted against the puppy's cock as the soft texture of the sweat on the fabric makes for a great masturbation tool.
Of course though, the puppy cums not very long after they get that first lungful of musk from their mommy's sweat drenched shirt.
Their hips convulse and twitch as their puppy cock squirts out almost pathetic amounts of cum over just sniffing their owners shirt.
The cum soaks into the shirt and the puppy begins to wind down, cuddling the smelly shirt.
The puppy is now asleep, nose still pressed against the musky fabric and smiling, overcome with such happiness and comfort knowing that they belong to such an amazing and perfect owner.
The now half-naked lady, wearing only a black, sweat covered thong
"Hey pup, uh. Listen I'm sorry for pushing you with my leg eariler, I didn- wait.. are you..?"
She sees her puppy, sprawled out on the floor, with her shirt still wrapped around her puppy's nose, covered in their own cum.
"Awww... puppy~..."
Her cock begins to grow..
It throbs...
The puppy opens their eyes...
They know that smell...
and they want it..
Bad.
this is my first time writing full length btw so plz be nice ><
#musk kink#scent kink#sweat kink#puppy sub#nsft puppy#puppy pl@y#scent nsft#writing nsft#nsft writing#dumb puppy
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hello! how are you going? do you have any svsss fic recs you enjoyed?
Aside from the usual Horrors, I'm quite well!! I hope you are too ^^
Oh wow, It's a bit hard to pick just a few because I've read a lot of SVSSS fics in the past few years, but here's the ones that came to mind/ I've been thinking about recently! (I'm excluding ones that I already recommended this week for the ask game, you can check out my "ask fish" tag to see those. Edit: I made a "fish recommends" tag too.)
Qijiu:
"i bury my voice for you" (series) by lithali. Sci-fy/space opera AU. I'm not sure quite how to describe this one, but alien SJ fucks shit up and it's very good qijiu angst and smut, feat. transmasc SJ. I need more people to read this one!!!!!!!
"Palimpsest" by Azzandra. YQY loses his memories and tries to piece together how SJ fits in his life from what others tell him. I adore this fic, it's a really interesting examination of both their characters and why they love each other intrinsically.
"You Were You, And I Was I" by MissMegh. Deaged qijiu being feral, clinging, and horny teenagers. Super cute and funny!
"what thing it is (that people most desire)" by Jinxed_Ink. A vaguely medieval AU based on an Arthurian legend where SJ disguises himself and blackmails YQY into marrying him for Revenge. SJ has Absolutely No Other Motive There. I didn't know how much I needed this particular brand of qijiu marriage shenanigans until I read it.
"I'm just as exposed (when i take off my clothes)" by owoxian. Qijjiu being weird and horny (as they deserve), being misinterpreted as abuse by accidental voyer MQF.
"The Sect Leader’s Husband" by AMereDream. Canon divergence where YQY came back for SJ on time, and instead of becoming the QJP head disciple, SJ married YQY and became the power behind the throne. Cute power couple qijiu!!!
"The Heart Is A Sword" by Moonsheen. A-Su, a boy who is a sword, the emperor's weapon, is appointed personal attendant to the emperor's new consort Shen. PIDW post-canon.
Bingqiu:
"Rehearsal" by Prim_the_Amazing. Binghe, fresh from the abyss, uses a dream realm to run through all the ways his reunion with SQQ might go. This one is basically pure angst but it's SO good.
"How to Meal Prep - Household Tips, Recipes, and Ideas for a Better-Organised Life!" By x_los. Character study of 17-year-old preeminent housewife Binghe. It's cute, it's weird, and it's terribly tragic on account of the Dramatic Irony.
"Futility in Practice" by TGP. Time loop fic with a REALLY cool style of story telling. Repetitive but iterative text from Binghe, the non-looping character's POV as SQQ desperately tries to find the right answer to end the loop. Very angsty!
"it's not gay if you don't touch my ass ... unless?" by azunshi. Modern AU, SY wants to have sex with Binghe but ofc that would be gay, so instead he puts a cocksleeve up his ass for binghe to fuck instead. This fic is so deeply stupid (positive/complimentary), I love it, it's the exact brand of unhinged this whole fandom is slowlyy becoming.
"Songs of a Wayfarer" by foxflowering. Ballet AU with young prodigy LBH and his teacher SY!
Binggeyuan:
"to find an intended (a bit unintentionally)" by nyoomerr. This is the classic. Wandering cultivator SY accidentally doms Bingge into being a good boy.
"broken glass, swept away" by aaeph. Modern AU, SY buys a home only to find it haunted by the centuries old ghost of a demonic emperor. Bingge tries so hard to push SY away over and over, but SY is a stubborn man.
Jiuyuan:
"Jump To The Left" by ValiantBarnes (Cimila). I'm not sure quite how to describe this one without spoilers, but essentially, older Shen Yuan finds and saves SJ in the era he was following WYZ. SY takes SJ as a traveling companion/sort of disciple. CW for mentions of incest/psuedo-incest (no actual incest though).
"Immortal Shen Does Not Do Online Deliveries" by Anonymous. SY, a young cultivator and scholar, goes to ask the reclusive immoral master SQQ for an elixir. SQQ toys with him a little <3. Mean SQQ and flustered SY.
Gen/ No Ship:
"Rat Trap" by Azaisya. LQG & SJ. LQG and SJ are kidnapped, they get truth serum-ed, and they're forced to confront their different background and conflicting morals and methods that stem from that. I think this is my favorite execution of "LQG learns SJ's backstory and Has Regrets", because their conflict is explicitly framed as a class divide rather than just misunderstandings, and it addresses the flaws in both their resulting worldviews to some extent.
"Sit With Your Soul" by Tossawary. SJ & SY. This is a fusion with His Dark Materials, but no knowledge is required. Basically everyone has an animal companion that's connected to and represents their soul, and SY transmigrates into SQQ's.
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every time i look into astronism and "cometan" i get more and more fucking baffled. who the fuck is this guy. why is he pretending to have a massive organized religion when he very clearly does not. i'm so deeply unsettled by him for some reason.
like, imagine you're like me, okay, and you really like niche religious topics. so you're looking into astrotheology (worship of stars) as a concept, maybe not only to soothe your curiosity, but because it's pretty damn cool and you might wanna incorporate some spiritual acknowledgement of the cosmos into your life. or maybe not. who knows, you have to read about it first. so you do some googling, and eventually you come across astronism.com (web archive version). and it's this huge website with dozens of different sections talking about the different beliefs and sections of "astronism", a religion founded by someone who calls himself cometan.
i mean, look at this shit. it's a lot. it's a LOT.
a lot of these words are completely fucking original. original concepts with original words. and if you look on the bottom left, it seems that there's a fairly good media presence. at least there's SOMETHING, you know? 90k twitter followers is nothing to scoff at. 7k youtube subs isn't insignificant. but what is fucking insane is that the engagement on these accounts is absolutely miniscule. i'm talking one retweet per tweet (which is only retweeted by another official astronist account, of which there are a STUPID amount). a couple hundred views per video at best and no comments.
so you look further into it. because your interest is fucking PIQUED. you are incredibly interested in whatever the fuck is going on here not because of it's complexity, but because it seems to be masquerading itself as a huge, official religion, when there seems to be next to nobody talking about it. i could find two tumblr posts related to this shit, and neither seem organic (made by an actual person).
the founder has his own website at cometan.org (web archive here) and good CHRIST. is it a trip. here's the opening picture you're greeted with, to show the sort of strange aura around this website.
this is the most insane shit i've ever seen because I DON'T KNOW WHO THE FUCK THIS GUY IS. i can't find a single thing that leads him to literally any sort of credible source. i've researched nature worship before and haven't found him. it looks like this all just popped up one day.
the twitter account seems to have just been some random retweet account for pretty pictures until march 18th, 2018, when it retweeted a picture of cometan:
i'm dropping the "you" metaphor now because i'm tired. anyway, before that i don't really see much evidence of anything else. it seems like the account was changed over from a picture account.
going back to his website, here's the description he gives of himself and his creation of astronism:
From the day of his fifteenth birthday, Cometan dedicated himself to a public life as a philosopher, religious figure and astronomer through his exploration of the universe's deepest questions, hence why he is also known as Cometan the Contemplator.
After receiving a series of intense receptions from age fifteen about the future and destiny of humanity to explore and discover the mysteries of The Cosmos, Cometan forged a new religion named Astronism that is now challenging the stereotypes of what it means to be religious, philosophical, spiritual, or otherwise.
so this guy made this when he was fifteen. that's the story. fair enough, i guess. i had some weird religious ideas when i was fifteen. i've seen people carry out some pretty weird ideas. it's a lot, but it's not UNHEARD of, and i was mostly interested in why this guy was seemingly pretending to have a world religion when he just didn't.
but you guys don't get it yet. you haven't seen it. you haven't seen the true depths of how fucking insane this is because oh my good christ, i found the founding book of astronism, and this is what i was fucking met with.
that is the page count for the omnidoxy, the founding text of astronism, and i am fully convinced that if i picked a page in the middle at random i would be the first person besides the author to have ever read it. the pages are all full. i checked. the font is just a normal fucking size. here's a page for reference.
this is just one of the books. i downloaded them ages ago when first looking into this, so i can't remember where i found them, but i managed to get them for free somewhere on the web (good thing, because the omnidoxy officially costs 150 pounds and i am NOT paying that for this). there are OTHER FUCKING BOOKS. as you can tell from the page i showed you, it's also filled with the type of incomprehensible jargon with an actual thought process behind it. this guy knows what he's talking about, it's just that he's the only person in the entire world who does.
i'm just. in fucking awe. i feel like i've discovered a secret society. can someone please tell me what the fuck this is or what this about because i'm frankly on the edge of losing my mind. this is actually sending me into hysterics. i NEED to know what any of this means.
#op#WHAT DO I FUCKING TAG THIS WITH I'M JUST LOSING MY MIND#religion#paganism#??????#fucking hell idk#can someone get one of those really cool occult bitches on this case cause i'm frankly startled and at ill ease
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you ever just have a lot, a LOT of feelings all at once about a character and not even remotely enough words or brainpower to FORM the words to describe everything you're feeling. so it feels like you may explode. yeah
#sorry i got really into my feelings about mark hoffman again#the very specific version of him in my brain that i really really wish i had the time and energy to properly share with you guys#saw#well until i muster the energy to explode all of my feelings out into a fic. if you want to TRY and understand#know that my three biggest hoffman fic insps right now are as follows#your best kept secret hoffman. a series of mistakes hoffman. and rushed like a dreadful wind hoffman.#there is a very clear throughline just know i am extremely emotionally compromised rn#thinking about theee fics vs the canon path hoffman spirals down#something something the absolute tragedy of watching a man's descent into madness#the transformation of a man into a monster#and what could have saved him from himself and kramer's corruption#sorry i'm rambling so much oh my god i was just having such a crying fit out of nowhere about this#do you think he could feel it happening. do you think he was aware he was losing his mind.#the script version of him fucks with me so bad. the crazed rankings and the longer hair and him not being well kept anymore#it's impossible to think he didn't know he was deteriorating#fuuuck okay i need to either chill or write a whole longfic rn#i project on that guy so much i truly don't know if i could properly write my vision of him#until i do something more substantial the full extent of my hoffman exists for me and my boyfriend only. they get me like no one else#well ginny and jenna also get me. please read best kept secret and a series of mistakes Oh My God#where am i going with this. i like tag rambling actually this is a nice way to do it without forcing EVERYONE to read my delirium#anyways if you've read all of this i think i love you? feel free to dm me about hoffman and my very specific headcanons and aus#maybe soon i'll try and start writing my fics about this tragic man#i could never say any of this on twitter btw they'd string me up for my opinions on him as a sad wet beast who could have been fixed#if only he hadn't been weaponized first#god i'm too tired to even be as embarrassed about this as i should be. thought i unlearned cringe already#but i've been spending way too much time on twitter and they HAAATE hoffman there#rip. i know it's not that serious but i'm sensitive rn and hate feeling lonely in my thoughts#ok bye for real otherwise i'll never shut up. i might tag ramble more often bc this was therapeutic in a way i needed badly#cat chat
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i really need to finish this one day
#one of my fave ideas but i keep getting stuck or starting over. third time's the charm hopefully#anyways. posting it as an excuse to rant because i'm losing my mind over this rn for no reason#incoherent but i just need to Talk or my brain won't shut up#you ever think about how fucked up it is that aoi feels guilty over what happened. i do. i think about her a lot#he can't even look at me. we aren't even blood related but he still had to go to jail because of me. i still love him#in reality none of it is her fault. it shouldn't be about doumeki in the first place. baby girl you were 15 when it happened.#you can say that yashiro is cruel in his dismissiveness (on the surface) of doumeki's trauma but you can see where he's coming from#you got a glimpse of what your sister was going through? of what i went through? and now you're sooo guilty over it? and who does it help?#doumeki's so focused on his own feelings that he ignored aoi when they were living together. “saves” her by pure chance#proceeds to focus on his guilt and ignore her again. if yashiro didn't get involved she'd be sitting in the rain for god knows how long#yet she still loves and to some degree idolizes him#yashiro and aoi both saying that doumeki isn't the type of person to be a yakuza too. doumeki's good doumeki's better than that#and then ch 24 happens. where yashiro says that he's going to throw up and doumeki's response is “i probably won't stop even if you do”#“guess i am like my father after all” and yashiro still goes “you're not. you're pure and im the problem”#(touches doumeki's face. rare gentle gesture. he's gentle afterwards too before leaving. man.)#he's not cruel enough to repeat what he said in the earlier conversation and he doesn't actually believe it anyway#but i wish yashiro was cruel there. it shouldn't have been about doumeki and his feelings. again.#something about yashiro throwing a knife at another person and it flying back at him huh#for all the talk about how doumeki supposedly romanticizes yashiro it really is the other way around. always has been#which is a whole other conversation but yeah. everything about aoi and yashiro in relation to doumeki makes me so fucking sad#but this is also what i mean when i say that aoi doesn't haunt the narrative per se but still has this weird presence?#she's in the parallels. she's in the brief but important mentions. she's in the “your sister was lucky she had you”.#wips tag
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something that's been weighing on my mind ever since learning about the situation with ezra / toonimal is seeing how these predators will take the active hostility that is frequently directed towards minors in online spaces to their advantage and use it to prey on vulnerable children. i think that we as adults in online fandom should probably come together and maybe rethink the language / manner we go about interacting with kids bc clearly the way things are rn is causing active harm.
like obviously, if you're an adult and aren't comfortable with minors interacting with you or your content, you should be allowed to set that boundary and should be vocal about it, ( especially if the content you create isn't safe for them to consume. ) but i don't think talking to them like they're a blight on all that is good and holy is the way to go about it. maybe just saying you're an 18 plus account will suffice, you don't have to tell them to fuck off.
#i'm opening myself up for ppl to leave the stupidest takes on this post but whatever i need to get this off my mind#before anyone says anything about the kids on that website. they're grooming victims. they're literally kids being taken advantage of#show them some fucking kindness and be understanding that they're the victims in this situation#idk what it is about becoming an adult that causes so many ppl to lose their empathy towards minors it's weird#like yeah kids can be annoying and pushy on online spaces sometimes but a lot of them are old enough to know online etiquette lbr#alot of us were annoying kids on the internet at some point we should understand that you don't just. get a handbook for how to act online#that's shit you learn overtime but ppl seem to forget that#they also seem to forget that talking down to kids isn't gonna teach them shit they're not gonna listen to you if you treat them like idiots#what i'm trying to say is that we really need to talk to minors more respectfully and maybe give them a little grace#( obviously there will be situations where some of them need to be yanked up by the collar but there's ways to go about that >>>#without treating them like shit )#these kids need to know that there's spaces for them to be online safely without having to stumble into places that'll pray on them#we all know how much it sucked to be a kid online we should want better for the ones coming in after us ya know#sorry if this comes across as preachy it just breaks my heart and boils me blood to see kids being taken advantage of like this#especially when there's ways to prevent it idk#how do i even tag this....#mj.txt#there's trigger warning on the linked post btw#tw csa mention
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listen. LISTEN. I knoooowwwwwwwww that August has never been important enough for canon to ever bother expanding upon issues like this. I know, but...
In the pilot, we KNOW that Emma is lonely. We know this because she’s sat in her apartment, alone, celebrating her birthday by herself. It’s well established that Emma had no one she considered her family and has had extreme trouble connecting with people over the years (Neal, Lily and Ingrid as fleeting exceptions).
But August? Canon gives us NOTHING. We know almost NOTHING about his past in the Land Without Magic. We’re given the name of one (1) character (Isra) that he has a connection with (someone who is clearly not THAT important to him, as she’s never mentioned again ever) and that’s IT.
Emma stays in Storybrooke to begin with because of Henry, yes. But it’s not a particularly tough decision for her because, well...she has nothing to go back to anyway. And I can’t help but wonder how true that was for August as well? Like....??? did he bother to contact ANYONE when he thought he was dying???
August is a genuinely intelligent and charismatic character (albeit, a little obnoxious). I have no doubt that he has made friends + friendly acquaintances over the years. But close friends? People he can open up to about his past with and who won’t think he’s losing his mind? HIGHLY doubtful.
I know that the show didn’t really explore their friendship very much or expand on it in any meaningful way, but Emma and August’s relationship is sooooooooooo *chef’s kiss* to me. Yeah, they have genuine chemistry and a fun dynamic, yeah the ‘I can always tell when someone is lying to me’ character interacting with a character that is literally Pinocchio is funny af and surprisingly poetic. But also!!! These are two lonely, emotionally closed off characters that were essentially orphaned by their parents for 28 years that have both had shitty childhoods and have connected so genuinely with one another and I don’t know where I was even going with this but I love both of them so much and they both deserve this friendship and WHY WASN’T AUGUST AT EMMA’S WEDDING I’M STILL MAD ABOUT THIS OKAY
#sorry I actually don't know what this is#it's because it's August tomorrow. that/s all#I'm being weird about him#ANYWAY I JUST WANT THESE TWO TO TALK ABOUT THEIR SHARED PAST EXPERIENCES#(😏 which is something that I WILL be doing later in mim but shhhhhhh)#LICHERALLY losing my mind thinking about august's past#because emma had a shitty childhood (and adulthood) yes#but august has a whole ass past in the enchanted fucking forest!!!!!!! he;s LITEREALLY pinocchio and he has memories of that#and he can't talk to ANYONE about those memories or that past because3 they straight up wouldn't believe him!!!!!!!#and so either he HAS to let it go! OR ELSE he risks pushing that person away#OR EVEN WORSE he risks people thinking he needs to be put away somewhere or given serious therapy or whatever#*(he DOES need serious therapy. but that's not what I'm talking about here)#AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH#having a normal one this evening guys#august meta#(I mean. BARELY. but I still want it in that tag)#august booth#ouat
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assignment is due on sunday and she given better points if you hand it in early which is fineee it's finee it's not at all terriblepractice it's. fine
#[.txt]#not even a 'you will lose points if you hand it in late' which is understandable#but. essentially the only way to get a full grade is to hand in the thing /early/. so what's the point of giving us a week to do it!#at that point it's as if the deadline is on wednesday if you lose points by turning it in On Time but Later in the week. eugh#uni tag#complaining tag#I mean also bad on me because I barely worked today. I'm missing one entire castle research. Because the video she gave us for it is broken#laying my head on a desk about it good fucking god I don't want to do this assignment I get weird just thinking about it#i'm still going to do it I just need to get the mind to actually change castle I'm doing this on because that video is useless
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...the "nothing happened" scene has caused my brain to latch on to zoro with a vice grip. send help.
#this pathetic commited hard shell hiding inner softness little cunt! i hate him i hate him so much im so mad im so fucking just. just.#he does not believe in anything above his goals. until he believes in his crew that is. and people are fragile things and they mean#SO much to him it makes me sick he makes me sick fucking moss-head little bitch.#& like the way it recontextualizes zoro's priorities makes his behaviour in the previous saga hit so much harder... losing my mind.#absolutley losing my mind.#... fuck i think i'm a little in love with him.#AND HE DIDN'T LET SANJI DO IT! HE COULD HAVE! you could bring up honour but zoro only cares about that as a SWORDSMAN.#& like tbh thematically speaking it's reductive to say it pertains to whether sanji would be “strong enough” especially when considering ho#much op decries needlessly given sacrifice wholesale. it wasn't about that. these are people zoro cares about & he doesn't want to lose#them. he won't sellout luffy for the crew & he won't let anyone else make that choice & he won't let luffy know he did it. he's#committed to being the world's greatest swordsman but first & foremost he is committed to his CREW. to the group of strays he loves!#& just the throughlines of fear & commitment w zoro... & the forced question of what is strength when faced with the loss of those you love#hands are fucking shaking absolutley fucking losing my mind.#this stupid fucking lug of meat.#HE MADE ME FUCKING CRY.#oh god the way it reframes him swearing to luffy to never lose again after the duel w mihawk... the subtle character development. cryin..#roronoa zoro#grey's one piece tag
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the rancher reunion from tango's perspective i fucking screamed. i had to walk away. the HEARTS
#i'm losing my mind not scrolling through tumblr right now is fucking torture all i can do is post#sorry to those of you who may be in the tags and you keep seeing me shouting into the void#empires smp#hermitcraft#double life#i guess??#empires spoilers#hermitcraft spoilers#like idk what to do with myself frankly#also i love that there was. no lore explaination for that at all. they just excitedly remember each other instantly
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i can't help but laugh when i watch the new p/jo show and it uses all of its effort not to deliver a good story, but to go out of its way to never use more of its vfx budget than absolutely necessary
finished episode 3 and not only do they turn medusa invisible to mime cutting her head off so they don't have to show it but they also have the turning a fury to stone be blurry through a window???
am i crazy? am i a hater?? am i living in an alternate reality where the show is just bad???
#about to go absolutely crazy in the tags hold on#everything feels so awkward and stilted and the framing of scenes and story beats is just so#weird???????#the biggest criticism of the movies were that they weren't faithful to the books#and like obviously i'm not expecting the show to be a perfect 1 to 1 recreation of the books#but some of the rewrites are just . bad????#why is gabe okay?? you realize we have to kill him by the end of the book right???#i don't care if they want to make him ''more realistic''#the whole point is supposed to be that he's such an asshole that p.ercy's okay with killing him!!!#we get the whole lu/ke ann/abeth t/halia backstory in episode 2 in exclusively dialogue format#when like . it's supposed to be kind of a huge deal??????#i accidentally talked over what i thought was going to be a small part of it and then i ended up missing the entire thing??????#where's the fates scene?? the sword training scene???#and telling you it's medusa from the get go absolutely ruins the tension of the entire scene#not that it matters considering she and every other monster they fight gets one shot#i'm not even going to talk about the bad writing and directing because i already feel like i'm going crazy#am i being too mean? i feel like i'm being mean but it's just ! bad !!!!#losing my mind what the fuck#what do you mean critical reviews are mostly positive#not putting actual tags on this because i'm just speaking to the void right now 😔
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I want the Mole Troupe to get a continuation that features Sandalphon and supposed theater actor Lucio. Sandalphon probably visits Michael to check on her, out of curiosity and Lucio invites himself. It gives us opportunity for Sandy to begrudgingly accept Lucio's company, for him to have a talk with Sariel, maybe, and I absolutely want Falsch and Lucio to meet. I think Falsch would fall in love with Lucio at first sight, but be super aggro about it and get mad at every little thing about him.
PLEAASE.
I want more Mole Troupe in general (though the more it focus on the main four of them the happier i'd be, though if Barawa wants to come back and encourage them on the path of ham theater and make me cry even more i'm *twirls hair* all up for it again, he was there for me and just for me)
That said to have Sandalphon check on Michael, Sariel and Azrael would be very nice, and finally bringing back the fact Lucio has indeed a supposed theater background lmao.
There they could discuss with Sariel a bit of his situation yeah, if they really want to make /me/ happy Lucio and Sariel would get into an improv and manage to communicate with one another thanks to acting which would have Lucio finally be more accepting of Sariel's plea. Then, all of them would start to get really into the improv bit and try to drag Sandalphon into it who's really just ".... i'm not going to do that." but Michael ends up insisting and Sandalphon ends up participating out of pure peer pressure.
And i think Falsch would find Lucio so damn cool at first sight yeah, but tbh i feel like he would grow to dislike him over the fact that Lucio is so damn perfect. I mean, Lucio was an actual, acclaimed actor on stage. Falsch was a genius child actor but he hated what the spotlight did to his fellow friends, and he much prefers his silly, ham actors now, that any goody who could rival him as an actor. I actually would see Falsch constantly compare Lucio's acting skill to the rest of the Mole Troupe's, except it's always to point out how Lucio isn't as great as his Troupe. Despite the fact Lucio is, in fact, technically better.
the emotional core could also be that Falsch would actually see right through Lucio that despite him being a perfect actor in every single way, he puts no emotion into his acting, none of it is genuine, he can see that Lucio doesn't think a single of the words he's spouting. Michael, Sariel, Azrael, they may suck, but they are passionate, they have fun, and they've been trying to put their emotions and the way they relate to others in their acting. Lucio strikes me as really an actor in the sense of he is always playing a role to mask himself, never to be honest. The Mole Troupe is the opposite, they're acting to show themselves out, to find parts of themselves they don't know how to express otherwise. And i think Falsch would be super critical of Lucio being like that, which would eventually force Lucio to face the way he's still acting with the crew as well as he hides his true identity.
I actually believe in Falsch's insufferable ex-child actor prodigies supremacy to just dunk on Lucio is what i mean. Also i would find it so funny if the only human of the gang, who was shocked discovering all of his friends were angels, ended up being the only one to see right through Lucio with the powers of "your acting may be perfect in quality but you don't put any heart into it and i have no respect for you."
... I really want more Mole Troupe i'd take anything to see more of them.
#since you're on anon i genuinely don't know if you were there when the event was live#but to say that i absolutely lost my mind would be an understatement#it's one of my fav event#and it doesn't help that my other hyperfixation is also theater related because god did it set my brain on fire#what's this? character development through acting and finding yourself there?#i think you can find me losing my mind in my liveblog tag for this event that i'll add to the post#i do genuinely like the new troupe dynamic though#so while i do enjoy more wmtsb and angels and everything#i also just want the mole troupe to mostly grow and have their own spotlight as earned for them#thus why i spinned the whole thing on 'here's how Falsch is gonna dunk on Lucio bc his Troupe is better'#anyway mind full heart full acting events are so fucking cool#do you want to hear my takes about how developping character arcs through acting is rad as fuck???#i rambled about it then. I'm gonna gush about it more. This event was made For Me and especially For Me#ichablogging moletroupe#ichareply#anonymous#ichafantalks gbf#ichablogging wmtsb
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really thinking i could do more with the fact that vesper can play the bass like. i just feel she needs a band or smth
#rena.txt#nader can play drums btw so we already have 2 ppl for this band SKFKSKFKJ but i also dont feel like this is smth they would make their life#career be. i'm thinking of those bands that usually accompany singers in concerts and shows and stuff and play their songs for them i have#no idea if there's a name to this but like the kind of yea here's a gig i need u fuckers to play for my concert <3 that kinda stuff#i just really love the fact that ves can play the bass and i want her to do things <33 might fuck around and come up with other ppl for#this lil band...but i also dont want to create other ocs SKFJSKFKSKCD HEAD ALREADY FULL BUT I ALSO WANT THIS IDEA TO SEE THE LIGHT#losing my whole damn mind actually. all of this just bc i was thinking of the kerry sidequest where v plays with samurai and so on. just..#very on brand for miss ves i am obsessed with it#also idk how i wrote the first phrase of these tags for a second i forgot what words meant
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genuinely losing my mind at haas right now
#idk what to tag my rambling still but i just#first what the FUCK is with those pit times??? seven seconds???#two they push mick to do better and he pushes in qualifying. he can get there. but the car is so got damn heavy during the actual race--#neither him or kev can get pace for consistent fights#they NEED to shave off some weight on those cars#it's not that mick isn't talented!! his car just can't get up to pace with the added fuel weight#don't even get me started on podium this race i'm losing my mind /pos#f1#haas#also wanna start using the initials + number tag??? it's cool i like it
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⋆.˚⭒⋆.˚ WATCH IT!
Gojo Satoru didn't predicted this move... So he ended up fucking you lol ⋆⭒˚｡⋆ G!Satoru x afab!reader and sex pollen!
tags: smut, sex pollen, unprocteted sex (wrap it and pee after sex), overstimulation (like A LOT), use of nicknames (princess, baby, good boy, love...) multiple rounds, praise kink, angst if you squint your eyes till you cry like gojo, sub(ish)!gojo satoru, god complex, fluff if you take one eye out, crack, belly bulgde, creampie, breeding kink, crempie kink, A LOT of cum, dumbfication, cock warming, npr.
A/N: happy holidays! might be my last writing of the year so i wish you lots of love and happiness <3 i might write pt2 for this one and 'she's back', which one would you like first?
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DAY 1: HOW IT STARTED
How the fuck at his grown ass age Gojo Satoru could be this stupid. And that’s big coming from him, because this man considers himself the senior of seniors and god of gods. So, how come he falled into this?
And you know what? Maybe it is his fault! For believing he’s a superior and underestimating such a weak and useless curse he just killed. But, this weak and useless curse has him going crazy. That really was karma paying back to him because motherfucker- Why is he feeling all giddy and hot all of sudden? This has never happened to him before, so that’s why he’s losing his mind right now and almost sprinting into his room because of how bothered he was feeling to just teleport.
Everything was like hell. Really, like hot as hell. And how does Satoru know that? Uh well, because he’s living it right now.
He couldn’t bear the sensation anymore and dialogue Shoko’s number like it was a habit.
“What do you want, Gojo? I’m in the middle of trying to know how Yuuji’s body is capable of being Sukuna’s vessel. Like- It’s quite important right now, and more than debating about some of your dumb tv shows you-”
Shoko’s voice was interrupted by a whine coming from Gojo’s line, seconds of silence continued the awkward moment between the both of them, while all Gojo could do was breathe and maintain his whines inside of his body before he started literally moaning.
“Are you okay, Gojo?...”
“Fuck, no. Some fucking curse sprayed me all over with some fucking stinky pollen. Didn’t even taste great, by the way. And now I'm just feeling really hot, sometimes dizzy… or kinda giddy? fuck. And my breathing became irregular. I’m fucking sprawled out in my bed trying to find a comfy position but my legs won’t cooperate.”
A loud laugh was heard coming from Shoko’s line. It was clear she’s been holding it all this time just trying to make sure she’s gettin it right.. and well.
“Gojo.”
“Yeah?”
“Are you hard right now?”
Silence.
“You know what? I’m sending Y/N over there with some medicine. You’ve been sprayed with sex pollen by the way.”
Sex- what?!
Before he couldn’t even ask Shoko any question since she quickly hung up. Leaving a needy and confused (and hard) Gojo.
Knock. Knock.
No answer, but a weird sounding moan? You gave yourself permission to enter Gojo’s room since no life signals were heard. But- holy fuck. Was this a reward or a punishment from the gods?
He was kneeled down on his bed, one of his hands used as a support placed in his bare calf while his other hand was as fast as possible jerking himself off. You stayed still some seconds before rewinding back to what Shoko told you before coming here.
“He might be another type… of… Gojo?... Anyways. He’ll be really needy and like a lost puppy looking for some salvation. I gave you this backpack with all you would need, yeah? Thank me later and good luck.”
So that’s why her flat ass was quickly sending you off with a backpack full of water bottles and snacks. Sex fucking pollen. Great.
It’s not like people don’t know that both of you have been crushing into each other lately, hell- even his newest student asked about this. But you never expected for it to be like this.
“G-Gojo…?”
Your voice was barely a whisper, but it’s like a hawk located his next prey because of how instant his reaction was just for your voice. A drunk smile on his face, while both of his hands fall infront of him trying to hide the act that was going on minutes ago. His sculptured white as snow body covered in a hot layer of sweat. Not being able to catch a breath thanks to this sight, somehow he’s in front of you.
“Are you here to help me? Y/N?”
His voice sounded so different. But at the same time it was just Gojo.
A small nod was all the reaction he got. You could smell that sweaty smell, looking down you found yourself looking at a large wet spot staining his black briefs. While his cock does nothing to imagination, marking perfectly the shape of it. Moving your gaze to his v-line, a white happy trail proudly adorning it. Eyes moving up, you found yourself looking at his clearly erected nipples, But all this examination was over once he interrupted your thoughts.
“I need a verbal affirmation, princess”
Ah, the nicknames. If you weren’t wet by now, you’re pretty sure you’re leaking right now all because of him.
“Yes Satoru, I’ll help you.”
His knees felt weak. Literally. He kneeled down in front of you, it was like he hypnotized and somehow could smell through your body into emotions. His hands were cold but hot at the same time he roamed your body.
You tried warning him by calling his name while he started kissing the softness of your thighs, telling him to at least move you towards the bed. And his body was doing what you said like if you were controlling him, while his mind was somewhere else. He moved the both of you towards his bed, making you lie down. His head not wasting any second between your thighs until his nose touched where you needed him the most and you whimpered at the feeling. Clearly triggering a new kind of need inside Gojo.
Everything happened really fast. Between some kisses and moaning, Gojo ripped your shorts and pantoes a muffled noise coming out from him of what you suppose was “I’ll buy you new ones later” but right now you couldn’t care less.
Not when his tongue slowly started tracing the way from your entrance until it reached your core. Teasing it with kitten licks, while his hands remained on your hips from preventing moving them.
His tongue quickly found a rhythm between your entrance and your clit, forming infinite signs between them. And the simulation was too much you couldn’t notify Gojo about your orgasm- But he was so lost in the feeling of your thighs suffocating him and the taste of yourself in his lips, he swears he could die as a happy man right now.
And like it wasn’t enough, Gojo kept eating you out even after your intense orgasm. Overstimulation taking over your body, trying to take him off your core, ended up with annoyed groans coming out from him.
“Satoru, love, fuck. I need you to stop, please.”
The nickname had him exploding with happiness, he really looked like a puppy from this angle. His eyes looked ethereal, his mouth covered with your fluids and his face was with a cute smile while he called out your name.
“Will you please let me fuck you?”
A small giggle came out from your mouth, Gojo’s face looked a little sad and embarrassed, but was quickly erased when you pecked his lips. And that was all he needed to clumsily take off his briefs and while he climbed back to the bed, taking off your top while doing so. His eyes were full of adoration looking over your body, before he pressed his lips into yours, locking them for a long moment, clearly enjoying the moment, before the kiss turned more heated and he started kissing every part of your body again.
His tip was now wet thanks to your folds, Easily slipping through it.
“Ffuck- Ssatoru- Be a good boy and put it in, please?”
Gojo needed no more words before thrusting his cock whole into you with one swift movement, hitting perfectly against that spongy spot that made you see stars. But something didn’t feel right. Not in a bad way. Since you re-opened your eyes to find a glassy eyed Satoru mumbling a lot of ´sorry’s´ while he kept thrusting.
Oh.
He came with just one thrust and was overstimulating himself, still rock hard with no break while he hid his face in the crook of your neck while marking it as his and tearing down from the pleasure.
You’re pretty sure he came again, when he whimpered your name and moaned against your ear but still continued thrusting into you perfectly. And he was so lost in the pleasure of overstimulating himself he didn’t realize once he confessed to you.
“You’re so pretty- ffuck– I really want to make you mine now. So no one could look at you, not even in a friendly way. Just… have you all for me- sshit. I love you.”
You didn’t want to get your hopes up, thinking it was all because of the moment, so you just had to enjoy it for now. His thrusts were so fast and hard, but somehow still felt romantic. Like this was a normal routine on a daily basis. And you would be disgusted by the pool of cum forming under the both of you if you weren’t so close to your third orgasm this night. No matter how many times you told Gojo to stop for a moment and take a break, he would cum again, and still be hard so he had to keep thrusting.
Your mind is lost now. All you could ever think about right now was Gojo Satoru and his immense cock. He wouldn’t stop mumbling praises to you, saying this was all for you to feel good and he would stop once you cum at least 3 times more than him. A hard dare to get over with. Or maybe it already happened?
You begged for mercy, not thinking he could get another orgasm out of you. Hell- to even get an orgasm out of him. His hands interweld into yours, and moved it down towards your tummy.
“Do you feel it, baby? I'm right here. Ahh~ I’m pretty sure my cum is there too heh. Your tummy is full of me and my cum.”
He sounded drunk. Like. Really drunk. But his words took off your last orgasm of the night, apparently your reaction making his trigger off and cum… dry?
How many fucking times did Gojo Satoru came inside you?
Will pills even prevent a pregnancy?
“Ah- shit baby.”
You couldn’t pay attention to him anymore, quickly slipping into dreamland. Gojo not once leaves your side. Literally. He was cock-warming, still hard, but no energy (and cum) to continue his misery.
You were here at 7.45 o’clock, one last look at the clock and it was 3.23 in the morning.
And it was like you just blinked, because a whimper came out of your mouth. Looking again into the clock, it was 10 AM, and Gojo was not over.
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